Ares Hidalgo Through My Window Novels & Stories

When daddy finds out he's going to skin him. I rolled back onto my side and looked out the window at the tops of the trees in the distance. I didn't know that our windows aren't really windows until today. I could see through other people's windows with the drone, but when I buzzed our house earlier, all I saw was the reflection of the light outside. Daddy had surrounded the whole house with one-way glass.

A forest of trees was not even a yard off from my window, and the trees were thick, so there was very little that could be seen, and that was saying something as I had perfect vision. “Vali.” I heard Harlyn calling my name in a sing-song voice. Part of me tried to pull away from my paranoid thoughts, but a greater feeling forced me to keep watch outside my window anxiously. Through the reflection, I saw her peeking her head past my door frame and into my room, but I was too distracted to regard her at the moment. “Yea?” I finally replied. When I saw that there was no one there, I settled back into my spot, a little more flustered than I was before. I unwrapped another chocolate, creme-filled

The blood on the floor had half-dried, indicating that she had been lying here for a while. The sound of rain outside grew louder. Looking out the window, I saw that the flooding had risen, and the water flow was becoming more turbulent. It was impossible for me to bring the unconscious Hilda back to the Packhouse now. The floodwater was slowly seeping in through the broken window.

"Move! We're going back to the North!" Surrounded by the Bloodwolf Guard, I walked straight out the front door and boarded the helicopter waiting on the lawn, never once looking back. When the rotors started roaring, I glanced down at the two tiny people below. Kyle was struggling to stand, holding a sobbing Mia in his arms. But this was only the beginning. Without my strength behind it, this rich but soft southern territory was a piece of fresh meat without anything to protect it. It would not take long for the hungry wolves circling nearby to tear it apart.

As for the rest, they could all rot in hell for all I care. It’s a good thing they aren’t here, otherwise it would have gone to shit. “I know that look, Rosa. You will get back to him.” She says from the side and I nod my head when I see a flash of red on the horizon. I stand and move to the window. I gasp as I see it again, and I blink before I rub my eyes. “It’s not possible.” I say when I feel Jadara move closer to me. She takes my hand and smiles wide at me, like a kid on Christmas morning.

• • • Seconds turned into minutes, and Hidalgo was still riding speedily on the highway until he eventually pulled up in front of my house. The lift wasn't a long one, but it comes across as if I will never get home because I was already longing to get home already —most especially to my room! "Thank you!" I faced Hidalgo and thanked him. I waited for his reply, but I suddenly noticed that he was eyeing the window behind me. Huh? What if he staring at it? I quickly curled my head back to my window and I instantly saw my overly worried-looking best friend, Cassandra standing at the door!

I roared when I saw how the fucker had been able to fuck us up. The tiny window was where he had slid through. He used the bedsheet to get to the window very close to the roof and passed through, destroying the glass covering the window. “Don” Jerry murmured when he saw me marching towards him. “Who was here?” I asked, “Who the fuck was watching this place this morning?!?” They were all looking at each other till two of the fuckers raised their hands. I pulled out a gun from behind my back, “You fuckers!”

Hilda I'd worn a path in the carpet. Back and forth across the room, from the window to the door, trying to work off the restless energy that had been building since Alexander dropped his bombshell. Ava was here. Evelyn was here. Both of them captured, both of them in Alexander's hands. I stopped at the window, looked out at the compound spread below. Somewhere out there, they were being held. Questioned, maybe. Or worse. "Fuck," I muttered, turning away from the glass.

I shift forward, eyes narrowing. Through the window, I can see the faint outline of a crib. Ariana’s shadow moves back and forth, slow, rhythmic, soothing. She’s singing. I can’t hear the words, but I know the melody. I press my hand against the cold windowpane of the car, fingers trembling. Something inside me twists tighter, darker. The glass fogs under my breath. I draw a line through it, just one, like I’m cutting the night in half. “Enjoy it while it lasts,” I murmur.

“Breed the girl next door right against the window so the whole neighborhood knows who owns this pussy now.” The filthy words sent me spiraling. I came hard, my walls clamping down around his thick cock as pleasure exploded through me. I cried out, my breath fogging the glass as my legs shook. Mr. Hale didn’t stop. He fucked me through my orgasm, then pulled out, spun me around, and lifted me up so my back was against the window. He hooked my legs around his waist and slammed back in, fucking me face-to-face while my body was on full display against the glass.