EvelynAs his embrace enveloped me, it felt like an icy balm had been poured over my raw wounds, caressing my frigid heart and stitching me back together.I trembled, gasping for air, still haunted by the echoes of their menacing words. Yet, at this moment, within his arms, I found sanctuary. Safety.He was here....that's all that mattered."Ja-Jacob..." I stuttered, clinging desperately to him, "They broke everything.""It's alright, love. None of that matters," he murmured soothingly, enfolding me securely. My face nestled into the curve of his neck, his warmth thawing the chill within me. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have left you alone. I'm so sorry." He pressed a kiss to my temple, his hand rubbing small circles on my back, coaxing my frantic breaths to slow.His gaze fell upon my wound, and a sudden tension gripped his features. "You're bleeding, baby. Let me bring the first aid kit," Jacob moved to rise, but I clung onto him desperately, vigorously shaking my head."Please, Jacob,

Evelyn"God, I can't even express how thrilled I am to have both of you here," Rosaline enveloped me in a tight hug the moment we walked in. "I've already set up the room for you two, and I've prepared a variety of dishes! I still can't believe my stupid son finally made a good decision.""Well, technically, he didn't. I did," I chuckled as she released me from the hug."Really? So this idiot didn't even consider bringing you here to stay with us for a few days?" Her glare fixed on Jacob. "How dare you?!""Hey, don't start this, Evie. You're making trouble for me!" Jacob's disbelief turned to me, causing a giggle to escape my lips. He then faced his mother, his tone urgent. "Mom, trust me it was my idea to stay here. She's lying.""Is she?" Enzo raised an eyebrow, munching on a packet of chips. "I don't think so, because you, my son, seem to prefer staying everywhere else but at home.""Dad, I can't believe you're doing this right now. Should I spill your secrets to Mom?""What secret

EvelynSince the moment he declared it should be his name falling from my lips instead of God's, it was Jacob's and Jacob's alone. Every sound, every moan, every cry I attempted to stifle—it was all for Jacob. He now had my hands trapped under his grip, his other hand lifting my leg high, resting it on his shoulder as he drove us both to the brink of ecstasy.Forget ecstasy. Let’s just say, he was fucking me to the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm, like the countless ones before. He was simply incredible, too wild to be captured in words. He knew no restraint, and I didn't want him to stop.“Oh, Jacob,” I cried out, biting my bottom lip, throwing my head back as he delved into my pussy with incredible speed, the bed beneath us bouncing and squeaking. I wondered if we were being too loud, if his parents might hear us at any moment. But in the midst of it all, my body aflame and my mind solely focused on him, I couldn't care less.“Your pussy is too good for me, baby,” he chuckled, his lip

Evelyn"You destroyed me…" I exhaled, burying my head into his neck, feeling his presence engulf me, even now, lingering in every corner of my being. I could still feel him down there…..that’s how good those rounds had been."I don’t destroy beautiful things," he murmured, his hand tracing my spine before gently disappearing into my hair, his fingers brushing my scalp, evoking a soft gasp from my lips. It was a welcome sensation, especially after the fervent intensity of his touch, all that tugging and pulling onto my poor hairlocks, when he had pounded into me from behind—a memory still vivid in my senses.Though, I couldn’t deny the thrill of his tugging and pulling... but let that be, I was already exhausted for the night."What do you do, then?" I asked, without lifting my head or meeting his gaze. I could almost picture the expression on his striking face without having to glance at him—right now, it was likely one of those sexy smirks that inevitably melted into breathtaking gri

EvelynOh my God! This can’t be happening—it was on air. The footage showed every damn detail. There wouldn't even be a way to cover this up later on.My anxiety spiked, my eyes wide and the glass falling from my trembling hand, the crimson wine staining the pristine white carpet below. But amid the chaos of the moment, neither I nor anyone else in the room spared a second thought for the spill. It was the news flashing across the television channel for me, and the worries crashed right into my very existence—I was beyond worried for Jacob at this point. He wasn’t the type to usually lose his calm, but this time, it seemed, he’d really lost it.“What the hell is happening?” Rosaline rushed to look at the TV closely.“That’s Mario and Luigi, but I thought Jacob didn’t have contact with them for years,” Enzo stood up, lines of tension and worry evident across his face. “Then what is going on?”They didn’t know what was going on…but I did. I had absolutely no doubt that this incident ha