𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+]

ten: the drunk.

𝐋𝐞𝐨'𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐯:

Stella is...

She's a character.

She angers me in ways no one else can. She gets under my skin and pushes all my buttons. And I hate it.

But god does it get my dick hard.

Sorry, I'm just being honest...

And now she knows. She knows that this, what we're doing, makes me want her even more. She infuriates me to the point where I want to fuck her. I want to fuck the attitude out of her. But the way she tries to dominate every situation, the way she carries herself, even her presence is such a fucking turn on. She just killed her father last night and now she's at the club like nothing happened.

She's so fucking hot.

Once my dick is finally soft, I sigh and make my way out of the back room. I walk back towards the couch to find all three of them taking shots.

Damn, without me.

I'm a little hurt, not gonna lie...

"Don't worry, we saved one for you," Stella says with a smile on her face. She holds out the shot and I take it.

"We should go to the strip club," she says and I choke on the alcohol making me cough. She laughs and pats my back.

"Remember on our eighteenth birthday, dad had pissed you off and you decided that it was a brilliant idea to go to one of our strip clubs and become a stripper for the night," Stephen says which makes her laugh even more.

"Yeah, that was until dad came in with a gun and shot all the old men staring at me," she continues laughing a sighs. "They were kind of hot though."

"Slut," he says.

"Virgin," she shoots back.

"When'd you lose your virginity?" Dante asks.

"Popped the boy cherry when I was 14 and the girl cherry when I was 15," she explains. "What about you?" she asks, her attention turning to me.

"16," I say.

"Wow, really?" she asks, surprised as I nod my head. "Thought you were going to be the type to be like 'my dad forced me to fuck some random stripper when I was 13' and ruin the whole vibe."

"Nah, my dad didn't care much about me losing my virginity. He always said a true man is either married and truly taking care of his family or single, rich, and decided he's better off on his own. Not a little boy who decides to sleep around with every person who walks his path," now she's nodding.

"Does that also work for women? I mean am I still considered a 'little girl' since I decide to sleep around?" she asks.

"I think in your case it's different. You don't have to hide behind this 'I'm dominant and do whatever the fuck I want' mask and act as if you run shit. You automatically get respect no matter what room you walk into. And from what I know, you respect the people you sleep with. Not treat them like they're below you, even if they technically are," Dante says.