NATASHA
As 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 before making my way outside.It had been three months since I left Manhattan. Although I was still in New York, I was miles and miles away from my family.According to Laura, they hadn't uttered a word about how they felt about my departure.Mom knew she had seen me leave, but it seemed like her lips were sealed on the matter.Laura mentioned to me that my family's business had managed to recover without the help of the Monteros.As for me, I had been living my life independently, and that was my comfort."Lookie, lookie here!" a perverted voice spoke.My pace came to a halt as three lanky guys blocked my path.This was exactly what Doris had been warning me about since day one, and it wasn't the first time I had heard them catcalling. But standing in my way? My heart had a reason to race."Could you please let me through?" I asked politely, but my words didn't reach their ears over the sound of the pouring rain."You're done with work? I think it's time for you to give me a job," one of them said, clutching what was between his thighs.I gasped when a hand grabbed my arm. "Don't touch me!""She's feisty!""Don't come any closer!" I shouted, but it didn't deter them.Desperate to escape the situation, I used my umbrella to bash them, but my strength was no match for theirs."Stop fighting, you'll enjoy what I'm about to do to you."I screamed as they started dragging me into a dark alley. "No! Let me go!""She squirms like a rat!""And we're going to have some fun here, just like dogs."One of them ripped my cardigan, leaving my bare arms exposed, which made them grin evilly. They pushed me onto the floor, and the sharp pain in my hip radiated throughout my body, leaving me drained."We're going to do this in the rain!""No!" I kicked my feet, and it hit one of them in the groin. But the pain I inflicted on him only earned me a painful slap across my face.My lip bled, and I could taste the metallic tang of blood."You bitch!"My left ear couldn't hear properly, as a high-pitched tone deafened me. My head spun, and dizziness overcame me.One of them undid his fly and zipper, my vision blurred, but I didn't miss the sight of them collapsing to the ground one by one."Hey," a familiar voice caught my attention. "Are you okay?"Shock coursed through my system, and when my eyes landed on his face, a glimmer of recognition hit me.I knew him."Come on," he said.Carrying me like a bride, he carefully slid me inside his car before returning to the thugs and scaring them off, sending them scurrying in every direction.I soaked the seat of his car, just as he did."Here, take this."He handed me a flannel from the backseat and wrapped it around me, his worry unchecked."Let me see your face," he softly told me.Cupping my chin, he frowned as he noticed something on my lips."Your lip is cut," he informed me, gently caressing my cheek where I had been slapped.Trembling, not from the cold, but from what had just transpired, I hadn't realized that we had stopped at a drugstore. He returned with a brown bag and asked me to get into the back seat.I had no idea why I allowed him to take charge. Maybe it was the shock, or perhaps it was his aura that exuded calmness."It's swollen," he said. "This should help, I guess?"Scooping some ointment from the tube he had bought, he carefully applied it to my cheek. When he accidentally pressed too hard, I winced in pain."Sorry."Suddenly, sobs escaped my lips, and my body felt as if it had lost all its strength. Leaning towards him, I cried."It's okay, you're safe now."I felt his hand caress my back, the warmth of his palm sparking something within me. And somehow, I found myself trusting a stranger.I must have passed out because when I woke up, I found myself in an unfamiliar room."Oh my..."Lowering my gaze, I realized I was wearing a white robe. And nothing else.Gasping loudly, I cupped my womanhood to check if something had happened. But I felt no pain, only dizziness and a slight chill."I'm safe," I murmured in relief.Just then, the door swung open, and the savior who had come just in time entered, clutching a paper bag in his hand."Morning," he greeted with a charming smile.I never thought I would cross paths with him again."How's your cheek?"Instantly, my hand flew to my cheek, feeling a slight sting. "It hurts a little."Nodding, he placed the bag at the foot of the bed. "You had a fever last night, and you were... you were shivering, so I, uh..."He gestured his hand towards me, his words trailing off.Pulling the robe closer to me, I bit my lip."I didn't look," he defended himself.They didn't know how to react, and an awkward atmosphere enveloped us."I ordered room service, and these are some new clothes you can wear. I'm just gonna... wait outside."As he reached for the doorknob, I couldn't help but say something. "Hey, wait.""Huh?""Thank you," I uttered, pushing myself off the bed and standing close to him. "I don't know where I would be if you weren't there."Letting out a soft chuckle, he flashed a grin, his beautiful face lighting up. "You're welcome.""And, uh..." I played with my finger behind me, mesmerized by his towering presence and the way his gaze melted me."Are you hungry?" He chuckled and was about to leave when I pulled the hem of his shirt, causing him to pause."No, I mean, I don't know if saying thank you would be sufficient."The amusement in his eyes danced. "Is there another way you'd like to express your gratitude?"I couldn't explain the sudden urge, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own.Placing my hand on his chest, I tiptoed and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. I could see the surprise in his eyes, and I must admit, he looked absolutely adorable."There, thank you," I mumbled before grabbing the paper bag from the bed and heading into the bathroom.As soon as the door closed, I couldn't help but gasp."What on earth was that, Nat?"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
NATASHAIs that what he called it? Stupidity?Last night, Mike left me hollow, his words echoing in my head, the pain between my thighs a raw reminder.He began making me feel special, so he should end it by making me feel extraordinary.I knocked on his door, bringing nothing but myself, clad in a red floral dress, just as I am.Standing there, anxiety gnawing at me, I expected him to push me away as soon as he opened the door. Instead, an unfamiliar face of a handsome man munching on raw lettuce greeted me.If Mike's hair is dark, this guy's is a mix of black and blonde. Piercing blue eyes scanned me from head to toe, but his cold gaze didn't match his warm smile.Despite his good looks, Mike's charm would always outshine his. Why am I comparing them? Where is Mike?"Hello," he greeted, leaning on the door frame, shifting his weight onto one leg. "Has anyone ever told you how perfect you are?"His cliché pick-up line made me grimace.Extending his free hand, he grinned. "You must be