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She dropped down to her knees in front of her so they were at the same level, but there was nothing soft about the look on her face. “What gave you the right to do something like this?” Amelia asked, her voice controlled but firm. “Do you even understand what you’ve invited into this place? You are too young to be making decisions like this.” Summer shifted under her gaze, clearly nervous now, and I could see her hands fidgeting slightly. “The Satyre came to me,” Summer said, her voice quieter now. “She said she could help. She said I could see mommy again and she could heal Uncle Cane.”

My little sister sure was impatient. I picked up the glass of milk. "Sure. Go get your books, and we'll study together." The moment she saw me lift the glass to drink, delight spread across her face. "Okay!" she replied before happily skipping back to her room to get her books. The instant she turned and walked out, I quickly switched the positions of the two glasses. The one in my hand was now the milk Suzy had prepared for herself. By the time she returned, I had just finished drinking it.

Checks the time 'Sh*t it's already six thirty'. Summer had begun and all of the neighborhood kids took advantage of every bit of daylight that shined. As soon as the sun come up you could hear the ATV's rummble from inside the house. Blacking out her windows to get some sleep during the daylight hours had done its job but there was nothing she could do about the noise disturbing her rest. She remembered what it was like to be a child. Carefree. Happy. Endless summer days with friends. That isn't something she dared ruin for them. Besides her salted caramel java monster would pep her up in no time.

It looked sleek and impressive. It was autumn, and the setting sun cast orange light everywhere. Quentin stood with his back to the sunlight, leaning casually against the car with his arms loosely crossed, his trench coat hanging open. When he heard footsteps, he looked up. Talia stood bathed in the orange sunset glow. The crimson dress made her skin look luminous, and her refined makeup made her look like a celebrity walking the red carpet. She looked radiant and captivating, impossible to look away from. Quentin usually had a carefree, unserious air about him, but at this moment, he openly showed his astonishment. His gaze fell on Talia, studying her, watching her, taking her in. But his l

His face was all pout, and my heart flipped. “God, he’s such a menace,” I muttered. Summer leaned over to peek. “Damn. That man is weaponized. How do you say no to that face?” “I don’t,” I admitted shamelessly. *** The next morning, Summer had already left by the time I woke up, but she’d left a note: He’s probably already outside waiting for you. Wear sunscreen, bitch. – S

Summer immediately saw some strange things. She glanced at the man, who was watching her eagerly, and opened the album. The moment she opened the album, Summer tossed the phone away in horror.

He kept his look consistent until she hesitantly let up on the stranglehold she had on the book and given it over to him. He reclined and flipped through the polished pages, stopping to a great extent prior to smiling innocently up at her. He looked so stunningly attractive that briefly she didn't understand that he was conversing with her. "My apologies, since I didn't exactly get what I am seeing through you right now." She murmured and his smile extended as he flipped the book toward her, tapping his long pointer on the image of a smiling dark Labrador retriever. "I had one very much like this," he informed and she scowled.

Summer was attempting to kill herself. Luckily, Summer still stepped on the brake and slowed down the car speed at the end. Otherwise, Adrian would have left this beautiful world just now. “The Summer I know is not a bunny, but a young fox who drinks blood.” James frowned and said, “My family members attempted to kill me once. My body was covered in blood, and I almost died. Usually, most people will be afraid, especially people like Ms. Summer, but she was not afraid when she saw me. Do you know what I saw from her eyes?”

Summer rubbed her cheek that her mother had just pinched. "Honey, haven't you always called me the most beautiful woman in the world? Why are you calling Aunt Emily prettier than me now?" Sky grumbled. Summer chuckled. "Sorry, Mama. I have to tell the truth. Aunt Emily dresses well, and she smells better. Maybe if you took better care of yourself, you could be as beautiful as she is, Mama. You're only slightly less." The toddler pinched the air with her index finger and thumb. Her behavior made Cayden and Emily laugh.

34 - Crawl to Me Damon My hands clenched as Summer slowly kneeled on the carpet. She looked hot as fuck in the tiny maid costume. She didn’t even need to wear it. She was practically naked. Her breathing increased when I stayed silent, anticipating what I’d say next. “Come here,” I said, eyeing her perfect tits. She went to stand up, but I interrupted her, “I did not give you permission to stand.” She kneeled again, her wide eyes on me as I said, “Crawl to me.”