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Neveah Aurora North:

'Neveah, are you up?' Cataleya whispers as she slowly walks into the room. I smile at her and wait for her to get closer.

'Bitch why are you still in bed!?' Brandon shouts as he storms into the room. I forgot about Brandon.

'Since when did you get here?' He rolls his eyes at me before jumping on the bed. 'I got here when Rio and Leon got here, you idiot.'

Leya walks over to the other side of the bed and takes a seat. 'Ready to go hang at the pool?'

'I can't swim yet, remember?' They sigh and turn to the door. Celine is standing there, folding her arms and staring at me with a raised brow.

'You've been complaining for days and now that you're finally allowed to go outside, you don't want to?' I nod and smile at her.

She's right. I've been whining for days since she wouldn't let me do much, and now that I'm finally allowed to do stuff, I'm sitting in my room all day.

'I know but-' 'No buts! Come on!' Brandon grabs my arm and tries to pull me out of bed, making me groan out of annoyance. 'I don't want to!'

'Bitch you don't have a fucking choice!' He shouts back, making me roll my eyes. He pulls again, making me hang off the edge.

Since half of me is hanging off the bed and the other half is holding onto it for dear life, I turn a little, making the stitches hurt like hell. I wince and Brandon instantly lets go of me.

'Shit- I'm sorry- I-' Celine pushes him away and helps me back onto the bed. 'I told you it would be better for me to stay in bed.' I smirk, smiling at Brandon.

He feels guilty about hurting me even though it's not his fault. I don't blame him.

'Did you eat yet?' I nod and point at the empty plates next to my bed. 'It was delicious, I wish Manuela would make it more often!'

Everyone stares at me for a second, trying to peek into my mind. Trying to find out if I'm fine. And I am. I just don't want to get out of bed yet.

'I promise you, I'm fine!' They move their gazes to each other and turn back to me. 'You'll rest for now but you're coming with us later today if you want to or not.'

'But-' 'Neveah you've been inside your room all day again!' I turn towards Leya who comes a bit closer. She's right, but I don't see why that's a problem.

'Leon isn't even here, so I don't get why you're not roaming around while you can?' What? I didn't know that he left again. 'He's not here?'

Brandon nods and starts pacing around the room. 'Rio sent him and Marco to fix some shipments last night. They didn't come home yet.' Did something happen?

'But they're fine! They just called to say they're on their way back here.' Leya ads, she probably saw the rising panic in my eyes.

'I still don't understand why you didn't tell him you love him yet.' Celine huffs as she walks towards the door. 'I don't love him.' I can't.

She turns back to me and rolls her eyes. I hate that she's trying to convince me otherwise. I hate that she wants me to admit it. I won't. Not to her or myself.

'We should go so that you can rest. We'll be back soon.' Brandon chimes, winking at me as he heads for the door. I nod and smile at them, before laying back down on the bed.

My thoughts roam free, jumping everywhere, as I slowly lift up my shirt. The bruise looks perfectly fine, nothing wrong with it. But why did it hurt?

Do I love Tiago? Yes. Will I ever tell him, probably not? I don't want to love him. I just- I huff out of frustration and close my eyes for a second.

I basically told him already, but I guess it wasn't enough.

I climb out of bed and head to the little cabinet against the wall. Celine keeps those pills here somewhere, maybe it will help with the pain?

As soon as I find the little bottle, I open it and stare at the pills. I take one since that's how much she usually gives me, and climb back into bed.

I can't love him. It's too painful. Not just for me, but him as well. I don't want to be the one to ruin him and I certainly don't want him to ruin me. Not that he will, I mean everyone keeps talking about how much I mean to him and stuff, so why would he? But I just-

Drew said that too. His friend kept reassuring me that he was in love with me. That he would never hurt me. But he did.

He broke me. And I let him. I never want to feel that vulnerable ever again.

But I feel like, with Tiago, it's inevitable. The pull towards him is just too strong, there's no denying it, that's why I've been trying to keep my distance from him since day one. I knew that if I would let him in just a little bit, I would get addicted again. And that's the last thing I want.

I don't want to be addicted to a man. Ever again.

But then again, the way he looks at me, the way he kisses me, the way he touches me. It's absolutely magical.

My body immediately heats up at just the thought of it, as memories flash by. Memories of that one time in Italy or right before Marcello's party or even our last kiss. God...

I clench my thighs together, hoping for this feeling to stop.

Those stupid pills... The pain stopped, which I'm very thankful for, but it made me a desperate mess. Fucking hell...

I haven't had sex ever since Leya's birthday, even before that, meaning I have not had sex with anyone in almost three months!

Sure, Tiago did wonders with his fingers- I mean he's the best one out of all the people who touched me like that, but it's not enough. I need more.

A knock on the door startles me.

Leya, Celine, and Brandon just left to go hang at the pool, so it can't be them.

Rafael would never come to visit me alone, simply because Tiago wouldn't let him and he has nothing to do with me right now.

Meaning it must be Tiago. Do I want to face him right now?

'Come in.' I mumble, debating if this is the right decision.

The door slowly opens and Tiago steps into the room, looking at the ground.

'I'm sorry. I really am. I shouldn't have lashed out at you the way I did, please forgive me?'

I smile at his apology and want him to come closer. I pat on the side of the bed and follow his body as he walks over to the bed.

All the anger floods away as if nothing ever happened. I can't stay mad at him. I just can't.

'I know. So am I.' I whisper as he slowly climbs next to me.

The bed dips at Tiago's weight and I press my body against his, making him smile a little. He barely touches me, afraid that he might hurt me in any way. But since I took those pills Celine prescribed for me, I'm hornier than ever.

I press my ass against his crotch, hoping, practically begging, for him to touch me.

'You need to heal.' He sighs, trying to keep me at distance, but I press my ass back, hoping he'll let me do my thing.

My stitches feel perfectly fine and I don't think they'll rip if we do a little something.

'Please?' I turn my face towards him, blinking dramatically, hoping it will send him over the edge a little.

But he simply looks away, avoiding me at all costs. I groan and push him onto the bed, slowly climbing on top of him. It doesn't hurt at all, but he puts his hands on my waist, trying to keep me at distance.

'Neveah..' Fucking hell... His voice is magical, sending me over the edge, even though I am not the one who needs to be convinced to do this. 'I'll be fine.'

He finally looks at me again, his eyes filled with desire. 'I promise I'll tell you when it gets too much.'

Tiago looks at me with one eyebrow raised, he knows I won't tell him to stop. 'Please?' I practically beg.

Slowly I slide my hands towards the end of his shirt, trying to pull it up so that he can't say no anymore. He doesn't oppose this time but still hesitates about touching me.

He pulls his shirt over his head, the muscles of his arms and stomach flexing with the movements, and I shamelessly let my eyes roam over his hard chest, his defined torso. My eyes go lower and lower, until I see the bulge forming in his pants. Fuck...

I gasp at the sight of him and hear him chuckle softly. 'Shocked?' I shake my head and can't take my eyes off of him.

My eyes sweep over his torso, up until I meet his arms. I stare at the tattoos again, slowly touching the imprinted ink with my fingertips. The rose, he still has it. Of course, he has. I smile and look into his eyes. All he does is look, but it makes me want him even more. Just simply by the way he's looking at me.

'Take it off.' I whisper, trying to sound as steady as possible, even though I'm a total wreck.

He does as I say and slowly takes down his pants, unbuckling his belt, including his underwear. My eyes travel down until they reach his full length, hard and eager.

I am certainly not disappointed.

Tiago chuckles at my reaction to him and pulls me closer to him. 'You think you can take it?'

I nod, knowing that I took it before, but a little uncertain. God, he grew in these past six years. If that was even possible.

If God does exist somewhere, I know for certain that Tiago was one of his favorite creations. He didn't hesitate to make him this perfect.

Tiago sweeps the hair off my shoulder, replacing it with his lips. The soft-touch, makes me gasp for air a little. It's heavenly.

'I've been thinking about doing this, Cara...' If he doesn't stop right now, I might not need him inside me after all. Fucking hell.

He begins running his fingers down my chest, slowly lifting my shirt with his other hand. Within a second my shirt flies through the room and lands somewhere on the ground.

His eyes roam around, just like mine did two seconds ago. Normally when a guy looks at me like this, I just start feeling insecure. But with Tiago, it's the complete opposite. He makes me feel confident, just by looking at me the way he does.

His finger stops at my stitches and he immediately pulls back, blocking whatever he had in mind, and sighs deeply.

'We shouldn't-' I push him back on the bed, pinning his arms above his head. The sudden move stuns him as his eyes fly open, his apologetic face replaced with a hungry one. 'Neveah.'

I swiftly grab the belt he placed on the bed and wrap it around his wrists and the frame of the bed. He tries to break free, if he really wanted to he would, and groans at the restrain around his wrists.

'Untie me.' I shake my head, looking at his dick one more time. Slowly I move my panties to the side and lift up my hips, trying to find the right position to do this. 'Neveah...' He tries to sound demanding, but all I hear is desire.

He wants this...

I slowly lower my hips on his length, feeling him fill me up in the best way he can. Fuck.. It's a mix of pain and pleasure, with the pleasure dominating the pain, making me gasp for air.

A moan escapes my lips and I look down on him. He looks at me- lust in his eyes and total awe. He's enjoying this much more than he thought he would.

I let my hips grind on him, slowly since I haven't had someone this big inside me in a long time. 'Fuck Tiago...' I groan, grasping his shoulders tightly.

'Untie me now.' He moans against my neck, scraping his teeth against my collarbone, making me moan even louder.

I don't give a single fuck about the others in the house. All I want is this.

I lean back, looking into his eyes. He's starting to get more and more annoyed by the fact that he can barely move since I tied him up. I grind against him, slower than before, and take a deep breath. It feels like I'm about to explode.

'Cara... Untie me now..' He groans, trying not to thrust his hips against mine. 'Do it.' He shakes his head, fighting his senses.

I feel his length get even bigger, which I didn't think was possible. 'Untie me Neveah...' Now I'm the one shaking my head as I start bringing up my paste, grinding against him a little faster.

I can feel myself getting close and just hope that he's also getting close. He tries to break free again, lifting his hips a little, thrusting deeper inside of me. I arch into him and press my hand on his hard chest.

'Neveah please...' He moans desperately, looking at me with total desire. All I do is look down, at the point where our bodies are actually connecting. 'Fuck me Tiago.' I bring out since I can barely breathe normally.

He shakes his head and tries breaking free again, only making me enjoy this even more. 'Fuck-' He does it again, bringing me closer to the edge.

He knows what he's doing and knows how it makes me feel, so does it again. He finally gives in, thrusting his hips against mine, and looks into my eyes.

I lean back, grinding my hips against his so that I can feel every inch possible. Holy shit!

'Look at me.' I do as he asks, even though I'm the one on top, he's still the one in charge. 'You like that huh?' I nod, barely able to keep in anything anymore.

He thrust even harder, almost making me scream out of pleasure.

'Look down.' I move my gaze down, towards his length entering my body in the most perfect way ever. He groans, thrusting in and out of me by lifting his hips off the bed.

'Tiago I-' I can't even finish my sentence, but I don't have to. 'Come for me, Cara...' He groans and I do. I come all over him, feeling him do the same.

It feels as if I'm jumping out of a building, falling down from over a hundred floors, freefalling into the unknown.

He fills me up and thrusts into me one more time, making sure I take every fucking drop of him.

I give in and crash onto his chest, shaking from the euphoria I just felt.

'Fucking perfection..' He says out of breath, wrapping his arms around me gently.

He didn't even fucking try to get out...

'Tiago...' I whisper out of breath. He chuckles softly and slides his fingers down my back, caressing my skin with his perfect touch. 'You'll pay for that.' He flips us around and starts hovering over me, making me giggle at his excitement.

I'm happy that he's not going to keep himself contained anymore and wait for him to continue. I'm ready for whatever he has in mind.

'You thought,' He lowers his hand as he tries to press his tip against my entrance. Oh god! 'That you could get away with that?'

I nod and pull him down, pressing my lips against his. He slams himself inside of me, making me moan against his lips. Fuck...

Tiago grabs onto my hands and pins them above my head, not allowing me to touch him again, as his other hand moves to my nipple. 'Let me-' 'No.' He groans, pressing his lips against mine again.

He knows exactly what he's doing and it's making me wild.

I try grasping onto the bedsheets, but his grip is just too tight, making it unable for me to move. 'Fuck!'

He smirks and moves his lips towards my neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin. 'Tiago please-'

Just as he's about to answer, the bedroom door swings open, making us stop whatever we're doing. He didn't lock the door...

'You better be- OH MY GOD!' Brandon exclaims as his eyes grow wide. He does not look away and simply stares at Tiago's exposed ass. I try covering myself as much as possible and push Tiago off of me.

'Ever heard of knocking?!' Brandon, whose mouth is almost falling onto the floor, takes a few seconds to compose himself before he turns to the door. Leya and Celine rush in and stare at us in total shock.

'Ever heard of locking the door!?' Brandon shouts laughing a little.

While I'm trying to cover myself, Tiago simply sits there, with only his crotch covered. 'Oh god!' Leya instantly covers her eyes when she realizes what she just walked into and Celine simply rolls her eyes.

'I told you it wouldn't take long!' You bitch! 'Why didn't you guys lock the door?' Brandon smirks, walking over to the bed. I feel my cheeks glow red and look at the sheets, trying to avoid eye contact at all cost.

'Please tell me you're not naked anymore?' Leya asks, peeking through her fingers. I look at Tiago who is smirking like crazy. I shove him off the bed, making him pull the sheets a little, and crawl under the sheets so that they won't see me naked. 'What did I do know?!'

'Stop looking at me like that!' I shout, pulling the blankets back up so I am not naked. 'Do you want them to see my dick!?' What?

Right. I didn't think about that one. 'Just- Get up!' He climbs back on the bed, pinning me back onto the mattress like before.

'Oh god!' I just know Leya's covering her eyes again. 'Oh, I'm going to enjoy this!' Brandon chimes, moving closer to the bed.

'Tiago I'm going to fucking kill you!' I shout, pushing him off of me. He chuckles and keeps his eyes on me, showing me what he actually wants to do. 'Why did you interrupt our moment?' He asks Brandon without even looking at him.

'You should've locked the door.' He simply answers, smiling like a crazy person. He's enjoying this too much.

'Since you're able to fuck again, I think you're perfectly capable of going out to eat with us. Right?' Celine smirks, making me stare up at her. She knows that I won't be able to say no now.

'Fine, can I at least get dressed first?' She nods and walks back into the hall, making me huff as I wait for the other two to walk out of the room.

But they don't. They simply stay put and stare at me in total shock.

'Guys?' Leya nods and rushes after Celine, while Brandon smirks and slowly walks out of the room as well.

I take a deep breath before turning to Tiago. His eyes are still on me and I can tell that he wants to continue this right away. But I can't.

'We should get ready.' He sighs and steps out of bed, grabbing his clothes from the ground. I watch as his back muscles flex with his every move, dreaming about digging my nails into his skin, wishing for him to touch me again.

'I'll talk to you later then.' He puts his shirt back on and heads for the door, making me jump off the bed. My legs hurt like crazy, but somehow I'm able to shout 'Wait!'

He slowly turns around and looks at my naked body. I forgot about that part... There is only one emotion in his eyes. Desire.

His eyes say it all. He wants to throw me on the bed and continue what we started, and God, I want him to do just that. But I said I would go out to eat something with them.

'Aren't you coming with us?' I ask, trying to sound as steady as possible. Tiago's too busy staring to answer me. Within seconds he has me wrapped in his arms. The feeling of his clothes rubbing against my bare skin feels wrong. I want to feel him naked again.

But the fact that he's holding onto me, makes it a little less uncomfortable to stand up.

He kisses me softly, slowly lowering his hands to my ass. 'Do you want me there?' He groans against my lips. I honestly thought he didn't care to monitor, but he did. 'Yes.' I smile, leaning back enough to look into his eyes.

'Then I'll be there.' He smirks, placing a small kiss on my lips before turning to the door. 'I just have to talk to Rio real quick, but I'll be there.'

He walks into the hall, leaving me like a mess again. I really didn't want him to go.

'I'll wait for you.' I say breathlessly, before moving to my closet so that I can dress myself. My legs hurt so damn much, but I'm able to conceal it just fine. Thank god...

It would be absolutely embarrassing to be limping all the way to town.

I decide to wear a short, flower-printed dress since it's sunny outside. I put my hair in a bun and grab all of my stuff, before heading to the door.

'Someone decided to dress up again.' Brandon smirks as he wraps his arm around mine. Everyone, except Rio, is standing in the hall. Even Marco for some reason.

'My annoying brother wanted to tag along.' I look at Marco, who can't keep his eyes off of Leya, and smile. 'Because he's in love with the hottie over there.'

Leya rolls her eyes as she continues to talk to him about something. It's a good thing he didn't hear me...

'Good to know you're still able to walk.' Celine jokes. My eyes widen and I gasp for air, making her and Brandon burst out into laughter. If only she knew...

'You look good, Cara...' Tiago whispers in my ear, sending a wave of shivers through my body. I feel his hand on my lower back and look into his eyes. He shamelessly looks at me and smiles.

'Okay, we should go before Rio decides he needs to talk to you or Leya.' Celine groans before pulling all of us through the door.

We get into two separate cars, Marco, Brandon, and Tiago head to Tiago's jeep, leaving Celine, Leya, and me to head towards another.

'I'm driving.' Leya exclaims, running to the car we used to get to this house a week ago. We all get in and race to the town, which takes less than five minutes.

Once we get there, we all go inside a cute little restaurant. Leya takes a seat next to the window and I sit beside her. Everyone waits for Tiago to pick a seat, and he decides to take the one across from me.

His eyes are on me as the waiters give everyone a menu, and I feel like I'm on fire.

'We have to talk later, something happened.' Leya whispers before grabbing the menu from the table. I look at her and raise an eyebrow. 'Is everything alright?'

She nods and smiles at me. 'It's not a bad thing... I think.' She trembles, making me smile at her. This is something about Rio. I just know it.

She trembled like that before. When she told me about the dream she had. It was about Rio and she has that flush in her cheeks again. All because of him.

'We'll talk.' I chime, leaning on her shoulder a little. 'We certainly will, you have to tell me what happened between Leon and you.' She smirks.

Leon and you... My heart skips a beat at her words, but I curse at it for doing so.

Tiago is absolutely amazing so far and I don't think he's like Drew at all. But I don't trust it. I don't want to hurt him and I don't want him to hurt me.

But if I keep denying my feelings for him, if I keep lying to him about the way I feel, I'll damage both of us.

Am I ready to give up? Am I ready to let it all go? Am I ready to pack my shit and get out of here? No.

I can't leave and I don't think I'll ever be able to leave anymore. It will hurt him, but it will hurt me more. The effect he has on me is stronger than I thought, and I'm done running away from it.

We order our food and have a great time. We stay for at least two hours, talking and laughing about small things.

'We should probably head home!' Brandon exclaims, he's obviously a little drunk and tries to get up, almost falling straight to the ground. 'We probably should.' Tiago laughs, helping his friend up.

I watch as he and Marco carry drunk Brandon towards the exit. Celine pays and pushes us out of the restaurant.

Leya looks at me and rolls her eyes. 'We'll pay her back.' I groan, knowing exactly what she's thinking. She and I both hate when people pay shit for us. Especially stuff like this.

'No, you won't.' Celine smiles before throwing her arms around us. She drags us after the others and seems to be a little tipsy herself.

'Brandon! Listen to me you asshole! I fucking love you!' Yup... She's obviously drunk...

Once we get to the cars, we make sure Brandon and Celine are strapped, unable to escape since they suddenly want to go and swim in the ocean. Not that there's an ocean around for them to swim in, somehow they think there is.

'Once we get home, you two are allowed to go for a swim.' Leya smiles as she hops in the car herself. Celine latches onto her and smiles like a little kid.

It's official. She's an absolute lightweight. She barely had two drinks! Brandon on the other hand kept on drinking the entire time.

Just as I'm about to hop in the car with them, someone pulls me back, lifting me up just a little. 'You're coming with me.'

A smile forms on my lips as I feel the familiar arms around my waist. 'But-' 'We'll see you at the house!' Tiago shouts before dragging me with him, towards his car.

Apparently, Marco's driving the other car, leaving Tiago's car for just us two.

We get in and look at each other for a second, the tension rising by the second. 'If you don't stop looking at me like that, I'll take you right in front of everyone, Cara.' My heart skips a beat again and I feel my cheeks flush red.

'Why don't you?' I ask, wanting to provoke him just a little more. I would never let him fuck me out in the open, but I wouldn't mind him touching me again.

'Because I want you to know something first.' He groans, taking a deep breath before grabbing my hand and bringing it to his chest. I feel his heart beat like crazy against his chest and stare up into his eyes.

I hear the other car race off of the parking lot and keep my eyes on him.

'I love you Neveah.' He whispers, making me want to pull back and run out of the car. I'm not ready to say it and I don't think I'll be able to say it any time soon, but I don't want to hurt him.

'And you don't have to say it right now, I just-.' The others already drove off and there is almost no one else parked around here, so we're basically alone.

'I just wanted you to know.' He mumbles softly. I take a deep breath and nod, knowing that he's not done yet. He has more to tell me. 'I just don't want you to go away again. I promise I'll protect you with my life Neveah.'

'Please don't.' I smile as tears start to form in my eyes. 'I don't want you to die because of the stupid shit I do.'

He chuckles and shrugs, before slowly moving his hands towards my face. I lean against them, enjoying the warmth they spread. 'You don't have to fear for your life, because I will protect you. I will kill every person who even thinks about hurting you. I will drag their ass to their grave and make them suffer immensely, even if it kills me.'

'Don't say that.' I groan, not wanting it to be true. I don't want him to kill himself just to save me. 'I will if I need to Cara.'

I want to ask why, but I already know why. 'Because I love you.'

This time it's different. His words echo through my mind, replacing every ounce of doubt I ever had about him. About us.

I press my lips against him and enjoy the heat going through us, almost climbing on top of his lap as he pulls me closer.

The only thing stopping us is his phone that starts ringing. I groan and lean back, waiting for him to pick up, which he doesn't. He simply keeps his eyes on me and tries to pull me back. 'You might want to take that.' I say between kisses.

He shakes his head and lets his phone ring, while gently pulling me closer. I want to climb onto his lap, I really do, but his phone keeps ringing, and what if it's urgent?

'Tiago, pick up the phone please.' I smile, moving away from him. Just far enough for him to stop smacking his lips against mine. He groans and grabs his phone.

'What is it?' He sneers at the person on the other side of the phone. He huffs a few times as the person on the other side of the phone continues to talk. It sounds like Rio, but it might as well be someone else. 'Okay, we're on our way.'

He throws his phone to the side and looks at me again. 'We have to go home, Rio wants to talk.' So it was Rio.. 'Okay. Let's go.' I smile, quickly kissing him before turning on the car.

He smiles proudly and races away from here. It took us less than three minutes to get home, which is insane, but I don't care.

I jump out of the car and head for the door, with Tiago behind me.

As soon as we get into the house, I already know that everyone is going crazy. Brandon and Celine are singing at the top of their lungs, Leya is red and seems to be angrier than ever before, Marco is simply drooling over her and Rio... Rio simply has his arms crossed, looking down at Leya.

'What's going on here?' I ask, rushing over to Leya. 'This asshole decided that it would be a great idea for us to move again!' She shouts, pointing her finger at Rio.

'Watch your tone Velez, I'm warning you.' Rio sneers, before turning to his cousin. 'How nice of you to invite me.' He fake smiles, making me roll my eyes.

'I asked if you wanted to join and you said no, remember?' Tiago smiles, walking over to help Brandon off the ground. 'Thanks, hottie!'

Leya and I smile at our drunk friend and watch as he stumbles over to his room. 'How much did he have to drink?' Rio asks a little annoyed.

'A lot.' 'Are we really moving again?' I ask, making both of them look at me. Rio nods and sighs again as if this is the fifth time he has to explain it to me.

'We leave in two days. Tiago and Celine still have to go and get stuff done tomorrow.' He explains as he walks towards us.

As much as I wish I could kill him, he still scares me. Rio is a big man, he could simply sit on me and I would probably die, but he's also threatening as hell.

'Why?' Leya asks, not scared at all. Normally she wouldn't dare to talk back to him, but ever since their kiss, she seems to have more confidence than ever. 'Why are we moving again?'

'A man in my position can't stay at one place for too long, Velez.'

I watch as he smirks at her, feeling her stiffen behind me. She's thinking about him and I can't help but wonder if it's in a bad or sensual way.

'Where are we going Adriano?' Apparently, Tiago didn't know we were moving either. 'We're going to Barletta.'

'We are!' Celine exclaims, suddenly adding to the conversation. I thought she left to go to her room, but apparently not. 'Oh my god! I can't wait to go back there!' She shouts before running over to her room. She almost runs into the wall on her way but composes herself before turning around the corner.

'You have two days to pack your stuff, should be enough. Right?' Rio asks to annoy us. More Leya than me, since his eyes are only on her. 'Whatever.' She sneers, pulling me after her as she heads to her room.

I hear Rio chuckle behind me and turn around, watching Tiago sigh deeply as he starts to speak to his cousin. I wonder if he noticed the little changes as well.

'God! I hate him!' Leya shouts as soon as her bedroom door closes and all I can do is smile. 'Why?'

'He keeps dragging us with him as if we're some kind of pets to him!' She continues to rant. 'That's just the way it goes, I guess.'

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Real quick A/N:

Okay sooooo... uhm, what did ya'll think about this chapter? I hope is was smuty enough for you😳...

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