My Brother's Bestfriend

imed on the other si

ow what to do. It's driving m

m since you were twelve." This wouldn't be the first

would go crazy once he finds out I think of his Bestfriend like that... I'll just try to bury these fee

have you been trying

eep trying," she mumbled. "I hope yo

ldn't agree to send you to a low-tier school," Rhea said. "But the good pa

swear I'll

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ponent, a smile on his fa

oud and reached to take the money o

een winning the whole time, James?" his opp

t? If I did, you

aving no choice but to

his hand reaching into his pocket and drawing out

d and raised his glass to drink, but

s widened, and his

in town, b

bing his drink. Shifting his gaze to

Klaus greeted, takin

run but bumped into a hard chest. His eyes m

Go

backbone nearly breaking. Like a small fountain, blood spi

Vincent asked

king know!" James trembled, s

ir back, a sign he was

ot back from a trip, and I haven't fucked yet,

I ca

cent. Klaus crouched and grabbed James by the ha

ll grant your request," Klaus said, sl

th slow music booming all around. The smell of alcohol, sex filled the room as Scanti

oached them. Only her nipples and pussy were cove

Simon?" K

long time, you know," she whispered, reach

on f

when he got serious,

private room. Inside, a man was seated with

recorder to one of Si

smoke. "Come, take any bitch you want, like you used to.

," Klaus said, h

Vincent, who wore the same expression as Klaus.

eared, Simon gave a

quit," Klaus

d tense for a while before

you fucki

h," Vincent added, and

as he slowly stood. His gaze shifte

and pointed them at Klaus and

longer working for me, it

over" Vincent snapped and one of the men

the sight, but Simon's vo

st men, I'll let this slide once... Do not ever bring suc

d in the car as they dro

'll find

d be over once you are back. I can't do

-

ng on the dress she'd recently designed. Pictures of

l clock. It was late already, and Klaus and Vincent

h her mother, who kept rambli

eet new friends since the college is not far from their home;

oss her lips as sh

ht craving for a bowl of ice cream. Rubbing her sleepy eyes,

est. Thinking it was her br

ped when she real

't wearing a shirt. His hard, toned, inked body was bare to her gaz

Thump

ld hear was her

ut, but his voice did

n, staring at her stunned, re

her hair.

ed out of her

nt?" he asked quietly, his face close. Her ey

ou," she b

, but the words had slipped out

owed. Oh no, Morticia

ned, as he lean closer. A sinister

aving wet dreams ab