ASTRIDWalking down the endless, lonely alley, I try to push back the lewd thoughts invading my mind. Readjusting the bags of groceries on each of my arms, I count each step I take, but even that makes me think of him. Makes me recall his long, bold strides that leave me breathless.God, this is frustrating!Or sick. Or dirty. Or a sin. Yes, a bloody sin! Harboring dirty, filthy thoughts about a man. It's one of the biggest sins. Sister Grace constantly reminds us to never harbor such thoughts and does say we'll rot in hell for it. But how can I not? Living in the orphanage all my twenty years of existence, I never knew much about how fiercely enchanting the other gender can be.The guys I grew up with in the orphanage were lanky, pale, and incredibly mischievous. Nothing unique and charming. And I thought every other guy out there was the same. I was never aroused or even curious about guys. At the very least, I found them boring, messy, and complicated and I tend to stay around my

EAGAN"That's her, right?" Liam asks with a bit of apprehension. "The girl you…""Yes. It's her." I stop him from going into details. I know what he's gonna say. And I hate to hear him always say it. For the last six months, I've tried to convince myself that possessing Love Island City is my only obsession. But that's a fucking lie.Deep down, there's a more corrosive obsession, eating me up slowly. I don't fucking admit it, not even to myself. But at night, when I'm going crazy, locked in my bathroom with my hard cock in my wet grip, jerking off to her face on my phone's screen and nutting on the bathroom floor — only then do I admit that I'm fucking obsessed and crazy over the little sexy doll from the orphanage. Astrid Sage.Terribly young and naive. Innocent but fucking sexy. She's everything I'm unfamiliar with in my choice of women, but I still can't get her the fuck out of my head.It started with my first visit to the orphanage. Seeing her with the other kids, I'm not sure

EAGAN"Everyone's talking about what you did at the event, boss." Liam informs as I step into the house, tipsy as hell. The auction ended a few hours ago and I headed to one of my nightclubs for a few drinks. Liam notices my tipsy state and backs away. My heavy eyes fall on the couch and I go to it, slumping with a dragged sigh."What are they saying? That I lost my fucking mind?" My voice oozes with dry sarcasm. "Yes, Boss. They think you're insane for bidding that much for her. Now, they're trying to figure out what's in it for you.""Nosy bastards!" For someone like me who sticks my nose into everyone's shit, it's rich to call someone else 'nosy'.But I'll give anything to make them forget what I did tonight and that they ever laid their eyes on Astrid. I want the memories of her, cleaned off from the minds of every bastard present in the event. She was almost naked. That shit still pisses me off. I always fantasize about what she looks like behind those oversized, tacky cloth