All Chapters of SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

My fingers lingered on the screen longer than I wanted to accept.It was ridiculous.Really, really stupid.Nightshade wasn’t my boyfriend. He wasn’t even a friend. We weren't even close. He was a… glitch in my brain. Some distraction. A mistake that a part of me wanted to make again. And for someone that I'm not allowed to see his face, he had an impact on me. I wanted to text him to reach out again, so I could stop thinking about Levi.But here I was, lying on my bed like a sad orphan who’d never heard of dignity. Orphan, yes. Dignity, not so sure.I rolled on my bed, debating whether to text a man who clearly didn’t give a damn.Fine.I typed:AUGUST: Are you alive?I pressed send before I could consider. Pondering only made things worse.Three dots didn’t appear.No answer.Nothing.Wonderful. Incredible. I loved being ignored. My favorite hobby.I wonder why I bothered. The only reason why I'm always hyper when it comes to men, is because of him. I still see his face in my slee

0013 LEVI I should’ve ignored him. I should have ignored the little whimpers, the groans, and what sounded like struggling. That was the first thought I had when I walked passed August’s door and heard him talking in his sleep. The words were too deep, broken words, fragile enough that even I felt something twist in my chest. “…don’t leave me… take me too… Find me…” The kind of cry a kid makes when the world decides to take something out of their hands, leaving them hanging and hoping. I stood there longer than I meant to. A part of me wanted to go in and hold he through his nightmares. But I couldn't. I stood Long enough to hear the shift of sheets, the little creak sounds. A small, hitched breath, Then Silence. This was Totally inappropriate. Absolutely, Completely unprofessional. I forced myself to walk away, trying not to be guilty. I stumbled out, heading to where Lucien was to give him the Weekly report. Every since August came, he insisted on a week

0015AUGUST I stared at the sink, brushing my teeth aggressively for the fourth time, like I had some beef with the brush. I needed something to keep me busy while I waited for Levi. As much as he annoyed me with his orders, at least I wasn't lonely. My phone buzzed on the toilet sink as I spat out the foam in my mouth. I wiped my mouth clean with the sanitary towel beside me before I grabbed my phone.I scoffed. Another anonymous text? Great. Just exactly what I needed to start my boring day, they don't just get tired.It was a message, but the weird thing was that it was oddly familiar, given the words nightshade had said to me that night. “I want you to strip, slowly unbuckle your thin, black, jock strap. Touch yourself, but you can only come with my permission.” I read it twice, my heart thumping. This one was more demanding than the last. There was no “please”. Part of me wanted to block the number or just ignore the message, but…I got a thrill from the message. It made

0017LUCIENI sat in my usual chair, staring at the monitors, studying the feeds carefully. I paused at the hallway spot as I saw August in his room, Levi standing by his door, motionless for too long, listening to his cries, pleas and subtle screams. His breathing was audible on the mic. It made my heart ache, my chest tighten. He stood, Levi stood there, conflicted between leaving and staying, but he walked away eventually. But I could see the hesitation in his eyes. Levi had always been reliable, cold, loyal, efficient, trustworthy without question. I hired him some years back when he walked up to my office. A young fragile-looking boy, who chose to run my empire, despite the rules. I told him what it would take. Running my empire simply meant ending his previous life, and becoming a new person. He told me he had no life before now, His eyes were sharp, full of desperation.His attitude was exactly what I needed. He reeked of desperation and hunger. The hunger that fueled hi

0019 LEVI August was unusually quiet. I knew it was because I snapped at him. I apologized still, but he wasn't having it. Even after he drank the juice, he only mumbled a small thank you and said he was tired and went into his room. I let him go, I didn't bother. No reason. I could only mutter “I'm sorry.” once more, just to ease my conscience at least.Lucien had already warned me to keep it professional, Following him might lead to something I would not want. I cleaned up the kitchen slowly, wiping down the counters as I checked the locks everywhere. He was asleep and we wouldn't want anyone breaking in. By 10:00, the house was dark except for the low lights in the hallways. I did my final sweep with my tablet in my hands, scrolling through the cameras. August's room was empty, his bathroom was empty, and the hallway was empty too. But then I got a motion sensor from the east wing. August was going to be the end of me.The same restricted area I warned him about. The p