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SOREN
Having my own private life had been great until three years ago when we lost Clara— my little sister and third child of the Rivera family.
She was found dead on an abandoned hill after been kidnapped.
People said her death was mysterious but I knew she was killed by father's rival business partners.
After that incident, our family never remained the same.
We lived under fear and father out of being overprotective declared we all lived under a roof.
To him, that was the only way to keep us safe from the outside world.
Sometimes, like today I get tired of the family house and settle for my private space— a Duplex on the island I bought a year ago.
Often, I came here to relax. Mostly, to breath new air.
Living alongside the others were kinda suffocating.
Dad treated us like kids and mom too wasn't helping matters either. In fact, hers was worse.
She always proved to be the mother eagle who should watch over her eaglets and spread her wings to shield them.
She called it motherly love but I didn't see it that way.
No, not at all.
They; both mom and dad still hadn't recovered from Clara's death yet and all they wanted to do, was stop the chaos from ringing back again.
I sank into my couch, a mug of milk in hand. I could never do without having a mug or two every morning.
It helped, a fuck lot.
I only had two days left until I resumed being the man my dad wanted me to be.
I never had passion for business, all I wanted to do was create life with my sketches and amazing drawings.
I was an excellent artist, but my talent never went beyond just my room.
Dad never allowed it. He needed someone to take over the family's business and he saw me as the perfect candidate.
To me, it was being cruel but to my father, it was a blessing.
He could have picked perfect son Simon or daughter, Sienna but no.
I was the irresponsible one and just as dad had said, having some weight on my shoulder would get me to be the opposite.
Speaking about that witch, Sienna. I was starting to miss her.
Even though she was one annoying brat Lucifer created, she never ceased to make my heart flutter.
I picked up my phone to text her.
Yesterday, I did things to her with my cock. She was a virgin but I fucked her like a slut.
She might be in so much pain..my cock didn't was too big for her tight hole.
Having sex with Sienna was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Though it felt so wrong, I just couldn't bring myself to stop wanting more.
I wished to have her as my Submissive, it'd be so much fun.
So much ecstacy.
I opened my WhatsApp and tapped on her ID icon. I had her name saved as Witch, it had always been saved that way.
That was the perfect name for a sharp-tongued vixen like her.
-- Would you like some ice-cream?
I typed in. I wanted to tap on backspace but I mistakenly dropped the message.
Fuck!
It marked two ticks and in less than a second, the ticks turned blue.
She had seen the message. Like she had been waiting forever for it.
😈 Witch~ Ice-cream?
-- You aren't blind, are you?
😈 Witch~ Is this you treating me or luring me into your bed again, you devil.
I scoffed, like seriously?
-- If I wanted to fuck you, I would come out straight not hiding under the pretense of treating you to ice-cream. Grow up, Sienna. You're clocking 25 soon.
😈 Witch~ I don't want your ice-cream, Soren. I would be going to the mall with Simon in a few minutes. Ring up one of your submissive and leave me the hell alone.
Simon again?!
Why was she so obsessed with him?
She's mine, I growled, balling my fists.
Did she forget that?
******
SIENNA
I only said that to get him jealous.
Hell, why did I do that in the first place? Why did I ever want him to get jealous and worse, why did I mention Simon?
"Are you even listening to me?" Mia nudged me by my side. I turned to her with a fake smile on my face.
"Uh, what were you saying?"
She sighed, giving me a duh face next. "Who are you texting? Do you have a boyfriend now?"
"Mia, I…" she didn't even allow me to speak before interrupting again.
"Aww…. Tell me all about it." She squealed.
Damn, what had I gotten myself into?
I stood, pulling Mia's hand. "I think it's high time you went home. You know…" I shrugged, "I think you need some rest. Your brain is overreacting."
"At least allow me finish what I saying?"
About sex with her boyfriend, Jesse?
"Damn, no Mia. I'm not…. interested…" I replied, clamping my thighs together.
I swear, my pussy was damp from her erotic story.
"Tell me, Sienna." Mia inched closer, whispering into my ear, "are you wet?"
I gasped, yelling, "Mia!"
"Ouch." She winced when I slapped her in the arm. "I was just asking?"
"Mia, are you leaving or not?" I gestured at the door.
"Oh, Sien…." She pulled me into a hug, faking tears. "Is this how best friends treat eachother? Have you found a better friend? Tell me and I promise I'm going to spank the hell outta her."
"Argh…" I groaned. So dramatic.
"Shut up." I slapped her arm, breaking the hug. "there's no one.. I'm just not comfortable with your...your story. I'm wet, indeed."
"Uh, really?" She cupped my cheeks, her brown eyes staring at me cutely. "Don't you think you're wasting too much juice, Sien? It should be spilled on a tongue not your panties."
My brow widened and at that moment, I felt more orgasm spill.
"Mia.." I was about to
speak when Soren's text came in.
«Come out, right now»
I drew in a shaky breath, unable to exhale.
Why was he here? Why did he come?