The Shade's Of You. | ✓

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Sophia.

I turn my face to the boy, waiting for him to speak but he says nothing and continues to cry like a baby. I quietly sigh to myself and pull his small body onto mines, hugging him tightly to me and he slowly starts to quieten down.

I sit my chin on his blonde hair and watch his brother who watches us with a little smirk on his handsome face.

“It's a dorm, he'll do fine.” King shrugs his shoulders.

“Don't say that.” I scold when Charlie starts crying again and cute little hiccups start to leave his parted mouth. “Charlie will take some time to think about RH, isn't that right my baby?” I coo down at the boy and he slowly nods.

I smile smugly when I look up at his tall brother who had made the child cry all over again when he had agreed with my decision of staying here in my own town. But Charlie had to go alone because that high-school had dorms where children from far away, like the little guy, could stay in— until they finished schooling or rented elsewhere.

I was fine with that idea, it would make him learn about independence and all that stuff and I could visit him.

On the weekends, only because of course, I'd be busy with my own things here throughout the week but I would leave out weekends to spend time with him, that is obvious.

“I'm going to my room.” Charlie jumps off me and turns to his grinning brother with a hard glare. “And don't come after me you big— you big OGRE!” He screams, running off.

I, on the other hand, burst out in laughter for the second time today and it's only because his brother just called him an ogre, something I had called him years back at that beach behind the villa. It was ridiculously funny then and it still is ridiculously funny now, mainly because of the look on his face, the, I can't believe that just happened, look.

“That still is not funny, Sophia.” He scolds and I shake my head, clutching at my stomach because it hurts.

I swipe away a tear. “You're right. It's fucking hilarious.”

He rolls his eyes and comes to sit next to me, pulling me onto his lap just like I had done with his brother.

“You also laugh like a dying whale.” He teases.

My jaw drops wide open and I gasp, glaring daggers at his throat because now, his thrown his head back and is laughing just like I had done, as if it's the most funniest thing his ever heard off— my hand reaches out and grips his throat, pushing my body more onto him as he sits up.

His green orbs dark and hungry, stare at me in curiosity and wonder then down to my arm, he smiles at me.

“You always did like it a little rough, uh amante?” He huskly whispers and I shiver on top of him, feeling his harden member poke at my thigh while I straddle him.

Oh my god, that mouth of his.

Always so sinful and wild, straight pointed.

I know full well that it better take this time to change this subject now before him and I end up fucking on this couch and Charlie ends up walking in, being traumatized.

Not that I wouldn't mind King and I getting intimate again, because we've don't it plenty of times, just not recent of two years— but I could never allow it with his brother a few feet away from us, especially since that little guy is a damn ninja that sneaks around here as if his on some serious mission or something. I swear, that kid could be a little chucky and I wouldn't even know it, oh my god.

Chucky and Charlie.

It's like two brothers in the making.

Right, I'm scaring myself. I need to stop it.

My eyes narrow at him. “Okay, Mr King.” I lower my voice and my hand, dragging in down his chest— I'm being a tease, I know it and I don't care because I love it and his reactions when I do this. I slowly hook my arms around him and smile. “Where are we going tonight?” I ask.

He raises up a challenging eyebrow with a small smirk on his plump lips. “You're coming?” He questions while his hand tightens on my hips as he pulls me forward.

I fully understand his double meaning— I roll my eyes but I decide to play his little game. “Yeah, I'm coming.”

I feel his fingers dig into my shirt, pressing into my skin and his hips jerk upwards, hitting me on my center and I release a moan, clutching harder at his hair from behind.

His bottom lip is pulled between his teeth and his eyes are shut. “You're doing that on purpose.” He groans.

I stare at him, completely stopping his and my torture and appreciating how good looking this man is— everything about him is exciting and intoxicating and extremely sexy and its all mine, I couldn't be more happy or prouder than I am right now. “Percy, you're beautiful.” I murmur.

His eyes snap open, green beautiful eyes smile at me. “Are you trying to swoon me?” He teases, narrowing his eyes.

I chuckle and shake my head no, of course not.

I remove my interlocked hands and bring one to his hair, slowly moving and massaging his head, while the other gently moves across his eyebrow, the one he had pierced with silver studs. I'll agree with Catherine, it did look hot.

“At six.” He quietly humms out.

His eyes flutter close and his body slowly starts to relax underneath me. “Hey, come on, don't fall asleep here.”

I whisper to him and slowly move away from his hold and body, he groans in annoyance and tries to catch me in his arms again— his eyes open and he tiredly glares at me.

11:36am.

The digital clock flashes.

I gesture him to stand up and pull on his hand before turning around, his arm goes around my waist, pressing me into his back as we walk down the hallway— I look at the room I had given to the little boy and its wide open with no signs of him. But my own door is closed shut.

Quietly, I push it open and there he is, sprawled across my beds and sheets looking so goddamn adorable.

“How am I supposed to fuck you with him here?”

King groans in my ear and I roll my eyes, shoving myself back into him as a warning to be quiet and wake him up.

I turn my head and look up at me, “We're going to sleep now, idiot.” I pull him forward and towards the direction of the bed. “We aren't fucking—” He quickly cuts me off.

“Yet.”

“Yet.”

I agree with him.

My hand lets go of his and wriggle out of his arm, with a lot of strength, I stumble forward and almost hit the bed.

I turn and glare at his smug expression before moving to lie on the conformable bed, I pull the small body into my arms and move forward, allowing King to come lie behind me and he does, very slowly, but his arm wraps around Charlie and I with a content sigh leaving both our lips.

His head tucks into the crook of my neck as Charlie turns his body and wraps his arm around me as well.

I smile to myself as I hear both boys breathing even out and flutter against me, the constant thought in my mind right now is peace and finally I feel light and more happy.

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Such a cute chapter.😍❤️

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Does anyone watch catfish? I love nev and max. 😂