JacobI watched as my ex-girlfriend secretly downed one shot after another, oblivious to Samuel's absence. She hadn't realized that she didn't need to worry about him, since Samuel and Clara had left nearly forty-five minutes ago, leaving me in charge of the kids who were not-so kids in reality. But she didn't notice. Of course, how could she? She was too engrossed with her boy-toy and friends to even glance at anyone. Especially me.It was as if I didn't fucking exist to her, and it bothered me. It really fucking did. I was so used to having her attention all on me, only me, that now, deprived of it, I felt like a teenager craving the attention of his favorite girl in college. It was fucked up, but it was the truth.I wanted Evelyn's eyes on me as much as my eyes were on her. She was fucking mine to take and I didn't fucking like the idea of sharing but right now basically everyone had her but...not me.I watched as she took another shot, Nancy sneaking it to her. Cameron chuckled as
Jacob.In my mind, I counted to three. Slowly, I took control of my rage, my pent-up frustration, and my sexual desires that were teetering on the edge as I watched her, all riled up. Even in her anger and drunkenness, she looked beautiful.But beauty didn't excuse her misbehavior.She thought she could do whatever she wanted—she needed to think again."Don't blame me later. You fucking asked for it." Without a shred of doubt, I leaned down, slid my hands around the back of her knees, and hoisted her over my shoulder. Her perfectly round butt was so close to my face—I almost had the urge to bite it, but then again, we were in front of her friends.God! I couldn't even describe my emotions—I was mad, pissed, and, above all, I was incredibly horny. She turned me on as much as she made me angry."What the fuck!" she yelled, throwing her tiny fists against my back—they felt like raindrops against my skin. "Let me go, you fucking asshole!" I ignored her and flashed a smile towards her frie
EvelynThe morning light pierced through my eyelids, stirring me from my slumber. As I blinked open my eyes, I winced, immediately assaulted by a pounding headache. No, I hadn't just become aware of it; the ache had been lurking even in my dreams.Fuck this!A soft groan escaped my lips as I pressed my palms against my throbbing temples. Memories from last night floated hazily in my mind, elusive and fragmented. I recalled being with my friends, pretending to have a good time, Jacob, Clara, and Dad on the patio. Then Dad and Clara had apparently left, but what happened next?Fuck! What did I do after they left?I pushed myself upright, bracing my weight on my hands as I sat on the edge of the bed."Think, Evelyn. Get your shit together and think," I urged my brain to piece together the events of last night, but all I got in return was a surge of pain, likely a consequence of drowning myself in alcohol. The sharp ache shot from my eyebrows to the back of my skull, and another groan sli
Evelyn“You didn’t tell me you had a party going on here on the beachside—I thought it’d just be a walk by the beach,” I chuckled, swaying with the music as it thumped around us, the star-filled sky above, the wind tousling my hair while Cameron gently tucked a few loose strands behind my ear.“I was afraid that scary-looking friend of your dad wouldn’t let you come if he got even a hint,” he laughed, sliding his hand around my waist and pulling me closer. Suddenly, I grew aware of our proximity, my senses heightening. “So, I kept it a secret.” He kissed my cheek, and though my body froze, I didn’t pull away. I didn’t want to.I needed this distraction. Wasn’t this what I wanted? A connection that progressed smoothly, nothing too fast or frantic, just smooth sailing? But that came with its own downsides—no butterflies, no flutters of your heart, and no sparks.“Well,” I slipped my hands around his neck, our bodies swaying with the music, in perfect rhythm. From the corner of my eye, I
EvelynI halted in my tracks, his voice slicing through the silence like a knife. Then came the click, and suddenly the bar lights flickered on, casting a warm glow over the staircase and illuminating my figure. A peculiar heat crept up my skin, seeping into my flesh and bones—his voice, resonant and deep, carried an edge that sent my heart into a frenzy.Summoning my courage, I clenched and unclenched my fists before finally turning to face him, meeting his gaze head-on. There he sat on a bar stool, his appearance starkly different from the morning encounter. Shirtless, every contour of his sculpted muscles on display, the veins in his arms prominent. Strands of hair fell across his forehead, offering tantalizing glimpses of his enchanting green eyes. In his hand, a glass of whiskey, his favorite brand—ironic, considering Dad despised it yet still brought it home upon Jacob's arrival, despite claiming to loathe his best friend now. Strange, wasn't it?Everyone still fucking loved Jac
Warning/ Trigger warning This book contains strong mature content and illicit language, read at your own risk. *****A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he leaned closer, his warm breath grazing my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine. "What's your reason, may I ask?"I swallowed hard, my voice barely a whisper as I confessed, "I... I had a hangover."Jacob's lips brushed against my earlobe, "People only drink for two reasons, Evelyn," he murmured, the sensation sending a jolt through my body and I clenched my thighs together, "Either for pleasure or pain."If I wasn't in the pool, surely my arousal could have proven to be enough of a good reason for my dampened panties. "What is your reason?" "Both." I unknowingly confessed and A smirk curved on his tempting lips, his eyes glinting with a knowing spark."I see. You appear rather stressed. Is there anything I can do to help you relax?" That suggestive tone.....******A few days ago: Evelyn "You have no right to look this b
Evelyn.The morning sunlight infiltrated the room through the window, its warm rays rousing me from my slumber. I reluctantly pried my eyes open, only to have them promptly shut again in protest against the intrusive light.Letting out a disgruntled sigh, I buried my face in the pillow, hoping to shield myself from the unwelcome morning.Mornings. Ugh! I despised them with a passion.Even more than my periods.Groaning, I finally dragged myself out of bed, deliberately averting my gaze from the blinding sun, I stumbled my way to the bathroom. As usual, I brushed my teeth at a tortoise's pace, trying to delay the inevitable start of the day.As usual, I brushed my teeth at a tortoise's pace and took a shower. I made sure to scrub away any remnants of sleep, unwilling to risk looking like a ghost amidst the uncertainty of potential guests.While the gathering had mostly been arranged amongst family members, I vaguely recalled my dad mentioning a few of his friends being invited, too.I
Evelyn.Leaning against the balcony railing, I took a sip of my coffee, its bittersweet flavour providing a much-needed respite from the stress that threatened to consume me. By conveniently feigning a headache, I managed to escape the formalities of greeting the arriving guests one by one, effectively dodging any encounter with Jacob.Damn, that man seemed to defy logic with his ever-growing handsomeness.From my vantage point, I could see the gathering around the poolside. It was like a scene straight out of a poolside party movie. Handsome men were aplenty, some being Dad's business partners' sons, while others represented their fathers' interests.But amidst this sea of attractive individuals, my eyes only craved stolen glances at the green-eyed Italian male perched on a chaise lounge. Unlike the others, he maintained a certain air of casual elegance, leaving only a few buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of the gold chain around his neck. Every now and then, I caught a tantalisin