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37 Days Euphoria interrupted
*Warning* This chapter contains in-depth sexual context POV Millie Steph and I are now just getting back to the house after a full afternoon of shopping, well, mainly her. She’s the kind of person who loves to blow the last penny she has. I suppose if I had security of a place to stay without rent I’d probably do the same, but she’s been like this her whole life. We get out of my car and we hug before going our separate ways into the same house. I leisurely walk to the 4th floor and knock on X’s black door. After a second or so he opens the door with a dish rag over his shoulder. I can’t help but laugh at him. “Oh shut up,” he laughs too and takes the rag from his shoulder hitting me with it on the butt. “Hey!” I yell as he picks me up over his shoulder and slams me onto the black leather couch in the living room. We laugh at each other, it’s nice to see him let down his guard and be playful. “It actually smells good in here, what are you making,” I say sarcastica
37 Days Conditions
POV X I dart out the door of the penthouse and impatiently stand in the elevator waiting for it to open to the 3rd floor. Hugo is here, why the fuck is he here already? I’m fucked. The doors open, and I practically run myself to the meeting room where Julian is there standing outside the door. “What the fuck, man, what is he doing here already?” I whisper to Julian. “I dunno, man,” Julian says just as confused. I go to grab the gold door handle to the meeting room door but Julian grabs my arm preventing me from doing so. “What are you doing?” I ask breathlessly from my running around. “No, dude, what are you doing? You can’t go in there looking like that.” “What do you mean?” I ask confused. “Did you even look at yourself before you came here?” He asks. I give him a confused look. “Dude, your hair is a mess and your zipper is down on your jeans…” Julian says pointing to my pants. “Oh…shit” I say. He shakes his head and laughs, I run my fingers through my ha
37 Days Why does this feel like goodbye?
POV Millie I'm sitting on the black leather couch in the living room with my phone in my hands browsing through Amazon when the front door flies open revealing a very frantic X. He rushes past me in a hurry not even looking at me as he does so. I’m perked up on the couch wondering what just happened to him while he was gone for that half hour. “X?” I call out to him. “What?” He says from somewhere in the house. “What’s wrong?” I ask genuinely concerned. “Nothing. I have to shower and go to the club.” He says sounding occupied. “Do you want me to come with you?” I ask even though it’s the last thing I want to do. “NO!” He says sternly. What is his deal? What an ass. He comes out from the hallway with a towel in hand, preparing for his shower. He walks over and kneels in from of me dropping the towel to the floor and taking both of his tatted hands just behind my ears and looks me straight in my eyes in a serious manner. “I need you to listen to me baby, okay? I
37 Days Fake it to make it
POV X I’m feeling an immense amount of guilt as I leave Millie in the penthouse, I don’t want to do this. If this weekend goes well, I may reconsider my no-relationship rule. I don’t want anyone else but her and I sure as fuck don’t want her seeing anyone else. Jesus, just the thought fires me up. It’s already 11 pm and I head to my club to get this bullshit over with. I’m nervous as fuck to be having Aspen here in the house. There are way too many eyes around here for comfort. I already know Aspen will be all over me and the last fucking thing I want is to break my girl's heart by some snitch getting the wrong impression. I start walking to the VIP area and there she is with eyes locked on me, Aspen. Her hair is stick straight and glossy, she’s wearing the shortest red dress probably ever made. The material looks like it was painted onto her body. Yeah, normally I’d be intrigued but tonight I want my Millie, The only thing is I can’t have her, not now. “X! Come over here!”
37 Days Not the bachelor
POV Millie I haven’t moved from my spot on the living room couch since X left. I have an absolute awful feeling about this weekend, that I just can’t shake. I’m feeling lonely in this huge penthouse all by myself, thank god Steph and the girls agreed to come hang with me tomorrow, otherwise, I’d drive myself into insanity. I called my mom after X left to unload my stress. X texted me about an hour ago that he’s already missing me, which makes me feel a fraction better than I did before he left. He promises to not do anything stupid and I sure as hell hope he follows through with that. I eventually get up from my now warm spot on the leather couch, getting ready for bed, laying there between his sheets while he is downstairs doing only god knows what. … The sunlight coming from the balcony door is shining right on my face causing me to squint as I lazily open my eyes. I get this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach, I sit up on the bed with urgency. No sign of X being here
37 Days Ditched
POV X It’s two in the morning and we just left the club. It’s officially Sunday. In just a few hours this will all be over and I can go back to my girl. I’m buzzed as fucked right now. Julian, Adria, Penelope, Aspen, and I are hanging out in a private lounge room. I’m currently on the third floor and Millie is just above us, probably sleeping like the angel that she is. I miss her like crazy. We’re all sitting on a large, brown leather couch, Aspen is sitting on my lap while Adria is cutting lines of coke on the coffee table for each of us. I snort my line of cocaine through my nostril, letting the powder take its effect on me. Aspen rips off her shirt and red bra, leaving the top half of her body completely bare. She sits back on my lap but straddles me this time around. She interlocks her mouth with mine and grabs my hands guiding them to her ass. I hold onto each cheek while entangling my tongue with hers. I hate this, I absolutely fucking hate this. I want this to be M
37 Days Hideously naive
POV Millie Ghost is standing near the doorway. Is he the one on duty for tonight? “Millie.” The hideous man of a person says. “Um..what’s up?” I ask staring at the large scar that runs down his face. “Look Millie…” he says while scratching the back of his head. “I want to apologize for how badly I handled everything with you. I shouldn’t have reacted that way, I can tell you’re a good person, and uh..I don’t know…I think you need to see something on the third floor.” He says slumping his shoulder looking guilty. “What is it?” I ask cautiously. “It’s X..” he says with regret in his tone. “Is he okay?!” I ask frantically. “Yeah, yeah, he’s fine.” He says. I furrow my eyebrows in more confusion. “Millie, you don’t belong here, you deserve more than this.” He says and I’m beyond thrown off by Ghost’s sudden change in attitude towards me. “I can bring you there, or I can just give you the room number.” He trails off. I’m captivated by curiosity to know what Ghost i
37 Days Deal or not
POV X Millie…no Millie. My gaze is locked onto her awestruck face, she’s wearing my clothes as I’m completing naked with only my dick hidden, still sitting inside Aspen. I hastily remove it and the whole foursome comes to a screeching halt. “Millie…” I say with plead in my voice. My words break her of the trance she was in, she says nothing, booking it out the door. “Millie! Wait!” I yell out in desperation. I rip the condom off of me forcefully and pull up my jeans up as fast as humanly possible. “Who’s Millie?” Aspen asks. “She’s just some stuck-up bitch fucking X,” Adria says so matter of fact, I could just kill her right now. I’m shirtless and only in my black denim jeans, I eagerly make my way to the open door but not before Aspen opens her stupid fucking mouth. “X, do not leave here, do you want me reporting this back to my father?” She says full of power. “I don’t give a fuck, do what you gotta do,” I say in the most asshole way, running out the door. I
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