Room Twenty-Two – Hide and Seek Read Online Mila Crawford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
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Axel’s hand plays with my balls as his mouth milks over my cock. The sensation of being so near her cunt is too much to bear. I pull my cock out of Axel’s mouth and line myself up against Stella’s pussy. I pump my cock a few times and blow right onto her cotton panties. Knowing she’ll wake up in the morning with my cum on her panties is so fucking erotic. She’ll have my scent on her.

Mine.

Chapter Five

Present Day

STELLA

My foot hits the pavement as I get out of the ostentatious limo my new stepfather sent to the airport for me. I told my mom I’d be fine taking a cab like your average college student, but my new stepfather, Anthony Moretti, can’t have his trophy wife’s daughter traveling as a common peasant.

I glance up at the mausoleum that’s supposed to be a home. A medieval-style castle right in the middle of a Chicago suburb. Stones layered on each other with large turrets and actual gargoyle statues in the middle of a lush forest full of European buckthorns, green ash, and American Elm. The structure is a far cry from the one-bedroom apartment my mother and I lived in when I was in high school. Looks like I’m not in Kansas anymore.

The driver stands beside me, bags in hand as if waiting for an order. As if I can tell anyone what to do.

“I can take those.” I reach out to grab my two bags.

He quickly pulls his arms away. “No, Miss. That’s not how it works. I walk you to the front door and discard your bags there.”

I want to argue. I’m not used to this. Rich people have a completely different standard of living than us commoners. I nod and walk up the stone steps to the massive oak doors with the giant lion knocker. The driver opens the door and waits, not saying a word. He stands there with his arms to his sides and my bags by his feet.

“Oh, there you are, Miss Stella,” a dark-haired woman in a business suit and tight bun says. She nods at the driver, who returns her nod and leaves. “My name is Heidi.” She juts her hand out, and I shake it. “I’m the manor’s executive assistant. It’s lovely to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you.”

“Mr. Moretti and your mother have been called away on business. They’ve informed me they’ll be back in two days. Should I show you to your room?”

I nod. “That would be great, thank you.”

I move to grab my bags, but Heidi’s firm hand stops me. “Please, leave those. We will bring them up to your room.”

I shake off her hand and take hold of my bags. “No, it’s okay. I’d rather take them up with me now. Lead the way.”

Heidi gives me a disappointed stare, her lips set in a firm line. Nodding briskly, she walks us to a large marble staircase. I can’t help wondering if my new stepfather has more money than God. Who has a marble staircase?

“We’ve put you in this room,” Heidi says, opening French doors into what looks like a five thousand-a-night hotel room, complete with eight-hundred count Egyptian cotton sheets and high vaulted ceilings. “Mr. Axel is across the hall. He’s Mr. Moretti’s son. He’s around your age, maybe a few years older.”

I’m familiar with Axel Moretti. We went to the same high school. I was a freshman when he was a senior.

Being a smart poor kid, I got scholarships to prestigious schools my entire life, passing any test they threw at me with flying colors. I begged my mom not to force me to go to a school where I stood out like a sore thumb. She simply smiled and told me it was for my future, and an education was the only thing that would ensure I didn’t end up like her. I never thought there was anything wrong with being like her. My mom worked hard at two server jobs to keep us off the streets after my dad died of cancer, leaving us completely alone in the world. Her parents abandoned us, treating us like strangers because she married a man they disapproved of. My mom didn’t want me to struggle like she did, so all the begging in the world wouldn’t make her budge.

I learned to keep myself invisible at these schools, hidden so no one paid any attention to me. If they can’t see you, they won’t bother you. That was my motto throughout my life. Because the truth is, Axel and I might as well be from different planets.

I’d noticed Axel and his two arrogant best friends. All attractive, all filthy rich kings of the school. What they said went, and if you messed with them, you would hear about it, probably with their fists and boots.


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