Athena

after the movie was done, which was bomb, we all made our way to our rooms. my step brothers were sleeping in the guest rooms which will be turned into their own rooms when dad gets the plaques and they decorate them.

before i sneak out i need to change and put on a fresh set of clothes because I'm not going in my school clothes they are musty and gross. i peel the layers of clothes off my body when i get into my ensuite and throw them into my washing basket. turning the shower temp to nice and hot but not scolding hot that's just a no, we don't want itchy skin.

the ensuite itself screams luxury but that and my room, I'm living like the queen i am. the bathroom is nice and light with a walk in shower and a him and her sink directly across from the shower with and big mirror and the toilet tucked away in the corner.

i decorated the bathroom a bit when i moved in so it has some fake vines and water proof LED strips in a yellowy orange giving a nice glow. my favourite bathroom products in the shower. lavender is a scent i love so of course its in there, but my secret is that its made for baby, well i think because it is that's where you find it in stores and its just so soft and the smell is not overpowering its just calming.

its just so good.

getting out of the shower after shaving and washing my body being careful not to slip, wouldn't be the first time, these tiles are so slippery even with a bathmat. i walk into my closet and pick what I'm going to wear out at the street races.

i know its more apollos thing but the people he races against that aren't sore loser are actually hot. and i wouldn't mind having a piece of their cake as long as they know how to respect a girl and be able to be good in the sheets. i don't want a guy that's only after his own needs and not the person who he's with, at that point the guy should have just gotten a sex doll, they don't need to come.

but since its entering winter or already is, it going to be cold and you would not catch me dead in a skimpy ass outfit, I'd freeze my tits off, and those are my money maker.

I'm not gonna judge the girls who do because 9 times out of 10 they are prostitutes and that's there only source of income. most of the time they have kids to provide for and don't have any help from any one else.

i swear i have so much clothes even if my closet isn't completely full, i can never find anything but that's probably my own fault, i don't fold or put away my clothes they either stock pile or they are shoved in a draw, again it could be my fault but I'm gonna blame having to much clothes.

you know damn well you are going to buy more

yeah, well i it always helps to be self aware.

digging through the tops i have thrown onto my chair i pull out a black halter neck/ crop top combo, it doesn't have any sleeves and reaches just above my belly button. i paired it with the low rise camo pant that i think i stole from Nyx, she has some good fashion but i think she only buys it so i can steal it she doesn't wear any of it she just has it.



i want to wear this waist chain but its a little to tight for my liking i like my jewelry baggy but not so baggy that it doesn't fall off. i am not losing all he jewelry that i worked so hard for.

more like stole

yes that was hard work i had to train my hands for weeks to be able to have that ability.

once again i pull out my trusty converses but in black to match the top.

walking out silently to my fathers study on the bottom level i switch off the silent alarm to be able to sneak into his office. walking in you can't see anything because all the furniture in this room is dark and moody. making my way around the desk to log into the computer, i don't see any personalized items.

I'm starting to wonder if this is actually Lorenzo's office instead of dads. oh well, i'll still be able to disguise the cameras but with it being Lorenzo's office i don't know what other security measures he has, i could quite possibly screwing myself right now but oh well.

it took longer that i wanted for the cameras to be disabled but i got there in the end. i walk out the back door that leads to the backyard. it doesn't have a fence but there is a tree line that acts as a boundary for us kids but i know there are guards patrolling further through where the real fence is.

walking to the side i run up until i spot the fence and the guards patrolling. hiding behind the tree till they leave so i can make my way up the tree like a squirrel. once up there I'm going to swing to the next tree across from the fence or from the tree to the ground on the other side and hope for the best.

as i make my way to do the first option the little twig my fingers were hanging onto while i balanced my way across snap and that was not a quiet snap for the small twig, noooooo it was a big loud snap which drew the attention of the guards to my tree.

thank god for the camo pant.

not helping

having to get out of view as fast as can i jump of the branch and land on my ankle on the other side, this is why i wanted to take the first option.

my ankle was in a lot of pain and i knew i either sprained it or did something but I'm doubting its broken. ignoring the pain i rush to my bike parked at the edge of the tree line on the east side of the house. i brought it here when i was exploring the area, which was a few days ago.

taking the cover off my bike, which is also camo, keeping it safe from the elements. hopping on i get out onto the back roads into the city that doesn't go through the expensive neighborhood i live in now because there's a 'curfew' because apparently the teenagers are too loud.

hunny, the only people who are loud is you and your screaming when your having your affair with your Gardner when your husbands away with his call girl.

pulling up to the abandon race course, for cars obviously, this shit is like fast and furious. the location changes for most placing who do street racing because they don't want to be caught by the cops, but i have never been to a race course like this.

the car park bit had beautiful cars that apollo would love and you can already smell the alpha male egos for here. cat girls, what i call girls who wear nothing at races, are prowling around all the racer.

you can tell who's good and who is just faking it and is terrible but has cash to pay for girls. typically the guys who are good and are actual good guys don't have women surrounding them its mostly 1 or 2 girls and they are more secluded with their group.

spotting about 6 alpha males trying to have a look at my body as i drive into a park is quite distracting and also gross, perves.

after exiting the parking area i make my way to the viewing area where the party and drinks along with drugs are dealt. i order just a red bull because if I'm going to fuck someone, who's a stranger, it will be conscious and consensual but if it someone i know they better be respectful.

i walk out to a seat over seeing the race going on now and all the bets that are going round. feeling eyes on me i turn and am met with the eyes of Nyomi, the girl from school.

she's surrounded by some guys and girls that i have seen at school including the guy from my locker with a few others i don't recognize. they're standing near the bay where the people who have just race come and collect their money. so she's waiting on some one.

she turns here head to the bar behind me in the viewing area and then back to the guy from my locker , Mateo , I'm pretty sure she's telling him about me because the next second he's spinning his head around to face me. right after that his gaze lifts to right behind me.

"what are you doing here." ahh is my lovely new brother

" watching the races, what else would i do at a street race Sebastian." i knew he would be trouble

he responds after he sits down "i know that what i mean is why are you here, your support to be at home."

no

"no i like it here and since i answered your question now answer mine, what are you doing here, stalking me." i still don't look his way still looking at Nyomi and Mateo. Sebastian still hasn't responded to my question so i answer for him

"you are a little stalker and i don't need a baby sitter I've survived on my own for a long time without any help and i don't need your help now." i don't want guards or my brothers following me.

the race has finished and a man gets out of the car that won and walks over to collect his cash, he walks up to Nyomi and Mateo's group, they talk for a bit then look up to me a Sebastian. Sebastian is glaring holes into the side of my head and hasn't noticed them.

the guy is extremely attractive, he dark brown almost black hair, striking dark green eyes, i cant see all his feature from here but i know he has a sharp jaw line and his face is showing that he is unapproachable and scary but honestly to me he's more attractive. he stands at about a good 6'5 or 6'6 height. i think the latter because he is tower over every one.

he's defiantly Russian or Romania with that dark look.

they continue to stare and i stare back, " I'm going to the bathroom" i stand and walk my way into the bathroom. my ankle is killing me time to see it in better light.

then the door burst open violently.

---🌷---🌷--- As promised another chapter

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