EVANGELINE.I stared down at my dress and the red color that spread all over it, slowly becoming the map of someplace I had no idea about. The waiter stood to her feet, obviously worried she'd ruined a million-dollar dress. I wasn't mad at her in the slightest, mistakes like that do happen, and there isn't anything to be done about it or anyone to be blamed."I'm so sorry!" She shrieked, and her voice trembled as she moved closer to me, examining the dress with horrified eyes. "I'd pay for dry cleaning and every other thing you want! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" I'm so sorry. The waiter chanted it for so long I was beginning to think it was new slang. I did understand her plight. She'd probably lose her job if someone like Asher filed a complaint."Are you injured?" I asked the first question that popped into my mind as I examined the parts of her body I could see. My eyes landed on a cut on her hand, most likely caused by the shards of glass. It bled. "Oh, my! I think I h
ASHER.I'd begun to feel vibrations run down my spine at an insane speed when she turned to me and asked for help, although I knew it was the last thing she probably wanted to do. That didn't matter. What matters is— it was happening anyways. I was engulfed in the strong smell of vanilla when I walked to her, and I felt my blood start to rise in a way that it should not.The room grew hotter with every passing second. I breathed harshly, slowly lifting my hand and getting a hold of her zip while staring at her neckline. I wasn't able to get away even as I violently struggled to. I tried not to touch her in any appropriate way. Why was I having those thoughts anyways? Tonight was supposed to be a business night— we were supposed to talk about Marcus and how I wanted to help, but we've swerved from our original plans.It took longer than it should have, but I was done. I unzipped it just a little, enough for her to be able to fight off the rest by herself. My breathing grew more raged a
AXEL.How far can one go without a response from a random lady that just managed to slip into one's mind space? Well, two days, maybe, seeing as I picked up my phone to dial Mercury's number again. The room was hot. It would be, especially when I had a girl fisting my dick as I tried to call."Do you want me to use my mouth?" She asked, giving me the cute stare that I found rather disgusting because her eyes looked like they stopped loading at forty percent. They were way too small. And was she supposed to ask this?"Do what you like, Birdy," I said, breathing harshly without looking away from my phone. "As long as you make me cum." I glanced at her this time, trying to see the size of her mouth and how wide enough it'd be for my load. She was a new girl, so I didn't know the extent of her expertise. "Don't use your teeth," I finally said."Uh-huh, yes, Daddy," She moaned. The bitch was probably faking it. Birdy tucked her hair behind her ears before kneeling before me, and I spread
EVANGELINE."Don't bother, don't even ask how my day went because I swear to God, I don't even want to talk about it! How can everything be so shitty at the same time!?" I yelled as I walked into the house and flung my bag to the chair.After yesterday when I realized Asher was Axel's brother and he dropped me off at home, my life has been a combination of one shitty event to the other for no reason I understood! Today, I had to face Mercury regarding the disruption that a "handsome stranger" caused— Axel— during work hours. Does she not know him? I'd seen her with Asher, so it was only right she knew him, too. Everything Mercury told me today had embedded fear deep inside my chest. It was possible to get suspended for such disruption, and I CANNOT get suspended, not when I had no backup plan. I didn't understand how inconsiderate people could get at times.Axel willingly walked into AULA. What does that have to do with me? I didn't realize I'd been fighting with my shoe while in my r
EVANGELINE.Why was I even doing this? I realized it was too late to be asking when I caught a glimpse of Axel's smile across me in the limousine. I didn't know what to say or do, so I gladly took pride in watching my feet. It was terrifying— knowing that it was a party and I barely knew anyone there, even the narcissistic jerkass I was going with.He was clad in a black tuxedo that made him look more like his brother; watching him made me remember Asher for no reason. He looked majestic in it, and I began to wonder why he didn't do the business 'things' that Asher also does. Axel's hair was slicked back with a curl left to dangle on his forehead. His appearance was way more pleasing than I expected. "You will bore a hole into me if you keep looking at me like that," he said softly, and I looked away immediately, feeling the intensity of his gaze on my face. Seriously, what was I thinking? "But that's okay. Look at me all you want.""No," I scoffed. "I'm just awed seeing the extent t
EVANGELINE."The den of delinquents?" I quizzed as I walked with him. "Really? Why did I think this was going to be a normal birthday party? I mean, it's You.""Right?" Axel said without looking at me. His gaze was fixed on Mike as we went down the hall. "Why would I ever attend a party as ordinary as this?" He finally turned to me, a smug grin on his face, then he said to me, reassuringly. "Don't worry, my little butterfly. You're safe with me."Why did that even make me more terrified than I was in the beginning? "Sure," I rolled my eyes. "I feel so safe that I could die. On the other hand, I'm not being led to a traffic ring, am I?""Bold of you to think…" He looked down at me, squinting a little.."Well, you're…worthy of being trafficked, but I'd like you for myself so…"Ugh! "Can you be less flirty?""Depends," He shrugged, keeping his gaze intact. "Do YOU want me to be less flirty?" Axel's orbs bored into mine, then his gaze fell to my neck, then up to my face, again, and I swear
AXEL.The disc jockey killed the music, and the bar went quiet, enough for me to hear the cracks of broken glass under my feet as I walked away from his barely conscious body to Evangeline, who looked so pale as though she'd seen a ghost. I didn't blame her. It wasn't every time a person got to witness such. "Are you hurt?" I asked, placing my hand on her shoulder, and she shook, looking up at me as though she tried to find a response.Evangeline's lips twitched, but she wasn't saying anything, just exchanging glances with me and the unconscious man. I'd spotted him from afar while speaking with Mike and a few of our acquaintances. At first, I thought he was a random guy trying to hit on her till I saw the fear on her face when he pushed her back into her seat. There and then, the room went red, and till this moment, while I stood before her, I was still trying to find the logic in my actions."Look, I-" "Behind you!" Evangeline yelled as she pointed. I reflexively ducked as I felt t
ASHER.It was the weekend, a faithful Sunday, and I was desperate to see Evangeline. I still think about how abruptly we ended that day, and it doesn't quite sit well with me. What caused her to become so cold and threw her in a hurry to leave? Was it Axel? All this I thought of while I rolled on my bed, shielding my eyes from the deadly sun that pushed its way through the curtains.This was the first day in months that I'd gotten to sleep in. It felt so good to wake up way earlier than I normally should, and I began to question if this was what peace felt like. I contemplated calling Evangeline today and finding a way to spread my free time with her, but I wouldn't dare to ruin my chances by being too clingy or showing up at her place, even though that was what the tiny, deceitful voice in my head asked me to.Today I should spend time reading and be with Esther and Axel if he was around, but he was rarely ever available on the weekends. My brother preferred to spend his free days— w