PIERRE POVA pained hiss escaped through my clenched teeth before I pinched my eyes shut, intimately relishing the ugly burn of the disinfectant against my bruised knee.Honestly speaking though, why the hell did the disinfectant have to hurt like this? Whoever implemented them needs some serious therapy.“Does it hurt?” Mom’s sweet and gentle voice called out, and I managed a small nod after that. I could have done it all by myself; taken care of my own bruises and dressed them well. But having my mother-hen was far way better, and it made my mind not wander into the unholiest places of this world.After a long day of… crazy, and as soon as I shredded my clothes to reveal ugly bruises all over my body, all caused by... You know what, mom jumped instantly to sort me out.To say I was appalled will be an understatement. Actually, I didn't even know how to feel because what I saw, and what I came to learn today left me with so many questions about the kind of man Poseidon was. I don't k
PIERRE POVThe peace and quiet I so badly craved seemed to be farfetched that overall fantasy Something did tell me that being a foot inside Poseidon's world wasn't going to do me any good, but I never actually understood the density of how ugly it can actually get if I ever allow myself to go wherever he wanted. As soon as David dropped me off at the parking lot and drove off, I knew it instantly that there was a change in the atmosphere. And no, it wasn't a good change.I could feel the negativity dripping like vapor on glass, on a very cold winter day. It was there, vicious and freezing the blood in my veins. I tried keeping my head down the entire time to avoid curious, hatred-filled glances that were thrown my way, but that didn't mean I couldn't feel them. The annoying sensation of having eyes following you all around came from all directions, and I was at the front, center, and squared for the attack of it all. I settled with a facade of strength, tried to keep my composure
POSEIDON POV“Aren’t you going to say anything?” Elon asked for the millionth time making me wish I had a sjambock to jam it right in the middle of his head just to silence him. And the worst thing was that currently, he had his face was just an inch from mine as he waited patiently for me to feed his unending curiosity. I swear something went wrong during the process of his creation. I have never seen a man who was so infatuated with gossip as Elon in all my life. There's being curious about life and everything, and there's Elon's way. Two different things.“About what? Get the hell away from me.” I swatted his face with my hand causing him to chuckle before he fell backward. He jumped up and started doing his usual dance. Something always convinced me that he thought he really looked good while he was swinging like that. Little did he know that he looked like nothing except for a mosquito that was having a serious seizure.Not that I have seen one. But the bottom line, he was not co
PIERRE POVDURING the ride home, I kept convincing myself that everything was all okay. Despite the heavy feeling that was weighing me down. At least him paying zero attention to me meant that people would finally get off my case and start focusing on something or somebody else.That made more sense. Not even Newton’s law of motion could compare to it.But why the hell did it hurt so much? Was I truly still so infatuated with the man who was so out of reach from me? And why did it hurt by just thinking of it? I mean me, the barely recognized kid, being seen together with the school's prince charming. Huh! Even dreams are not that crazy. It was a done deal. Poseidon and I could only be brothers at home, and strangers out in public. Nothing was ever going to come out of this entanglement we had going. I didn't want the attention that came with being the popular kid, and today, was living proof of why I should steer clear of him.But Poseidon… Gosh, that boy made me sit on a sharp poin
POSEIDON POVREJECTION!HARD! COLD! MERCILESS REJECTION.I never thought I would have a taste of one, but now I knew what it tasted like. And man was it bitter.There was only one word I could use to describe my relationship with Pierre. And no, it wasn't brother or stepbrother. As of now, I have acceptably come to terms that our relationship had long surpassed all levels of normalcy and abnormalcy, and there was only one word remaining for it. It was a good ol' COMPLICATED. The idea of seeing him hurt crippled and angered me more than any other thing in this universe alone while the idea of him being happy filled me with a different kind of drug that intoxicated me until I felt it overriding my system. I tell you, seeing him smile and laughing out heartily always made me feel like I can run around the whole campus, naked. All I wanted was to see him smile because it brought me a different kind of fulfillment. It made me happy. And for him to be so guarded against me, not wanting a
PIERRE POV“YOU WERE RIGHT,” I screamed over the music, into Henry’s ear."THIS PLACE IS CRAAAAAZY!!!" He turned to look at me and then grinned.“I KNOW RIGHT.” He winked before turning to look at the girl he has been dancing with the entire evening. Lucky guy, he was able to find someone to keep him busy while I was all by myself here. Not minding about him and the fact that I was going solo, I thrust my hands into the air, closed my eyes, and then let the music carry me. The loudness of the music as it poured from the big sub-hoofers, the buzz of people screaming their lungs out and jumping at the beat of the song, I let it all infest my mind and body. And I found myself drifting further and further like somebody possessed. I swear I was missing out on a lot of things.“YOU WANT SOMETHING TO DRINK?” Elijah came pushing through the crowd before screaming into my ear.“I DON’T DRINK.” This was crazy, all of the shoutings. But I so fuckin’ loved it. I didn't know partying could be this
POSEIDON POV“Kiss me, Pierre,” It was so desperate of me to beg for a kiss. But the idea of what came next made it all worth it. He snapped out of the trance he was in before he threw his arms around my neck, his nose flaring with a sharp intake of breath. I lowered my hands to his lower body, secured them at his lean waist, and pulled him closer to me. A very odd exhilarating shiver ran down my spine when he opened his mouth, allowing me entrance to taste the inside of him. As soon as our tongues brushed against each other, I felt my blood trickling down under the surface of my skin, all the way to my brain, coaxing it to send a delirium of heat that lit me on fire. I moaned longingly into his mouth, tearing a small whimper of pleasure from him. He loved it, I could tell by the small guttaral noises he was making at the back of his throat.I broke the kiss and pulled off from his face, but not before nibbling his bottom lip.“You taste so good,” I commented dragging him into a tigh
PIERRE POVAs much as I was gnawed by a deep sense of curiosity, I didn’t want to ruin the mood by being a busybody and asking unnecessary questions about where it was he was taking me, or what it was he had planned to do with me the entire night. All that mattered was that I was with him, and the thing I have been praying for since our eyes met in that dining room was happening.Just being alone with him, sensuality dripping heavily in the air. The way he had kissed made me feel like I can really have all that I have been wishing for. Being an exclusive party of me and having access to him in ways that... nobody else has ever had. It was still safe to say that I was still deeply infatuated by the incident from a year ago. And as much as I tried to get over it and bury it in the deepest pits of my mind, I couldn't.Poseidon was that kind of factor that was just there, revelling beneath surface of my being. So this ride, I was going to enjoy it to the maximum. I knew that the day was