Sweet Lord. Devin is standing in my bedroom in his boxers, looking hella fine. Stop staring, Mira!“I’m not about to sleep in the clothes I’ll be forced into wearing again tomorrow, Tinks. It’s going to be hard enough trying to sleep comfortably in this dress shirt.” He informs me, and I do my best to not gawk at his almost naked body and focus on staring over his shoulder. I need to appear as though I’m unfazed by how mouth-wateringly gorgeous he looks right now—actually, always—but now he’s almost naked, and I can already feel my cheeks filling with blood. It’s been an exceptionally long time since any man has had this effect on me. Since I’ve felt this sexually enticed by anyone. I’m talking dry mouth, vaginal heartbeat kind of turned on, and I have to share a bed with this Adonis all night. I wonder if he still thinks about our night together.Fucking hell, Mira, keep it together. Of course, he bloody doesn’t. He left you, remember? He left you behind without a word after he had
Devin“God Dev, yes.”“Fuck, Mira. Say you want to be mine, baby.” I whisper gruffly, brushing my lips teasingly along her jaw, inching closer to those heavenly plump lips of her I’ve been dying to taste again.“I want to be yours.” Mira moans, her slender fingers close around my own when I lace them together.I smile staring into those mesmerising eyes. “I’ve only ever been yours.” I murmur before brushing my lips over hers. Mira parts her lips for me when I run my tongue sluggishly along her bottom lip. Our tongues meet and my heart rate soars, beating widly in my chest.There it is. That delectable taste, that spine-tingling sensation I’ve been searching and longing for but could never quite find. Just kissing her, listening to her breathy moans was enough to drive me insane with need.“Mimi, its—oh my word!”I jump awake at the abrupt yet rude interruption and so does Mira. I peel my eyes open and blink a couple times till I
“Ugh, I forgot that you’re a morning person.” Mira grumbles while we wash our hands.I think her sleepy brain forgot she was handcuffed to me because she goes to walk off and soon came tumbling back and falls into me when I didn’t move with her. “Son of a…” I catch her and peer down into her face with a shit eating grin.“Forgetting something, Tinks?”“Devin…” Mira hisses through clenched teeth. “I’ve not had my coffee and unlike you, I loathe mornings. I will castrate you without batting an eyelid.” She warns adorably, her eyes wide and angry while I stare down at her amused.“What is this obsession you have with my balls?” I question playfully. She glares up at me not so amused and straightens again.“I would hardly call it an obsession. Don’t flatter yourself.”“No?” I probe with a knowing smirk. “Do tell, what would you call it? Fascination? Curiosity?”Mira exhales slowly, her eyes close briefly before they open again and meet my own. “Repugnance. Revulsion. Oh, abhorrence. Shal
Mira rolls her eyes, “Last time I checked, spreading false information is considered gossiping, Ayla.” She stresses and turns her angry gaze to me. “I told you, you haven’t missed much. Same shit, different day.” I follow her when she drags me along with her to the front door, all the while muttering under her breath.“Tinks, you okay?” I question when we leave the house and walk toward my Lamborghini Urus.“I’m fine.” She replies curly and unlocks the car. She goes to open the door but I push it shut and turn her to face me. Mira frowns and looks up at me questioningly. “What? I said I’m fine, Devin.”“Look, I know it’s not exactly a great start to the day, but don’t you think you’re overreacting a touch?”“Overreacting?” She intones irritably. “Are you kidding me, Devin? One’s my sister and the other is supposed to be my best friend and they’re just spreading shit without even considering coming to me first and you think my annoyance isn’t justified?”I sigh, “That’s not what I’m sa
⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ The following chapter contains flashbacks of emotional and physical abuse. If you are sensitive to this, please skip the chapter or read at your risk. Mira Don’t you dare cry, Mira. Not here, not the fuck now.No matter what, forever and always, I’ve got you.That was what we promised one another. Unfortunately, Devin King broke that promise and nulled its significance the day he took off without a word and left me behind utterly distraught. Where was he two years ago when I really needed him? Seven thousand miles away, that’s where. In the arms of his girlfriend while I was laid up in a hospital bed nursing my fractured cheekbone and broken ribs. Having your bones shattered hurt, yet the pain is almost next to nothing compared to the betrayal and devastation he has caused me. Bones and bruises heal eventually, but the heart never forgets. I was foolish to believe that my heart wouldn’t miss what it couldn
I stop as I climb into the car and look at him, "Like hell—""Nah, ah!" Devin holds up a hand to silence me before I even begin to object. "I swear, Tinks, I will pick you up and toss your tiny arse into this car." I gape at him, stunned, and he nods determinedly in return."Fine, I will," I snap, pulling the door shut rather hard, and Devin glowers at me, clearly displeased. "No need to be such a big baby about it.""A baby?" He intones, pulling his seatbelt on. "Tinks, I can't spread my legs very wide in these slacks without risking them tearing. Also, having my already full and aching balls crushed by the centre console isn't exactly the most exhilarating of experiences for a man."I do my best to ignore the tug in my belly at the mention of his 'full' and 'achy' testicles and snort in a very unladylike manner as I flick the switch to start the engine. I'm still pleasantly thrilled by the way the engine roars to life at the flip of a switch. "You men and your precious cojonas." I d
I follow Devin into the entrance of the building, and through the car park. We swipe our ID cards, and we both attempt to walk through at the same time and get stuck between the door. I wince when the metal frame hits my shoulder. I glare at him. "Oh please, ladies first." I intone sarcastically while gesturing for him to go in front of me."Thanks, Tinks." I groan when he squeezes my cheek affectionally. I swat his hand away and follow him into the building. Devin makes a beeline to the elevator, and out of habit, I go toward the stairs. I gasp when we come crashing back into one another. I wobble in my heels and almost topple over, but Devin catches me before I fall. "Fucking hell, do you need a lesson on how to walk or what?" He questions while I straighten and tug my shirt down before I place my hands at my hips and scowl at him."I can walk perfectly fine, thank you very much. Maybe if you stopped yanking on my arm and moved in the same direction as me, I wouldn't be falling over
DevinYowch. My whole body was aching like a bitch. Like I had just gone twelve rounds in the ring with Mike Tyson, the king of boxing. Or perhaps I got hit by a freight train or some bollocks because it bloody hurt. My heart was drumming in my ears, and each breath I took was like my lungs were about to burst into flames. “Dev?! Hey, can you hear me?”Ah, Mira. My Tinks. Hearing her voice immediately appeases me. But, do you know what doesn’t? The way she’s tapping my cheek to bring me back into consciousness. I peel my eyes open and blink a couple of times until my vision clears and her beautiful face becomes focused. I stare up at her while she gazes down at me, concern radiating in her golden eyes. “Tinks?”“Dev, are you okay?”“I’m sprawled out on the floor. What do you think?” I groan grumpily, and she smiles a little, waving her purse in my face, attempting to cool me down. I can see the mirth dancing away in her eyes,