I'm woken up by a knock on my door. I yelled for them to come in. Grayson walked towards me, fully dressed in black with a leather jacket."Get up." He rips my covers off of me. It was cold in the room and I was only in a tank top and thong. I quickly sat up and tried to cover myself but the blankets were on the floor at the end of my bed. We just looked at each other, before his eyes wandered to my hard nipples and covered pussy."I'm going to get dressed. I'll see you down the stairs." I walk towards the closet when I'm pulled back into a chest. Hands were on my hips holding me still."You're not going anywhere." I could feel his breath on my ear, it makes me shiver. He pinched my nipple through the shirt and I moaned, gripping his hard muscular arms. Why do I always get into these situations?"You're not my boss." I shove him playfully and walk away. I stand in the threshold of my closet, and turn to face him."We play by my rules. Now go to the kitchen and I'll be there in a secon
He placed his hips between my legs and gripped my sides. As I landed backwards on the bed, I leaned up and whispered."I won." He stopped moving and looked down at me."I don't fucking care." He captured my lips again. Grinding his dick into me. I grabbed his hair pulling him closer and butterflies erupted in my stomach. I felt tingles all over my body and I pulled his shirt off of him. and. He shuddered and placed a hand around my neck when I scratched down his back"God, I want you to fuck me Grayson." That just fueled the fire. He unties the strings around my neck and rips my shirt down the middle. He took a knife from his side and cut open my bra as the tip nipped me. He stopped and looked down at the mark on my skin, it didn't bother me, I liked the pain. He must've seen the need in my eyes because he leaned down and licked the little bit of blood between my boobs. I threw my head backwards letting out a sound that was a mixture of a scream and a moan. "Please, Grayson." He star
As I lay on the cold ground, in the middle of the woods. I wonder how my life came to this. I was a good person... somewhat. But for some reason even though I try, good things never happen to me. I’ve done all I could do to change into the person my parents would be proud of. I guess that won't be happening now as I lay slowly dying. My vision becomes blurry from the loss of blood. I press my hand on my stomach to control the bleeding. But it's no use, I'm going to die. There was so much in life that I wasn’t able to do considering the position I was in. I stared up at the night sky watching the stars twinkle. It's almost peaceful. I start coughing up blood. I turn my head to the side to prevent me from choking. I look at the dead body laying next to me. After years he finally got what he deserved. Funny thing was that I could’ve ended this game of cat and mouse a long time ago but for some reason I enjoyed it. I'm glad I’m dying because I don’t have to worry about what I should do wi
I'm surrounded by fluffy clouds. Is this what heaven is like? Then the pain sinks in. I open my eyes and try to sit up but the pain in my stomach stops me. Shit I’m not dead, why am I still alive? I look down and I'm in a sports bra with a bandage wrapped around me. I noticed a beeping noise and noticed I was hooked up to hospital equipment. Strangely, I wasn't in a hospital. Where am I? The room screams expensive. White walls with gold and red accents. The bedding I was currently in was white, which was a horrible interior design. You’re not supposed to have white sheets, everyone knows that as it was like a universal law. A flat screen TV was mounted to the wall in front of me and to my left a desk was placed next to a window that was letting the rays of sunshine in the room, On the same side of the room there were two doors probably leading to the bathroom and closet and on the left another door that probably led out of the room. Where the fuck did I just wake up in, the land of o
Grayson left and came back with a kit to take our blood. I was hesitant to let him near me with the needle but he said that their doctor taught him how to do it. That should’ve made me feel better except he had just learned it five minutes before he wanted to stick me. I was also terrified of what his touch felt like but when he came in contact it was warm and I relaxed. I didn’t understand how I could wake up and suddenly be able to feel someone else’s skin and not freak out. None of this made any sense.They didn't want to bring anyone else in the room in case I wasn't the right girl. They didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up. So they told the man that they needed to do a DNA test but didnt tell them who’s blood it was. Now we were waiting on Grayson to come back with the test results. I was so fucking nervous. If I was the right Asena then everything I’ve ever known was a lie. My mom, my dad, who I was, it would all be fake. Although I wasn’t sure which was worse, being the Asena i
It's been three weeks since they have found me. I've stayed in my room for a lot of the time while the guys worked. Thankfully when they were home Cassius would bring me downstairs and we would find something to do. They are actually pretty cool and we get along well. Ace is still a dick face and doesn't say much to me so I've been hanging out with Cassius and Grayson. They were really fun to be around and were extremely flirty. Always touching me discreetly. Just a caress here and there and always saying sexual things. They made it their mission to make me blush but I never did. Instead when they would make a slide comment I returned it with blunt innuendos. Grayson once asked me if I wanted some of his sausage during breakfast one night and I replied with ‘Depends, I prefer big cocks that push up against my cervix’. Ace literally spit his food out across the island and it landed on my plate. Now we said things like that at every meal we had with him. Surprisingly he kept coming to e
I was sitting in their library staring at the flames when Ace walked over and handed me a drink. I sipped it thinking about my parents. They were amazing people, non confrontational and always happy. They didn't deserve to die the way they did. I remembered that day vividly but never looked back so I could focus on living."They were so scared that day." No one said anything. They sat on a couch slightly behind me on the left. I had moved the chair to face the fire in front of the table when we walked in here. I say I did but Grayson had to help me. It was made out of solid wood and really heavy."I'm not sure if they were afraid of dying or if they were afraid I would get hurt. They always knew how I was. They feared me at times but I loved them and they loved me. That's what kept our family together. I was always getting into fights at school with people bigger than me. Never ending well for myself. I'd come home bloody and beaten. They would clean me up and ask how and why I did wh
It was the next morning and I found Grayson in the kitchen with an older woman. My head was still spinning and my eyes hurt and so did the rest of my body. I remembered everything from last night. I'm really bipolar when I drink and the offer from Cassius wouldn’t leave my mind. It really fucked me up. It started with playful flirting and now I wanted to fuck them. "Good morning sweetie, Grayson told me that you had a wild night so I made you something to cure that nasty hangover." The woman handed me a glass with some type of green liquid in it. I leaned down to smell it."Oh no dear. Don't smell it, just throw it down the hatch. I promise you will feel better, hold your nose when you do." I held my nose and chugged the liquid. It was disgusting and I almost stopped to puke but Grayson tilted the bottle back more."That's it, drink it all." His voice was soothing. I finished it and held down my gagging when the woman came back over with some orange juice."Thank you." She was a swee