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What happens when you work in the military and hear that your twin brother got bullied to the point of losing his leg and being unable to walk properly? Exactly, you pretend to be him, attend the school for vengeance, starting with the leader of the bullies. Ghost mask covering my face and feet silent from wearing only socks, I stand by the foot of Asher's wide bed, watching his chest rise and fall like he didn't subscribe to trouble six weeks ago. His hockey jersey is draped over a golden mannequin like trophy. I reach for it, set it on fire and watch smoke curl up. Scent of burnt sugar in plastic fills the wide room so I drop it on the floor and jump out through his bedroom window. Asher rubs his nose as the edge of his blanket catch fire. I smile when he doesn't wake... Then he jolt upright, moving back when he catches sight of the fire. "Butler Chen!" he roars, his voice deep and smooth, swatting at the flames with a pillow that also catches fire. Stupid. Hands in my pockets,

Venom crib

CHAPTER TWOAsher's PerspectiveIt's Eight p.m at the Venom's mansion. Which was purposefully built by the four of us for our privacy and entertainment. First four floors our rooms and here at the fifth floor is Play room. Music blasts while heavy tension about a particular someone sits in the airThere is something different about the wacko, and the way my body reacted to him is insane,which means I need to teach him a lesson."How is he the same person from six weeks ago?" Vlad roars, wincing at the pain in his hand."His records only show three weeks in a rehab center then home" Caden says,voice tense with a tiny worryI throw a dart"Bullseye" One of the college girls scream, walking towards me and I glare at her making her stop."So he learned to fight and talk back in three fucking weeks?" Vlad retorts.Shoving glasses off the table, making the women nearby scream.My mind wanders back to the ice. Remington on top of me. His palm on my chest. The way his cock pressed against min

Dub-con

3 ASHER POVI fling aside Elliott's hand to grab a fistful of Remington's hair. Pushing until I reach the base of his throat and he chokes. Nails digging into my thighs which only intensifies the pleasure mounting up.My nipples grow taut, current spreading through my chest while my body craves more. I slap his face twice and he groans, his mouth closing up on my cock as he stands up straighter"Take my dick like a whore ""Wow" "That's hot" I tune out the people'sexclamation the moment Remington's tongue lick the base of my cock up to the tip"Yes... Yess. Fucking take it"I stand on my tip toes and push his head further deep till I shudder.If I hadn't been sucked by a guy as dare, I'd have thought this feels good because it's not a chick's mouth.But fucking fuck me to Pluto. I've never felt this good from being sucked. Not even from gripping tits and pounding into a pussy.Remington scratch his nails down my thigh, slapping."So.fucking.greedy" The words break out breathy.And oh

4- Spiral

ASHER POVI’m on the ice alone, which isn't unusual since it’s eleven PM. The rink at this hour is mine.Just me, the cold air biting into me and the quiet company of the arena that’s a polar opposite of the inside of my skull. This is the only place that makes sense to me since I can’t sleep. My brain won't stop looping the image of a certain thick-muscled, chiseled-jawed guy on his knees, taking my full length into his mouth. I skate my puck into the post but it miss,the fifth time tonight. Not because I can't play but because each time my stick scratch through the ice, my brain supplies the sound of Remington gagging on my cock. His nails scratching on my thighs and the wet patch on his pants only I sawI’ve watched the clip over six times. Each time gets me as hard as the last, which is a big fucking problem.I plant my skate deep against the ice, cold air burning my lungs as I weave through the cones, my stick snapping sharply against the puck.I cut hard left, drop my shoulders

Li

TORREN POV — SAME NIGHT, EARLIERShame, fury and rage burn high in me. But that isn't the only thing pulsating loud beneath my skin. Asher's cock in my mouth. The roughness of his strokes.I shake my head, and throw the practice luck at the ceiling, it jumps back down hard but I catch it before it could dismantle my face. I need more practice or better still, hasten my revenge and leave this damn school. I refuse to admit whatsoever happened three hours ago happened. I could've stopped the guys from bringing me to them but what benefit will I gain from refusing access into the Venoms elite mansion. "Take" I look to my left at the voice and see my two roommates stretching a pocari at me. It's just three of us assigned to this room and as expected, both lived exactly like my brother: timid, weak, bullied and hiding. Rage floods me all over again and I look away "I... We.. It's just" The one with a fucking suit by goddamn bloody eleven pm stammers with his head bowed. My twin to

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TORREN POVI scale the fence and the first thing I hear is Vladimir.“Make sure you don’t miss any place.”Thundering through the wall of the room beside ours; heavy and accusing. The kind that's looking for a scape goat after having decided someone is guilty of a crime and he's just collecting evidence.I stop at our window and look through the glass.The room is midly lit. My roommates should be asslep so I open the glass and stopShiloh, the shorty among us stares at me as I jump through the window.Sitting cross-legged on his bed with a snack, facing the window, eyes wide and fixed on me as I climb onto my bed. My heart takes a pause. Few seconds to run through calculation of whether to knock him out or.."Who amongst you wasn't indoor five minutes ago?" Caden thunder and I hear footsteps move closer.Ignoring it is.."You.. Did... " Shiloh looks at me stuttering. Then my legs which is wet from the wet grasses I raced through and the sole of my shoe that leaves a trail of snow dow

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"Get the fuck away from him!" Asher snarls, deep, forceful and gripping.Not loud but a deep vibration that's enough for all three Venoms to look at him.I stand on my feet immediately and Shiloh grab his basin and clothes.We all look down at him-he's cleaning the floor.He's a constant I never thought is threatening. Seems I need to have a reevaluation.Asher steps into the room and everything goes quieter. My pulse race as he stands just three feet away from me. He looks around the room once.Then his eyes land on me.“Explain.” Contrary to his earlier snarl, this voice is quiet. Almost feathering but still authoritative enough to know he wasn't just asking a question, he's requesting for information"I'll takeyoudon't" I whip my head to the mumbling - Oliver. "Isaystop" He continues and Vlad kick his bed while Elliott laugh. Oliver adjust to his left, and continue sleeping.I shake my head and look back. Asher is still staring at me and I swallow“Shiloh spilled water.” I start“O

Room check

I stand as well immediately The men by Shiloh's bedside stop, and move to my side of the room by the window I jumped through. Oliver clutch his stuffs together and Shiloh stand on his feet, rushing to pick his origami that is wet. A pang of guilt move through me as I take in my roommates bedside. Their stuffs are overturned. Clothes on the wet floor. My books on the desk land on the wet bed. My jaw tighten and I step move forward until a body walks right in front of me Asher. I stop, watching the men rip apart my side of the room. What follows is an internal count through the chaos swimming through my head as I watch them search... They go through my bag. I watch them do it without moving. Holding myself to not track their hands too obviously especially when one of them pick up my bag: My School books, spare clothes, charger fall to the floor. Then he throws it aside. Totally missing the false bottom that's pressure locked to hold my operational kit - you’d need to kn

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ASHER POVWe search through four more rooms but my mind remain locked on him. The way he was staring at my dick, his exposed chest and the teasing way water dripped down his body.Focus Asher. That's not the main point.I bring out my phone and text Wells- A ghostface was at the arena."Can we get a reason why you both looked ready to fight when we saw fucking Remington and that weirdo together?"Vlad questions as we head out after successfully capturing six students that were out. I'm thinking of visiting the girls hostel in this school but I think better of it. It's late, can't risk looking at.."There was water on the floor" Elliott chuckles and I look at Caden for that dumb ass reply"And I'm stupid" Elliott chuckles again at Vlad 's response as we head to the mansion"I for some reason fucking believe those two assholes are onto something""Maybe they're dating" Bile rise up my throat at that nauseating reply from Elliott. My head whip to him and he's smiling at me"Fuck no. They

10- ASSEMBLY

TORREN POV I’m caught. Standing in plain sight on the screen. With my ghost mask and black clothing of course. The shot is taken from the corridor camera angle I thought I’d handled. Clearly hadn’t handled well enough. Not that last night’s search wasn’t already an indication. Apparently destroying their gloves, their pucks, their dignity, and hitting two of them with paint balls warranted an assembly where teachers are absent and the heirs handle us like we're not age mates. It seems I truly rattled the preppy heirs and they're showing us Michigan Prep’s version of justice: gather everyone into one room and perform authority from a raised platform. We’re lined by dormitory- Roommates together. So, Shiloh is beside me, Oliver on his other side. “Caden and Vlad are injured,” Shiloh says quietly, face forward, not moving his mouth much. I give him nothing back. I’m still weary of him and recalibrating how much I trust him after last night. He earned something. I haven’t decided wh

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