"Sweetheart, you disobeyed us, when we tell you to do something you do it," King muttered, his breath hitting the shell of my ear. I was focused on the three sets of hands-on me how they didn't miss how my body responded to them. We were in the back of the club, me being ambushed after I walked off stage. They had told me to quit my job, that they would take care of me. No matter how relieving that may be, I wasn't going to rely on anyone again. But I didn't think of the consequences if I didn't obey them. After their unspoken promise for punishment when they told me to never walk on that stage again unless I'm dancing for them and only them. I disobeyed them, and I could feel the cruel intent broiling under the surface of their cool facade. King was standing behind me, Alexander and Cade were standing in front of me. Alexander was pulling the straps of my bra down my shoulders, Cade had his hand wrapped around my throat, and King's fist was wrapped in my hair, pulling my neck back. "Get your pretty ass dressed. Then you are coming home with us. We'll teach you what happens when you forget who you belong to," Alexander said with a cruel smile on his face. My heart was racing, and I started to break out in a sweat. My chest was rising and falling with the quick breaths I took, and I knew they would never hurt me the way I knew they could. They wanted to protect me, is what they said. But how much of what they say can I believe? --------------------------------------- This is a mature story, and I'm not bothering with saying 18+ because that would be a joke. So proceed with caution if your mind hasn't been tainted. (nearly impossible considering you are on this app).

ALEXANDRA He's supposed to house me for the summer, keep me in check from running wild. I am but a spoiled child in his eyes, nothing but a person who came to disturb his peace. He makes me work, watching my every movement even when I know he has better things to do, when I know he wants nothing to do with me. He's nothing like the boys in the city, then again, he's not a boy at all nor are we near the city. Everyday I feel myself going breathless with each touch from him. I feel my heart race as I see him working. I feel each order resonate across my body, making me ache in a way that I know it's wrong. I shouldn't want him, not when he's my father's best friend. HEATH He asked me for a favor, to house his daughter and make her see how harsh reality is. It was supposed to be easy when she's what I expected with her red shoes and quirky mouth. I shouldn't have an issue telling her what to do when all she does is get under my skin with each comment, when she's making my life harder than it already is. But with each passing day, it gets harder to ignore the way she makes me feel. I have to hold my breath each time I'm near her, stop myself from wanting to touch her and do things I shouldn't do. I'm not supposed to want her, especially not when I'm twice as old as her. All Rights Reserved ©solxr28 ©asj_28 June 10 2022

"We share the same secrets as kids. And grow up to face the same fears as adults." -fw. When Amelia May loses her father to cancer, she is forced to separate with her only sibling and move in with the McKays, a wealthy high-class family. She slowly finds herself within the three sons of Mr. McKay, but later realizes that maybe they aren't so normal after all. •A heart-wrenching coming of age story about love and lost, development and discovering the dark sides of your soul• #Taboo #Dark #Murder #Might be disturbing to some readers