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He’s such a manipulative asshole, it’s attractive at times.
“News flash, motherfucker. You are an afterthought. In fact, you’re so fucking useless that I forget you exist sometimes. The Elites is a club I started for my own entertainment and every one of you is a fucking pawn on my chessboard, so when I tell you to jump, you ask how high. When I tell you to throw yourself down a well, you do that with eyes wide open, like you’ve been doing all along.”
I can’t believe Landon, who proudly confessed that he’s the enemy of everything flora and fauna, has not only been watering the flowers, but he’s also trimmed the grass around it and removed the parasites.
Lan replicated my look from when he first chased me up to the roof.
I’m a Sokolov and we don’t offer excuses.
He slaps my pussy and
“If it’s not clear yet. I’m into you, Mia, and that’s a very long-term commitment. I’ll protect you, but I’ll always keep an eye on you so no one else fancies what’s mine.
“You look like my favorite masterpiece.”
For the first time in a long time, I want to say this in my own voice, with my own words.
“I’m yours, Landon.”
“Yes, you are. Always were and always fucking will be.”
Landon parts my ass cheeks and I hear it before I feel it. He spits on my back hole as he thrusts his cock into my oversensitive cunt.
“Shh. Relax for me.”
“That’s it. You’re taking my cock so well, baby.”
“Fucking mine.” I am. But then again, so is he.
if greatness were to come easily, everyone could be a genius.
my own Greek goddess.
“I’m yours, Landon.”
I bury my nose in her slightly damp hair and I breathe in the magnolia scent.
My lungs expand as I inhale her and I release a long hum. “It is now.”
Was she always so fucking beautiful
Only three people have ever given me that look. Mum, Dad—after he realized it was pointless to put me on a leash—and Uncle Aiden. And now, her. Mia.
“That’s what I’m counting on. Don’t ever change. You’re perfect the way you are.”
Don’t let the image he wears so well fool you. There’s another side to him that he keeps under lock and key.”
“Did I ever tell you that you look adorable when you glare? It gets me hard.”
“Get over yourself.” “Impossible.”
I don’t vibe well with mediocrity.”
“And the plants!” She smiles. “Thank you for taking care of them. They’re alive and pretty.”
“I was bored.”
The blasphemy. How dare she treat me like a servant for the demon flowers that she’s giving more attention than me.
Funny and fun. Not just funny or fun. It’s both funny and fun.
Mia’s blonde strands stick to her face, but she still looks like a goddess as she laughs, the sound echoing around me like my favorite tune.
*Remington adds Creighton to the group chat* Creighton I’d rather be sleeping.
*Creighton King has left the chat*
She’s so insane, I love it.
unlike Remi, who called for a ‘meeting’ so he could get the latest gossip.
And it hurts worse than I’d like to admit. Especially coming from my brother, who’s always listened to me, even when I talk gibberish.
“How can I talk to you if you don’t look at me?”
“Remember, Cecily loved me first.” Landon’s voice turns eerily calm. Taunting, even. “She loved me so much that she fantasized about me and called me her prince. She loved me so much that she gave me heart eyes long before you came along. Not to mention, we used to bathe together as children. Fucking naked. You must really hate that you’ll always be second choice to me.”
“You’re never leaving me and we won’t be over,” he says, ignoring everyone else present as he kisses me in a brief passionate kiss.
“My turn.” Maya basically pushes me away so she can hug Mom.
“He learned sign language for me and helped me set up my own garden. He also plays chess with me and cooks my favorite pasta.
Art is about being different, not neat.
My name is Landon King and I’m Mia’s boyfriend. May I come in?”
He interlocks his fingers with hers and places them on his thigh.
“Act?” He searches his surroundings as if looking for a third presence before focusing back on me. “What act?”
the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Am I right?”
“He’s so full of shit.” I know, baby girl. I know so well.
“Which grandson?” “Which one is the worst headache?” “It’s a tough competition between my two eldest Eli and Landon.” “It’s the latter.” “Ah.”
“Of course… Grandpa?” “Much better.”
