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Each others clones

ALEX"I don't care. I don't fucking care, Conor. I'm sick and tired of this wretched life with you! Either you get your ass out there and find the life of luxury you promised me, or I leave with the kids, and you're never going to see us again!!" Those were the last words I heard of Mom's yelling as I closed the door and walked away from the house. It’s been like that all week, as she kept giving Dad a hard time. Things were getting worse, especially with Nick, my brother, being sick.The cold air bit at my cheeks as I walked briskly along the sidewalk toward the subway."Hey, Alex!" My headphones weren't very loud, so I could hear the voice call out my name. I turned around, and a car was approaching me with the headlights on. Soon, it pulled up in front of me, and the door opened. The greatest asshole I've ever known stepped out, wearing that smirk I once thought was charming and having that arrogant aura that made him a fucking jackass. Why the fuck did I ever love him?!"Get ou

A Sl*ut?

ALEXOne of them was seated on the king-sized bed, favoring a vape in his hands, dressed in a three-piece navy suit. The other one was shirtless, standing, and seemed deep into whatever he was reading from his phone. He had bold tattoos drawn from his arms to his chest.The last one had a black shirt hanging on his shoulder, but he was yet to put it on. He had just one tattoo drawing, on his heart area, like a comic parody of — is that Cat Woman?And more than that, he emitted a darker aura than the other two.For the love of God, are those abs even real? They were all so fucking ripped, like those men who give hardcore BDSM fucks in those porn videos I watch with Gilda. Oh gosh! Was this the sex suite?The one sitting seemed ripped, as his shirt fit him like a glove, stretching out his muscles, and also the one standing with a phone, he was fucking ripped. But the one dressed in black and had a shirt on his shoulder? He was fucking shredded. A buff fellow, my God!There was a small

Stick around and find out

ALEXA slut?How could he so bluntly say that to me? Noah lied, and I might work in a nightclub, but just as a waitress, but I'm not a slut. I'd rather die than sell my body for cash. It's just something I would never do, regardless of the pressure."I'm not a slut," I meant to sound very bold, but my words quivered when they came out. Something about the way they were staring at me killed my confidence.I could be wrong, but they seemed to be ripping off my clothes with their heated gaze, fumbling my boobs and teasing my pussy. They were doing it all with their eyes, not holding back. Weren't they much older than I was? Was it right to stare at me like this?It was rude and inappropriate, but I couldn't deny that my body wasn't reacting to their stares. I've been ogled at, but nothing ever heated me like this. Again, I wondered who they were and why did they seem to not care about the world? They held a dangerous aura of authority, like they owned everything, even the breath I was t

Reunite

ALEXMom’s voice echoed from downstairs, sending tremors to every inch of the house. Another fight session with my Dad — I'm getting sick and tired of watching my parents fight every day. I ignored them. I needed to check on Nicky."Is Mum and Dad fighting again?" Nicky asked in a trembling voice as I walked in, his face still pale from the cold. His eyes are partly shut, and he was curled like a ball.This has been the routine for days now. The arguments never seemed to end and they hurt Nicky so bad."I'm sorry," Tears hazed my eyes as I bent to kiss his cheek. Nicky was only seven years old, way too young to experience the trauma of growing up in a chaotic home.I'm nineteen years old and legally a consenting adult. More than that, I've seen far worse things than a couple fighting. That's why I'm not very much perturbed by my parents' endless fights. But not Nicky. He always cries his heart out when they fight, and right now, he has a fever, and I'm scared crying would make his co

Alcatraz brothers

ALEXI pushed through the back door of the club, the familiar thumping of the bass resonating through the walls. Tonight was different, though. I wasn’t here for another grueling shift. I was here to collect my things and give my resignation. The familiar smell of sweat, drugs, food, and drinks hit my nose as I walked in.The locker room was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos just beyond the doors. I grabbed my locker key and began gathering my belongings. My heart raced as I prepared to confront the manager. Maybe I should get Gilda's help? Fuck! I hadn't told Gilda too. My mind was overwhelmed.I sat on the bench for a moment, letting the emotions wash over me.I picked the remaining of my belongings and decided I would see the manager first and then Gilda. As I approached his office, I could hear his gruff voice barking orders at someone. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.“Come in,” he growled.I opened the door, stepping inside. “Hey, Mike, I need to talk to

My father

ALEXMy footsteps faltered as I approached the cluster of people standing in front of the mansion. My mind was a whirlwind of disbelief and confusion. Could it really be them? Those same men who had so terrifyingly and efficiently dealt with Noah? I counted every step.My mom, however, seemed completely oblivious to the storm brewing within me. She waved enthusiastically, her face radiant with excitement. I knew she influenced Dad’s decision to attend his Father's funeral but I didn't know how much until now. She seemed starstruck."Come, Alex! Let’s not keep them waiting," Mom chirped.Her voice barely registered as I focused on the trio. Their faces were as I remembered: strong jawlines, piercing eyes, and an air of command that seemed to demand attention. They stood slightly apart from the rest, exuding an authority that was impossible to ignore.I hoped they didn't remember who I was.I watched my dad walk up to them. I had never seen him like that. He wasn't cowering before my mo

More dangerous

ALEX As the evening wore on, I excused myself, needing a moment to clear my head. I wandered out onto a balcony, the cool night air a welcome relief.I jumped as a hand touched my neck.I turned to see Rhys standing beside me, one of his hands in his pockets.“Beautiful night, isn't it?" I jumped as a hand touched my neck. I turned to see Rhys standing beside me, one of his hands in his pockets."Beautiful night, isn't it?" he said, his voice smooth as silk.I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "Yes, it is."He leaned against the railing, his eyes studying me intently. "You seem... uneasy."I forced a smile. "It's just a lot to take in. The move, the new surroundings, everything."Rhys nodded, his gaze never leaving mine. "I can understand that. It's a big change."The way he looked at me, like he could see right through me, made my skin crawl. I tried to maintain my composure, but it was getting harder with each passing second."You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "

The blonde

REED'S POVThe room was dark and still, the early morning silence broken only by the rhythmic sound of my movements and the soft moans of the woman beneath me. The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room, highlighting the curve of her back as she knelt on the couch, her pale skin stark against the dark fabric.I had forgotten her name, or the events that led up to her being in my bed, grinding against my crotch.I held her hair in one hand, my other hand moving to her breasts, which hung heavy and exposed from her open shirt. The sight of her like this, completely at my mercy, sent a thrill through me. There was something intoxicating about the control, the power I held over her in this moment. In that moment I thought of her, Alex."Fuck," she gasped. I had pinched her soft nipples between my fingers, same time I thrust my hardness into her. With each heavy thrust, I imagined it was Alex. The world outside this room felt distant, irrelevant. Here, there was on

A beat

ALEXThe night had been a blur of danger and temptation. Even now, as dawn leaked through the tall windows, pieces of it replayed in fragments—the dinner table’s tension, Dad’s warning, the Reed’s piercing gazes that seemed to follow me as I fled to my room. Sleep didn't come easily. I stayed up rolling on the sheets, and in fragmented clips: his firm butt ramming hard into the blonde as she cried out, till she spasmed and he slowly, with theatrical motion, slid himself out of her gapping softness. She spit out juices, alongside his enormous dick. Oh, his eyes locked to mine as he grabbed that heavy dick, now softer but still serpentine, and flicked a couple of times to remove leftover cum. Every thought of the brothers made my chest tighten—Reed’s commanding eyes, Rhys’s playful smirk, Rhett’s silent power. They had filled my sleep, their shadows woven through every breath I took. And now, in the thin morning light, I felt raw and exposed, every nerve alive.Dragging myself into th

The desire

REEDI entered the dining room, and the moment my eyes landed on Alexandra sitting at the long table, something stirred in me. She looked small in the grand space, almost fragile. Her back was straight, but the nervous energy rolling off her was unmistakable. I noticed she hadn’t touched the food in front of her—just as I expected.As I walked toward her, I caught her gaze. She didn’t flinch, but there was something in her eyes, a flicker of uncertainty. It only made me smile. This cat-and-mouse game between us was becoming quite the thrill."Enjoying the meal, Alexandra?" I asked, keeping my voice casual, as if this were any normal morning between us.She nodded, her response almost reflexive, though I could tell her mind was elsewhere. Her voice barely above a whisper when she replied, "Yes, it’s... lovely." I watched her closely, noticing how she tried to avoid my gaze, her fingers playing nervously near a jug of milk. When she reached for it, I saw an opportunity and stopped her,

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