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CamilleI'm at Raventhorn University, sitting under the oak tree near the quad with Lorelai and our friends Willow and Eilish, who we met at the start of our freshman year.We've just finished our classes for the day and are hanging out like we usually do until it's time to leave.With the radiant afternoon sun beaming down on us, this could be the perfect day.Three weeks ago, I would have done anything for this oh-so-normal opportunity, with normal conversations like the latest campus gossip Lorelai is filling us in on. But I have so much going on in my life, my head could implode.Everything has come at me in a vicious circle—Alessio, Dad, the crest, Richard, and the wedding, which is now eleven days away.In the sea of so much chaos, I've been thinking about Alessio more than anything. And I can't get him out of my head.He's been gone now for twelve days. His trip ran over, and he's expected to return in a few days' time.Instead of the break I thought I was going to get from him
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CamilleOur conversation is interrupted by the loud roar of a motorcycle engine ripping through the air. The sound commands the attention of everyone around us, and we give it because motorcycles aren't allowed on this section of the campus.There's a massive sign saying so right at the entrance of the driveway.Despite that, the biker dressed in full black continues up the path, not caring who he's upsetting or which rule he's breaking.Lorelai smirks when he guns the engine louder and tears up the hill like he's riding out of a Mission Impossible film."Someone's asking for trouble." She laughs."I think it's more the case of begging for it." There are a ton of badass guys who come here, but they know that the kind of trouble they'd get in with the dean or even the Pakhan isn't worth it.This guy clearly doesn't care.When he gets closer and I take note of his familiar muscular build, my nerves spike.The bike stops at the edge of the hill, a little over twenty feet away from us.My
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CamilleAt the sight of Richard, my throat goes dry and panic rattles my brain.Although Gytha is standing next to him, I don't really see her.All I see is him.Him dressed in his usual attire which, minus the leather, isn't that much different to Alessio's style. Like Alessio, Richard wears dark clothes, but he looks like my Richard.The same one I loved all my life and counted down the days to marrying.That familiar air of authority and desire to protect me emanates from his presence, and he still looks at me with the same adoration."What the hell are you doing here?" Alessio's angry voice rips into my daze and I shudder from deep within. The playfulness we shared moments ago is gone and the ruthless devil is back once again.He drops my hand like a steel weight and when he marches up to Richard, I instantly realize this is my fault. My one and only text weeks ago resulted in this visit. This is around about the time Richard said he would drop by. I just never had a date or hour,
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AlessioI can't remember the last time someone pushed me to this level of rage.I'm furious Richard is here. And I heard what he said to Camille.He told her he loved her and sold her a vision of the future any girl would give her soul for. Dreams, children. A life.A nomad like me who came from an unstable home, watched his mother die, and prefers the company of the sea couldn't offer a girl like her anything of the sort.I don't have dreams, and I can't see a future. When I try to, all I see there is darkness and doom.I know, in whatever is left of my heart, that's because his father—our father—took my mother away from me. She was my home.Richard stands and stares at me head on, squaring his shoulders like he's ready for the fight I want to give him, but he doesn't know there's no way back when you fight me."Like to see me try? Really?" His nostrils flare. "Well I already am trying.""She's mine and you're not getting her back." I move forward and Camille shoots up to step in fro
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AlessioCamille's grip tightens on my arm and the feel of her desperation sinking into me is what makes me the loser, and I lower my gun.Richard's unwavering smile becomes triumphant and he straightens, hardening his stare."Get the fuck out of my house." I don't know how I can speak. "And don't contact Camille ever again. Stay the fuck away from her.""As you wish, brother." That's the first time he's called me that and his words were dripping with poison. He looks at Camille and I hate, hate, hate the sparkle that enters his eyes. "Baby, remember what I said. I mean it. I'm still fighting for you."With that, he walks out, and she lets my arm go.The sound of the front door closing moments later pierces the tension and I turn to face Camille, who looks pale and frail like she might pass out.The two of us are filled with so much indignation it's hard to believe we're the same guy and girl who walked into this house not even half an hour ago.Her gaze falls to my gun still hanging l
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CamilleI am the broken-winged angel who flew too close to the sun.I got scorched then fell from the heavens and now I'm here, staring the devil in the eye, wanting him.He knows.Alessio knows the truth now. And that I lied.He knew it the moment he tore through my maidenhead. And now his face looks like that of a ghost.In all the time I've known him, I've never seen him look so stunned. Like he truly realizes I just gave him the one piece of me no one else will ever have.It's gone. My innocence now belongs to him.My whole life, my parents went above and beyond to preserve my virtue and purity. All those times Dad micromanaged my life with the teeth of a fine-toothed comb, and I just gave myself to his enemy.With his cruel cock buried deep inside me like he's ripping me apart, desire slides down my body like sweat.Alessio continues to stare at me, his gaze unwavering, both of us frozen in the moment like we've been preserved in amber.Something leaks from where we're joined.Th
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CamilleAlessio fucks me faster, showing no mercy as he drives me to orgasm while exerting his dominance.He fucks me like he still wants to hate me, and like he wants to break every piece of my body and put it back together again, simply because he can. And I love it.I love it the way an addict loves their favorite drug, and he's my favorite mistake.He fucks me like there is only me and only him, and whatever vendetta exists between him and my father is exactly that.The mad rhythm makes me climax again and as I throw my head back, crying out from the wicked thrill, I remember that I told him I was his, and I feel like he owns me.My body is spent and claimed, but he's not finished with me yet.He pauses his wild thrusts, pulling out of me so he can lift me off the table and bend me over it.I've orgasmed twice, but his cock is still perfectly erect like he was made for fucking.His warm, soft lips meet the shell of my ear and lick over the lobe. "This is how I wanted to take you w
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AlessioI'm sitting naked on the balcony outside my room, stargazing while I smoke a Cuban cigar.The starry sky is perfect for sailing on a long voyage like the sea captains did in the past to unknown lands.I used to be obsessed with the sea.Now I'm obsessed with a woman, and I don't want to stop being obsessed, even if I know the crash will be mightier than the burn if I fall.I take a long drag on my cigar and savor the memory of how Camille gave herself to me.She became mine officially the moment my cock sliced through her maidenhead and her virgin blood coated my length.The feeling that came with knowing I was the first man to have her was euphoric but more than anything, knowing she chose me and not Richard was something else I don't know how to describe.Camille might have loved him first, but she gave her body to me and told me she wanted me.I had her all night. Over and over again. We went from the bed to the hot tub, to the shower, and back to the bed again, where she p
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