2-His Huge C*ck
I clasped closer to my mother’s sweater, watching the decor around the opulent living room of the head of the counselor, Lord Vasquez S*ade.
“Please have a seat,” he told my mom the second time. The first time, she couldn’t accept his offer because I didn’t want to let go of her
“It’s fine, Beatrice! Sit down.” She gently patted the back of my hand and made me flop down with her.
Lord Vasquez gave me a quick smile before his eyes traveled to my greasy hair.
“Is she alright?” He asked my mom, picking up on my anxiety
“She got bullied in school today. They messed her up pretty bad,” she pouted sadly, confiding in the most powerful man ever.
“That’s ridiculous. But fear not. The moment we tell the world I’m her new stepfather, they will come apologizing to her.” The confidence he displayed proved he was a true Lord.
“Why don’t you go upstairs and wash yourself up?” He then suggested it out of the blue.
“Mrs. Brown is busy preparing lunch for you guys. So I can’t ask her to show you around and take you to the guest bathroom,” Lord Vasquez apologized, but my mother urged me to take him up on his offer.
“It’s all okay. Beatrice is going to be living here. I’m sure she can find the guestroom.” The tone she used was for me to under stand she wants me to obey her. I got up from my seat reluctantly and obeyed my mother, even when wandering around a new place was way out of my comfort zone.
I walked upstairs to the white mansion and faced the rooms displayed before my eyes.
“How the heck am I supposed to know which room is the guestroom?” I frowned, taking a wild guess and reaching for one of the rooms that gave me the guestroom vibes. Although all the doors were similar, that room seemed to be calling for me.
Holding my heart in my palm, 1 barged in. A gasp was all i could let out when I saw a young and handsome man sitting in and front of a computer and rubbing his d*ck in his hand.
It was my first time seeing a man’s genitalia from that close. His d*ck was long and big, even bigger than both his hands com bined. My body felt a weird wave of interest.
He immediately broke the static stare from the laptop’s screen and looked my way. His blue eyes caught my sight like an eagle prying from above.
“Who the f*ck let you in?” his deep, dark, and heavy voice yelled from across the room, making me tremble in my body and pull out of the door anxiously.
The sight was enough to traumatize me, not to mention that he was definitely one of my stepbrothers.,
I ran downstairs as if my life depended on it. In no time, I was back in the living room and hiding behind my mother.
“What happened? You didn’t clean up?” She turned to me and scanned me quickly.
“I think she didn’t find the restroom. I will ask Mrs. Brown to help her later.” Lord Vasquez smiled awkwardly, clearly watching me tremble in my skin.
“I’m so sorry! She is just not like others. Beatrice needs atten tion and guidance since her wolf barely speaks to her.” My moth er didn’t think too much of it and rubbed my arm to calm me down.
How do I tell her I saw my stepbrother’s d*ck? It is going to be so awkward meeting him now.
“I’ll go check up on my sons. I need to introduce them to you.” Lord Vasquez S*ade left his seat to go upstairs. I wondered if my stepbrother would be angry at me for watching him naked.
“Now tell me what happened?” My mother knew something went wrong upstairs, but she didn’t ask me in front of Lord Vasquez.
“I saw one of my stepbrothers naked,” I replied, my face flushed with embarrassment.
“What? How the hell did y–,” her words turned m*ffled when raised my face and saw another young man walking through the door and entering the foyer.
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