Complete Undoing

NINETEEN

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LEXINGTON

I escorted three women out of the house this morning after one jumped on me as soon as I opened my bedroom door to go take a piss.

My dearest cousin usually has more women around, but ever since last night, he's been.. Off.

Normally, he isn't too shy to grace us with his Exhibitionism kink first thing in the morning after getting drunk, high, or both the night before. But the house is silent. There is no sound of a porn show happening here.

Thank fuck. I couldn't deal with all the annoying shouts and moans.

I might be a fucking virgin but I know when a woman is exaggerating.

Tilly sure wasn't last night.

After the recruiting was over, it's tradition for us to throw a party. We rebellions have a reputation to protect.

Lance didn't stay after the recruiting was finished. No, he's just in it for the thrill of out smarting and getting a few licks in on his old bud and the after-party, of course.

By the time Leighton and Lincoln got to the party, Lance had been three sheets to the wind, two blondes hanging off each arm while another was straddled him while they made out.

The red head who ambushed me in front of Tilly stuck to me like glue most of the night despite my protests but some part of me wanted to see if my body reacted to her the way it does with Tilly.

It doesn't.

The red head left not too long after I told her to piss off. You'd think after that, she'd get up and go, but it literally took me refreshing Tillys Instagram page every three seconds for the bitch to get a hint.

I have no doubt that my pequeña víbora has seen my texts after she put that lame quote on her snap stories. I guess she didn't like my honesty, and to retaliate, she posted an exquisite picture of herself that should've been for my eyes only and I've spend the last few hours trying to get it took down because I honestly don't have the time to make thousands of other accounts to report it and get it took down that way.. But if I have to, I will. But for now, I'm way too busy looking at my phone every second to see if she'd respond, waiting for her to reply for hours on end.

Does she know who she's dealing with?

For the rest of the night, I huddled in the basement in front of all my controls and systems. Replaying the last twelve hours.

I saw every moment. Every breath. Every decision my Tilly made.

It was beautiful.

I don't have any footage or me devouring her because we went ways away from any cameras. Even if we didn't, I'd still be the only one to see it. The control room is my domain. No one gets access to it, but me. After all, it's my trail cameras I set up on the enemies territory.

I'm glad the security, the rejects or none of my brothers or my cousin seen us, or her naked or witnessed her exotic faces she made as I licked her cum off my fingers, after I fucked her with them.

Otherwise, we'd all be in a mandatory meeting as we speak, and there would be a few homicides that took place.

Possessive? Just a bit. Considering I've never gave a fuck about no one else before. Especially sexual wise.

I realized then that I needed to own her.

But first, I wanted to know why she was at the rejects recruiting.

I bet it was Hayden Bird and his gang. After they saw the girls at the coffee shop a few weeks back, he'd been seen around more.

Plus, if he's been around more, so has his friends. They'd easily see the connection that Tilly and I have and use her to bait me out. I mean that one reject I almost killed with my bat.