My stepbrother
Yeah, I love that man.
I sigh as I enter my bathroom singing. I can’t sing, but today I feel like singing. I’m in a castle with the love of my life, living out one of my dreams, so I’m going to let my voice that sounds like gravel in a blender out. I laugh, maybe Zayne will regret falling in love with me once he hears me sing, but he'll have to learn to live with it because he’s stuck with me— there is no going back. I take a quick shower, brush my teeth, and put on my robe, this time no lingerie since it will only be ripped to pieces. I take one final look in the mirror, hair messy from Zayne’s hands while giving him a blow job. I’ve been looking forward to snatching his soul for quite some