MasukLEON'S POVThe room was thick with a silence that felt heavy, almost suffocating.Aaron was dead to the world, his breathing deep and slow beside me.He'd fallen asleep almost immediately, and was already deep in it by the time I came out of the shower.Every time he shifted, the mattress dipped, and my heart hammered a frantic, uneven beat against my ribs.I couldn't sleep.My mind was a wildfire, looping back to every strange, jagged piece of the last few months.I slid out of the covers at exactly 2:00 AM, my feet silent on the floorboards. I sat at my desk, the glow of the laptop screen biting into my eyes.I didn't open my story folder. Instead, I opened a blank document and started typing as quietly as I could, my fingers flying.This was the list of everything Aaron had done for me that he probably wouldn't consider âgoodâ deeds, and I probably shouldn't either.But my brain had decided to call them that.I added everything, starting from he night my father stormed in. The hac
AARON'S POVâJust get off the damn ladder and go ring the doorbell, man.ââI can't and you know it!â He snapped, still in a whisper.âOh yeah, I know,â I laughed again.Leon grunted, his annoyance apparent even through the phone. âSo are you going to help me or not?ââWell yes,â I grinned. âIf I don't and your parents catch you, they would definitely send you off to a monastery or something.ââOh my gosh you're soâŚâ Leon hissed, his frustration cutting through the panic. âAre you coming or what?ââFine, I'm coming,â I replied finally as I turned the key and the engine purred to life.The side of the house was shrouded in deep, oppressive shadow.I found Leon pressed flat against the brickwork, his breathing ragged and shallow, his white shirt a stark contrast to the darkness.He looked small, pathetic, really, caught in the act of rebellion he wasn't built for.âYou're an absolute idiot,you know that right?â I whispered, the sound cutting through the stillness.Leon jumped, his eyes w
AARON'S POVThe glass doors of the hallway were cold against my forehead, but they were nothing compared to the ice forming in my gut.I stood there watching them. Damian was leaning into Leonâs space, his shoulders squared as he purposely, practically invaded the air Leon was trying to breathe.âNow that's poetic justice,â someone muttered behind me. And even without looking, I knew it was the fool, Marcus.Well at least he hadn't been foolish enough to go against my order for him to stay away from Leon. He was no good.I was no good eitherâŚso why was I so possessive?What am I doing? I inwardly asked myself for the thousandth time.âFuck off,â I swore at Marcus, who simply laughed and walked past me with a hip in his steps.I swallowed them went back to quietly watching Leon and Damian. I saw the way Leonâs posture sagged whenever Damian leaned towards him.It was pathetic, and needy and I hated it.It made my blood boil. It was a visceral, suffocating rage that defied logic. I didn
LEON'S POVThe hallway was buzzing with the noise of chattering students as I quietly stood in front of the vending machine, mindlessly tapping my fingers against the glass as I debated between a sparkling water and a soda.My head was still spinning from my last encounter with Damian the day before. And I hadn't seen Aaron all day, which for some reason, was affecting my mood.Maybe I'd just gotten used to him bothering me everyday.But at least Rose wasn't with me, which meant there were no unnecessary added attentions being drawn.âYou should get the new strawberry soda, it's amazing.âI turned my head to see May standing behind me, grinning.âHi Miss pretty,â I murmured, smiling back at her.She blushed, ducking her head. âWhat's up, Leon?âI shrugged, ânothing major, just trying to get through senior year and also decide on what to drink. Thanks by the way, I'm trying the soda.âShe nodded, adjusting her glasses. âUm, I'm having this little picnic thing with my cousins on Saturda
DAMIAN'S POVMy words lodged in my throat, unable to let me bring them out.Then I shrugged my shoulders and sighed as I sat down.âAgain, I told you, I simply approached him because I was curious.ââUh huh,â Dakota cooed, nodding her head slowly even though I could see the disbelief shining in her round, hazel eyes.âWhat?â I blurted out.And she exhaled a laugh that made a few strands of her bangs flutter upwards.âNothing,â she shook her head. âJust trying to digest the bullshit you're feeding me right now, Damian.âI threw my hands up in frustration as I grunted, dang she still knew how to piss me off.She was always like that even when we were children.âSeriously I feel like I'm being rage-baited by you, Dakota.ââYou wish,â she sneered, eyeing me with mild disdain. âAnyways, back to what you were saying. You say you only talked to this guy because you were curious?âI rolled my lips, staring off into the distance as I inwardly debated whether to keep talking and responding to h
DAMIAN'S POVâFuck!â I cussed, tapping the screen of my tablet harder just before I was completely eliminated from the game.âFuck it!â I snapped again, barely able to hold back from tossing the still glowing gadget.On a whim, I swiped off the tab and opened the reading app I'd downloaded three days ago.Then I clicked it open, swiped until I saw what I was looking for, then I tapped and began to read.I felt the stark white light of the document on my face, the cursor blinking at me like a taunting heartbeat. I had already read it three times now. Once for shock, once for analysis, and a third time because, much to my growing annoyance, I couldn't seem to stop thinking about the story.âOkay, spill. Youâre being weird, Damian and it's making me uncomfortable watching you, â Dakota taunted, tossing a throw pillow at me from the other end of the couch.âStop it, Dakota,â I replied grimly. âAlso you don't have to watch me, just leave or close your eyes.ââOh please,â Dakota rolled her
LEON'S POV âBut dadâŚââI said, kneel.âWith a heavy heart, and no more response, I dropped to my knees instantly, my knees hitting the wood. I didn't dare look up. My thin school pants offered no protection, and the tent in my trousers was still there, proud and unafraid of my father's wrath.Le
LEON'S POVThe room was lit up by the steady light from the laptop screen.âDamian slammed his huge, veiny cock into me...âI chewed on my bottom lip as I typed the words with shaking fingers, my breaths coming out fast in the silent room. My heart was racing so hard, it felt like it'd burst out o
LEON'S POVHe opened the door before I knocked, which meant he'd been watching for me, which meant whatever he had to say had been sitting in him the entire drive over, building pressure.He looked different than Wednesday. Not disheveled exactly, but worn down at the edges, like he hadn't slept ei
AARON'S POV I leaned back against the headboard, letting Jessie crawl over me. She was a divorcee and also one of my auntâs âbook clubâ friends, the kind of woman who spent her afternoons drinking chardonnay and her nights looking for something to make her feel dangerous, preferably from guys way y







