MICHAEL
"Congratulations to the man who just got canceled. This toast is for you, Michael Montero," their cheers filled my ears, drowning out the loud thumping music from the club's speakers.That disastrous wedding ended far too early. My bride vanished, along with the money I was promised."I was planning on asking how your honeymoon would go, but then..." they jeered at me.My cousin, Aaron, nudged my shoulder, causing me to spill my drink on the floor."Hey!""Man, you could've hit the jackpot," he hissed.Raising my eyebrows, I made a face. "Jackpot? Have you seen the bitch for you to say that?" I scoffed. "She's only 18 years old, clearly immature."The twins, Cole and Enzo, burst into laughter while Aaron seemed confident in his choice of words to describe my supposed bride."You talk like you never had a red mountain on the top of your nose when we were in high school," teased Enzo, which Cole wheezed about."Can you not remind me of that nightmare?"Aaron pulled out his phone and showed them a picture of a girl. "This was your bride," he said.Not that I cared. I drank my liquor straight up and leaned back on the couch, watching the twins cross their eyes at the picture."Holy crap!" Cole exclaimed. "Bro, you missed out on something incredible!"Showing them my left palm, I declined their invitation. "Enjoy indulging in her loose and promiscuous ways, gents. I'm good right here.""Yeah, I definitely would," Enzo licked his lips.Squinting my eyes, I opened another bottle and chugged down the beer.Aaron turned his phone towards me. When I saw it, I choked on my drink. The cold liquid went up my nose, causing my lungs to burn."See? I told you, she's a jackpot," Aaron sneered at me."Fuck!" Wiping my mouth, I took a second look.Those innocent pair of eyes that resemble the color of the greenest forest, lips that formed the shape of love and the face of an angel.That girl. She's the one I bumped into this morning!"He's whipped," Enzo threw a crumpled tissue at my forehead, and I didn't even flinch."Bro, if I got the chance to be with that young woman, I would..." Cole clamped his lower lip and made a suggestive gesture with two fingers thrusting in the air."You do realize you're pushing 30 this year, right?" Aaron grimaced."I like teenagers," Cole admitted. "Teenagers are wild. Besides, age is just a number when it comes to pleasure.""Define 'jail'," Enzo mocked his twin."I saw her," I told them."Of course, you did." Aaron pocketed his phone. "Uncle Jack showed you her picture before you agreed to the marriage thingy, remember?"Now that explains why she looked somewhat familiar."Nah, he was like 'I don't care, little girls ain't my type'." Enzo shook his head, and he guessed right."If I were you, the moment I saw that picture, I would have barged into her room and had my way with her," said Cole. "Imagine having that babe by your side every single day. I'd make her scream my name and spank her curvy ass.""Man," chided Aaron. "That's just straight perversion."As they indulged in their wild fantasies about her, my mind couldn't help but replay the vivid memories of our encounter. I could still feel the warmth of her body against mine, the way her hips effortlessly fit into the palm of my hands, and the softness of her breasts as they pressed against my chest.The intensity of those moments made it impossible for me to forget it.Yeah, she might be worth it."I saw her in person," I uttered, snapping their heads to look at me in sync."Say what?""When?""This morning," I answered. "Guess she wasn't ready to get married yet." Pouting my lips, I added."Or maybe she got scared of you," Enzo said."And what do you mean by that?""If you G****e Michael H. Montero, the definition says, 'a greedy wolf who likes to taste all women with shaved vulvas in the world'," Enzo answered.Rolling my eyes, I drank the last drop of my beer and pointed my finger at him. "Your momma said you were adopted.""Where are you going?" Aaron asked as I stood up."I'm thinking about facing a white-haired demon, so to answer your question, I'm going to hell." Patting his shoulder, I marched towards the exit."Hey!" Cole shouted. "You haven't placed your cut, you ungenerous greedy motherfuc--"Closing the door behind me, I lit a cigarette and drove to the mansion.Despite my deep aversion to setting foot on my family's land, I found myself compelled to do so. I reluctantly agreed to the wedding that my family had orchestrated, allowing them to dictate this crucial aspect of my life.The sole reason behind this compliance was my unwavering pursuit of the vast inheritance that awaited me, an unimaginable fortune worth billions.It should be in my hands right now if that young and sexy bitch hadn't disappeared."What do you mean you won't give me anything?" I asked, close to yelling, as I stared at an older version of myself looking back at me."Do you have a ring on your finger, Mike?""She ran away, it wasn't my fault. It was her choice, not mine," I defended. "Remember that I agreed to this stupid fucking wedding even though I didn't want to?""One more time you raise your voice, and you'll show up at the board meeting with a bruise on your face, hear me?" Dad clenched his jaw.Looking away, I ground my teeth."I have no idea why Natasha would run off. I know that young girl, and she has a good heart.""What are you implying?""There are many possibilities as to why she did that," he gave me a suspicious look.I mirthlessly chuckled, "Are you seriously thinking that I scared her off or paid her?""Yes," he replied without hesitation."Unbelievable!""Her family owns a good company, and I'm very interested in it," he said. "Whether you did something about her disappearance or not, you will find her.""What?!" I smacked my forehead. "Why can't you just find someone else?""You will find her and marry her, or you won't get a piece of the money you want."Three months later..."Oh, Michael! Unh!"She bounced on top of me like a leaping frog. I had penetrated her with my sword, and she was fucking loving it.My phone rang for the third time, and I had been ignoring it. I was having a good time."You feel so good inside me," she giggled annoyingly.My phone rang again and this time, I picked it up. "This better be good, Aaron.""I found the one that got away as per your request. You're welcome, and I expect you to pay me ten grand right now."Pausing for a moment, I forgot that a woman was choking herself with my manhood down there. "How?""It's called magic," he snorted. "I'll text you the address, and don't mess this up."Without a care, I pushed the woman off of me and dressed up. I was literally in the middle of receiving a blowjob."Hey, what the hell?" the woman complained."Who was that?""Send me the address, I'm heading to her.""May I suggest that you freshen up first? I feel like I interrupted a heavenly moment.""Shut the fuck up, Aaron."Ending the call, I jogged to the hotel elevator and left.Holding a grudge against that girl, I still hadn't received my money, and she was going to pay for it."You are so dead, Natasha Kaufman."NATASHAAs the rain poured down heavily in the middle of summer, the night sky was shrouded in thick clouds, and the thunder rumbled ominously.Flipping the sign from OPEN to CLOSE, I untied my apron and placed it in my locker."Here's your wage for today," Doris handed me the fruits of my hard work, not even bothering to put it in an envelope. "After tax, and deducting the daily installment pay for your rent."Doris, my boss at the diner where I had been working since I fled the city, also happened to be the landlady of the apartment I sought refuge in."Thanks, Doris.""Don't thank me," her snobbish face and strong voice made her seem like a terror witch, but in reality, she had a heart of gold. "You earned it."She gave me a wide smile and shooed me out of her diner."Watch out for the dark corners, you know how dangerous this place can be at night, especially when you're as pretty as you are."Shaking my head, I brushed off that thought."See you tomorrow!" I waved my hand at her b
MICHAEL"You were supposed to call me the moment you found her!" Aaron yelled at me through the phone. I couldn't help but remind him that I was two years older than him."So, did you?" he asked impatiently.Rolling my eyes, I leaned on the banister of the balcony and glanced inside the hotel room."Yes, I did.""Great! So, how was it?""I fucking found her right before those three fucking pigs could molest her in a dark alley," I replied, my voice dripping with scorn."What?!""She was in shock last night," I explained. "I couldn't talk to her.""How is she now? Is she okay?""Of course, goddamn it, she's fine," I snapped, unable to contain my irritation. "She's with me.""And?""I want to get back at those motherfucking pigs.""Whoa, whoa, hold on. I thought you said you planned to take her with you and get your money. Where is all this madness coming from?"That's the question. That's the fucking question.Why am I so enraged?People may label me a monster due to my obsession with m
NATASHA I had a rough night, but I was also blessed with good sight. "Mike," I whispered his name, feeling a flush on my cheeks. Biting my lower lip, I reminisced about his face - the way he looked at me, the way he smiled. He's my savior, and I should be more grateful. I want to offer him something to thank him properly. But what should I do? Maybe I could give him an apple as a token of appreciation. No, that's not enough. I gave him the longest kiss I could offer. And his lips tasted nice and soft. I feel like I want to kiss him more. Is that wrong? "You weren't in your apartment last night, you clocked in late, and now you're spacing out, smiling like an idiot. What's with you?" Doris had her right hand on her hips, while the other held a stack of receipts. "Sorry," I forced a toothy grin, and she shook her head. "Table nine, that cute guy specifically asked for the waitress named 'Tasha' to take his order." My eyes immediately searched for the table and found the appeali
MICHAEL"Someone's gonna get laid tonight," Cole teased while sitting on one of the boxes they delivered to my cheap rented apartment.Throwing him daggers, the bastard only laughed at my face. "If you're not going to say something necessary, you can get out of my place."Raspberry, Cole stretched to his side to reach the neatly folded clothes Tasha left and smelled them. Perv."Hey, hands off."Chortling like Santa Claus, he wiggled the skirt while making weird noises only a lunatic makes."Hey, Cole, if you're not going to help me with this couch, I'm gonna have your face shoved in Aaron's anus." His twin threw his shoes right at his face."What the--" Pointing his finger at Enzo, he lazily stood up and tossed the skirt at me. "Mr. Possessive is being sensitive whenever we talk about his 'the one that ran away'.""Bet he would," Aaron snickered while pushing the new cabinet flat against the newly painted wall. "Who wouldn't get cranky after being celibate for months?"Enzo laughed h
NATASHAArriving at my flat, I couldn't help but beam. I was overjoyed to have spent an entire day with a charming man like Mike."Here we are," he announced as he pulled his car to a stop. "Back home, safe and sound."I knew it was my cue to leave, but a part of me didn't want to.Turning to look at him, I was met with his incredibly handsome face. How could a man be so perfect?"Thank you, Mike," I said in a soft voice, clutching my bag and tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "I've never felt so liberated in my entire life.""I'm glad I could make you happy," he replied, his voice naturally seductive. I could listen to him all day and never tire of it.He was charming and flirtatious, albeit a bit quirky at times. His gaze made me self-conscious, but oddly, I enjoyed the attention he gave me."Just a friendly reminder, don't walk down that alley again. It's dangerous," he advised, referring to the incident from the other night."I wouldn't want a repeat of that," I agreed, my ga
MICHAELA kiss was all she asked for, but damn, she wanted more.Her body fit perfectly in my arms. Hell, her waist was so good to hold. I'd love to hold it while guiding her as she rode me."Oh, Mike..." she whimpered as I sipped at the skin of her neck.She smelled so good, and the soft noises she made sounded like thousands of angels singing in my ears, as if the gates of heaven were beginning to open."Do you really want this?" I asked, seeking assurance.I never asked the women I bed if they were sure about what would happen next. They were always the ones to initiate the battle in bed. But right now, what has gotten into me?There's nothing sweet about me. I kiss rough, I fuck hard."Yes," she breathed.Running my fingers through her yellow hair, I lightly tugged it to gain better access to her neck, savoring the growing fetish I had for her.Damn, I wanted to leave marks on every inch of her skin. I wanted to claim her. I wanted to have her.Setting her on the counter, our eyes
NATASHAI feel like I'm in heaven. Or, more accurately, he's the one leading me there.My skin is exposed to the night, and I should be feeling the chill. Yet, his tender caresses generate such warmth that I can't help but perspire.Although I'm lying in bed, he leaves me gasping for breath."Mike..." His name escapes my lips as a knot of anticipation forms in my stomach.Tonight, every sensation is a revelation. It's an exhilarating experience I never imagined I'd encounter.My hand finds its way to the back of his head while my hips instinctively respond to the tantalizing movements of his tongue exploring my intimate area.I feel like I'm scaling a towering mountain solo, and I can already glimpse the summit.As I grip and tug at the sheets, my eyes roll back, overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure electrifying every nerve in my body.A swarm of butterflies takes flight in my stomach. Stars twinkle behind my tightly shut eyelids as I ascend to the clouds. My legs tremble with satisfa
MICHAELHer scent, her whimpers—the softness of her skin, the sight of her beauty.Damn, I want her. I still do."Yes! Yes, Michael! Fuck me hard, please?" The voice of the woman I have as Tasha's replace begged.Handpicked. She's got the blonde hair and nice soft skin just like Tasha. But I have to take her from behind. I don't want to see her face, for all I can think of is banging the shit out of that young woman.I pounded hard, imagining Tasha's face when I ate her. Her moans still ring in my head.She was begging for me, she wanted me to have her. She wanted me to be her first. But why the fuck did I refuse? I have rules.Fucked up rules. I want to break them."Michael! Oh, Michael!" She chanted my name like I'm a saint. But that's not the voice I wanted to hear; I want Tasha.I love the way she held my shaft, the way her warmth wrapped around me. How she opened her legs wide for me. How she tasted on my lips.She was so tight. I must have hurt her.I didn't know. I didn't know