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Evelyn: Do you know if Bridgette made it home okay? I called her, but she wasn't answering.
Santi: A friend picked her up. Maybe she went to bed. I'll call you tomorrow.
I look at Xavier thrusting in Bridgette from behind.
"Fuck, her ass is tight," Xavier says with a grunt.
"I want to suck Santi's dick while you fuck me, Xavier," Bridget says on a gasp. "Please…."
Evelyn: Good night. I'll miss you."
I lock my phone, walk over to Bridgette, and grip her hair while she gets rammed. Her lips are too small. Her hair is too blonde, and eyes too light. "Suck your lips and get them swollen," I demand. She does it. Not the way I like, but it will do."Good girl." I pull my hard dick out. "Now suck my cock like I'm your King."
I close my eyes and picture different lips.
A different face.
A face that haunts me.
The one I don't deserve.
The body I'm too tainted to touch.
I'm a sinner, and her innocence is wrapped in temptation I can’t have.
"What do you want to watch tonight?" Alina asks, sitting on the couch with her glass of wine.
I slip my sandals off and curl my legs under the fluffy blanket I keep for our Thursday movie nights. I adjust my legs and wince.
I don't know. Is there something good?" I ask as she scrolls through the streaming app.
"Well, let me get through Alex's recently watched list first... It's all classic Mexican movies he likes to watch with Maxim."
I see her scrolling past Blood in Blood Out, American Me, and Stand and Deliver.
"They have movie night like we do?"
She nods with a smile. "Yeah, father and son bonding time. Every Wednesday at the same time."
"And Santi? He doesn't hang out with his dad and Maxim?"
Sadness fills her eyes. "Santi and Maxim don't get along. You know how they go at it. The arguments. Santi thinks we favor Maxim over him."
"But Maxim is never here."
"Maxim moved out when he turned eighteen. Alex said it would be better for him. But I knew the reason: he didn't want me to be stressed out by the arguments between the boys. The tension at the table every time we would sit for dinner." She pauses. "Sabes que?"
I glance at her, feeling bad for what she must have gone through with them. Xavier and I don't get into it like that. He is disappointed in me because of how I follow Santi.
As for Maxim and Santiago, everyone first blamed their age gap. Then they assumed it was the trauma Maxim endured when he was little at the hands of Alina's ex-boyfriend.
There are times I think it is unfair. The guys are a bunch of good-looking assholes with money and power. They could have anything and do anything, but us girls must toe the line and follow the rules for our protection.
All we feel like doing is breaking them.
"Yeah?"
"I want to talk to you about the arrangement me, Alex, and your parents made when we were pregnant." I look at the back of my hand. "I'm... sorry." I look up, surprised. "If I did anything to pressure you," she croaks on the last part.
