Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Varkas Brothers And Their Princess : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

I didn't know why I was feeling this way, only that when Axel had called himself my man… I had felt something. I couldn't put to words what it was, just that it scared me. Why? I had no damn idea. I took a deep breath, my eyes fixed on his. “It's nothing.” He worked his jaw, about to say something. “Really, it's nothing.”He stared at me, his jaw clenched. He looked like he wanted to say something but decided against it. He nodded, turning and walking to his car. I followed, licking my melting ice cream. “I was joking when I called myself your man,” Axel said on the way home, his voice tight. I rested my head on the window, watching the cars pass by, and the sun slowly set. “Were you?” He said nothing, and the drive was silent. Not an awkward or tense silence, just… silence. When home, we walked together to my door, our shoes in hand. I reached my door and turned to face him. He just stood a distance away, his free hand in h

Rosette’s arousal coated my dick in just a matter of seconds after I slipped between her legs. I could smell how aroused she was; it was coming off her like a fragrance, and it was like a drug that filled my head, clouding my senses and making me feel like I was floating in the sky. It was intoxicating. She moaned as she felt me between her legs, grabbing my shoulders so she could stay standing. “How does that feel?” I asked in a breathless whisper, thrusting my hips again, more slowly this time, making sure she felt every second of my dick between her heavenly folds. “Oh, Axel,” she moaned, her eyes half closed and fixed on mine. “Yes, lover. I'm here. Tell me how it feels.” “S-so go-good,” she sputtered, barely able to get words out, pushing her hips forward. “Such a naughty girl,” I purred, leaning down and nibbling her ear softly. She shuddered, grabbing my ass with both hands and moving her hips faster. That

ROSETTEWe made dinner. Well, Axel did.He said he wasn't so good with cooking, but he moved around the kitchen like a pro, a heavenly aroma filling the house. I sat at the counter and watched him. He was shirtless, so my eyes were fixed on his naked upper body, watching his muscles flex as he moved, sweat dripping down his back, between his spine, and I wanted to lick it off.“Sweetheart, you’ll burn a hole into my back with that heated gaze of yours,” he said without looking at me. I looked away, my cheeks burning. I focused on something else, looking at anything but him and his mouth-watering body. And then a question occurred to me. “Axel, how’s my mother?” I asked, my voice barely audible. “I don't know, sweetheart. I haven't set my eyes on her for a long time. But knowing Silas, I think you should really check on her.”I finally looked at him again and his back was still facing me. “What do you me

The crowd gasped so loudly that it overlapped the guy’s scream. More than one person was now calling the police, while the rest just watched the fight with interest and awe. “You fucking bastard!” the guy cried, holding his broken arm, tears streaming down his face. “Told ya you’d reject it,” Axel said, not looking smug but only just… satisfied. “What are you doing just standing here?!” he screamed at his drunk friends who were looking sober already. “Teach this bastard a lesson!”I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Was this high school or what?His friends hesitated, but since they were drunk fools with pride, they couldn't back down. One of them lunged at Axel with a sharp cry, his fist raised to land a blow, but Axel just stepped out of the way, kicking the guy in the shin. I wince; that was a sensitive spot. The guy’s eyes widened, crashing to the ground and holding his leg, his mouth opened in a silent scream.

ROSETTE “Let me speak first,” I said in a rush, panting. “Please.” Axel nodded. “Want to sit down?” I shook my head so hard that I almost got dizzy. “No. No need for that.” I inhaled a deep breath, looking at him but I looked away. I couldn't look at him, not yet. I might lose courage. I started pacing, my sweaty palms clasped together. “So uhm…” I swallowed the excess saliva in my mouth. I could feel Axel even though I didn't look at him, feel his nerves, curiosity, everything. “So I've been thinking,” I continued. “After Sofia left, I've been doing nothing but thinking. At the beginning, I hated your guts. I hated how free you were and how you took life less seriously. I hated those things because… because I wanted to be just as free and less serious. But with the upbringing I had? With the family I came from? It was impossible.” I said this all in a rush so I had to pause and catch my breath, but I immediately jumped back to it. Courage, I couldn't let it slip now