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Each day at this mansion, it gets harder and harder to deal with. It’s ridiculous. Heph is still following me around, causing problems like a poltergeist that won’t get off my ass. And Perseus does whatever he can to be a complete asshole.
Well, not all the boys are bad.
Paris and I go out for coffee almost daily and end up making out like teenagers in his car. He really is so sweet and makes me laugh when our lips aren’t glued together. Then there is Eros. I might still think about the things we did after the masquerade party every time I get in the shower. He hasn’t visited my room since, but we do text pretty much constantly. Well, we sext constantly. Not all of our conversations start like that, but that’s how they end, with my pussy dripping wet and aching as I type out the filthiest things to him. He replies, taking my idea a step further, and usually with him in control.
It’s adorable he thinks he would be the one on top.
The girl on Perseus’s lap giggles and whispers as I walk past them. I ignore her. It’s none of my business, but I know that in a matter of hours, or probably minutes, he is going to take that random girl to the bedroom right next to mine and fuck her against the wall of my room, making it as loud as possible. Telling her to scream his name. I have to wonder… does it really count if you have to tell the girl to scream for you?
“Ahh, look, Candy, it’s my gold-digging whore of a stepsister,” Perseus says.
“My name is Cindy,” the girl says, but no one is listening to her.
“Not your stepsister or any kind of sister, really. Your bloodline wouldn’t know the first thing of how to blend with mine.” I smile, trying to head up to my room so I can put away my stuff and maybe run a bubble bath and text Eros.
I dart my gaze to him, and he is watching me with a little smirk and his phone sitting next to him plugged in so he will have a full battery.
Good. Eros is on the same wavelength as me.
“So then, like, why are you in his house?” the girl asks.
“It’s my house,” I say, though why I’m speaking to this mouse of a girl, I don’t know.
“Not yet,” Perseus says. “It’s just a matter of time before you fuck up, and it’s all mine.”
“If you say so, brother,” I taunt him. I am ready to leave it at that and go take my bath when the little tramp whispers about gold-digging, thieving bitches, and I let my control snap, just a little. “Okay, Mindy, let me tell you how this is going to play out. You look like the kind of person that could use a head start to process everything.”
“Oh, shit,” Eros whispers, and Paris snickers.
“You are going to stay down here for a bit, and Perseus is going to tell you god only knows what and convince you to go to his room, so he can ‘make sweet love to you,’” I say with air quotes. “Or whatever bullshit line he gives you. But he won’t take you to his room. That is down the hallway. No, he will take you to the room next to mine, where he will fuck you against the wall not to please you, but in an attempt to annoy me. He will say things like ‘that’s right, baby. Scream for me louder,’ blah blah blah. He won’t call you again, and this cheap bastard probably won’t even pay for your Uber home. And trust me, Trudy, you will be gone by morning.”
The room is quiet for a moment. I’m content with that and about to head to my room when she has to say, “Sounds like a jealous bitch to me. Everyone knows Perseus and his friends are the best lovers out there, and tonight I get their king.”
Oh, this poor dumb little bitch.
“Really? I mean, I don’t know how good these men are firsthand, but I think you chose poorly.”
“Excuse me,” Perseus growls out.
“Well, I mean okay let’s look at the options. Heph has some serious anger management issues that, if channeled into sex, would make him a fucking powerhouse. You wouldn’t be able to walk for a week.” I tap his chest, and he just glowers at me.
“Paris is sweet as fuck and would probably be the type of lover women swoon over for the rest of their lives, wondering why their husbands can’t be as loving, gentle, and thorough as he is. Don’t let the constant attachment to his laptop fool you. He would make sure his partner comes a few times before making love to them in a way that would be a soul-altering experience.”
