“You like your holes getting wrecked by our c*cks at the same time, right?” Axel growled at the same time he hit that spot, one that made me dizzy with intense pleasure and made me moan around his brother’s c*ck.

Ashley has always known hell at the hands of her triplet stepbrothers. Her mother’s affair with their mother drove her to her death and they’re determined to make her life a living hell. And that, they did to the maximum. Until they realize that they all share a fated mate and she’s no one other than Ashley. She rejects them and now, they must fight tooth and nail to prove themselves to her as worthy of her forgiveness and love.

This is a dark romance with bully themes and with HEA.

Home is Hell

ASHLEY

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach when my mom and my stepfather, the Alpha King of Crescent Valley announced that they were going on yet another vacation when they just returned from one less than a week ago.

“Don’t worry, Ashley, I'm going to get you lots of gifts, you can just text me if there is any new thing that you need,” she told me as she entered the car with Alpha Hendrix.

I wanted to tell her that I did not need anything, that the multitudes of gifts she got me from their last vacation were still untouched.

That the only thing I needed from her was for her to stay at home and protect me from my stepbrothers, and my bullies.

They were the best brothers when our parents were at home and they were the worst bullies whenever they weren't at home. The latter was the most constant because our parents were hardly ever home. They were always on one vacation attending a public event in another town or a fundraiser in other countries.

My stepbrothers, Axel, Brody, and Carson never failed to make my life a living hell. They always reminded me that I was nothing but a maid and the fact that a whirlwind romance had happened between my mom, the former head maid, and their father wasn’t going to change that.

My heart dropped even more as I watched the driver drive out of the compound and a lone tear escaped from my eye. I knew the kind of torture and pain I was going to be put through and I wasn't prepared for that.

I couldn't be prepared for it.

I started walking briskly to the main house. The plan was to escape to my room and lock myself in there before the boys would notice. Out of sight, out of mind don't allow work for them but it's better than putting myself where they'll easily see me and abuse me.

“And where do you think you're going?”

The icy cold voice made me stop in my tracks just when I was about to start climbing the stairs and my heart splintered.

It was Brody. I knew this before I even turned back and when I did, the anger and venom in his eyes almost made me lose my footing. They were so different from the warm eyes that had looked at me in the presence of our parents earlier this morning.

“I'm just... I was just...”

“Shut up, you moron,” he thundered and I felt my body shake.

“You seem to have forgotten your duty here in this house so why don't we refresh your memory?” he continued and as if in sync, Axel, who was lounging on a sofa snapped his fingers together and all the maids started filling into the sitting room.

I knew what they were going to order them to do even before they did. And despite knowing, I felt my heart break as the maids packed themselves into the boys' quarters.

That's where they'd be till our parents returned and I'd be the only one to take over the work of over ten maids.

But at least, for now, I could have a few minutes to myself. The house was sparkling clean, everything was in order and it wasn't time for dinner until 2 hours later. So I could rest up now or so I thought.

“Now, get to work,” Brody barked at me, “clean everywhere and everything till they’re sparkling clean.

“Bu… but…” I stammered, one of the numerous effects of the fear they’ve instilled in me, “Everywhere is clean.”

“You think?” Brody grinned at me, a sinister grin full of sinister promises.

The boys seemed to communicate using their mind links because the next thing I knew, they were all on their feet and turning everywhere upside down. They littered the sitting room, scattered everywhere, and poured soup and oil on the kitchen floor, on the clean plates, and on the cabinets.

A sob rocked my entire body at their sheer display of inhumanity.

“Now,” it was Carson who spoke when they were done making the house look like a junkyard, “the house isn’t so clean, right?”

He and his brothers chuckled, a dark sound that sent goosebumps over my entire body. The three brothers stood there, staring at me with so much hate and contempt that if someone could die from being intensely hated, I’d have died a long time ago.

“Now get to work,” Axel yelled before pushing me to the floor, “and get your disgusting face out of my sight.”

He practically stepped over me to walk away and his brothers mirrored his movement.

My heart was in tethers as I gathered myself and started to work. I have to if I don’t want to spend the next few days in total hell.

Her Bully Stepbrothers

ASHLEY

“What the fuck?” Axel yelled and I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach.

“Are you trying to kill us?” It was Brody who spoke next and his voice was just as angry as Axel’s.

I just finished preparing dinner and I was serving it to them. I was tired and drained from working nonstop for over five hours. I just wanted to rest.

“It’s not… I don’t understand what… ouch,” my words trailed off into a yelp when Axel angrily threw his bowl of soup at me.

It landed on my chest and it was scalding. It was so painful that I felt tears pool in my eyes and I could feel my skin peeling. I bit my lower lip to keep myself from screaming out loud because if I did, they’d know how much pain it was causing me and they’d throw more at me.

“God! You’re such a dunce,” Axel continued angrily, “you can’t even prepare proper food! Your whore of a mother didn’t teach you how to, right?”

His voice was laced with so much venom and he looked really murderous that it seemed like it was taking all of his self-restraint not to leap up from the chair and choke the life out of me.

“Right? I’m sure the only thing she’s teaching you is how to open your legs for men. Except no man in his right thinking senses will take a second look at you.”

His words were like blows to me, to my self-esteem. This wasn’t the first time they’d called me ugly and undesirable. They were the reason why I believed I was ugly and no guy would like me. And so far, they’ve been right.

“I’m sorry, I’m going to throw this away and prepare another one.”

“Of course, you will,” Brody spat angrily, “you’ve had a taste of wealth so you can waste food now.”

“No, I mean… I’m sorry.”

“You’ll be when we’re done with you. Now sit down.”

Axel angrily pushed me to the floor and the three of them dumped their food in front of me.

“Now, you’re going to eat and lick every single drop and you won’t be leaving here until you’ve finished everything.”

“What? But I…”

A slap from Axel cut me off, “get started! By the time you burst from eating all these, you’ll learn how to prepare a proper meal.”

The food was a lot and because I don’t eat that much, it was the quantity I’d eat in at least three days and now, they want me to finish it in one sitting.

That’s not going to be possible. I was going to choke and burst and…

“Do you want to be caned into eating it? Maybe we should get the whips. You must have enjoyed it the last time we used them on you.”

“No no no,” the memory of the whips brought fresh tears into my eyes, “I’m going to eat now.”

“Good!”

I started eating. There was nothing wrong with the food. I knew the boys just derive pleasure in making my life a living hell so they lied that the food was bad so they could punish me again.

I had not even eaten 10% of everything when I was already satisfied and I could feel my tummy bloating. There was nowhere to push the food to again but I kept eating and eating and eating.

Because I knew what they could do to me if I didn’t.

“You have less than 5 minutes more to finish eating everything.”

“Please,” I choked on a sob, “I can’t… I can’t do this anymore.”

“Do you want the food to waste? When you and your mother were measly beggars, you’d have danced if someone dashed you this but now, you want us to throw it away?”

“No… I mean…”

“3 minutes more and if there’s a single grain left afterward, then we’d have to bring out your favorite whips.”

“No please, I will…” I continued eating, with tears streaming down my face and mucus in my nose. It was too much for me, being treated like this.

And sometimes, I disliked Mom for marrying their father. Maybe the boys were justified in their hatred because after all, my mom’s affair with their father when she was just the head maid drove their mother to suicide.

So maybe they really deserve to hate me and make my life a living hell.

Finally, I finished eating and I was so full and bloated.

“Good!” The boys pushed away from me, a glint of satisfaction in their eyes except for Carson.

I couldn’t decipher his expression just like I’ve never been able to decipher his expressions whenever he and his brothers were making my life a living hell.

But I knew for sure that it wasn’t pity or guilt. He has been the architect of many creative ways in which they’ve punished me.

“Now, fix yourself up and get our clothes ready for school tomorrow,” Brody commanded and again, the practically stepped on me to walk away. Carson was the last and he seemed to hesitate before walking away.

Immediately they were out of sight, I dashed to my room, ran to the toilet, and threw up every single thing they just forced me to eat.

By the time I was done, I was so tired and drained that I collapsed on the floor and that was the last thing I remembered.

Punished for waking up late

ASHLEY

I woke up the next morning on my bed.

Which was strange because the last thing I remembered was collapsing on the bathroom floor. And not only was I on the bed, but I also wasn’t in those drenched clothes, I was now in a very comfortable piece of pajamas and the duvet was covering my body.

It almost seemed like someone had tucked me in.

But I knew better than to think or believe that someone had really tucked me in. The three people in this house with me would rather give me off to the lion to devour than to lift a finger to help me.

I must have done that myself but I had no recollection of it whatsoever. Was I starting to space out and forget things now?

My eyes fell on my bedside clock and a short scream left my mouth. It was 6:45 am. I should have woken up a long time ago to prepare breakfast for the triplets.

Heck! My heart dropped drastically when I realized that I didn’t remember to iron their school uniforms before I slept off.

They were going to kill me. I was sure of that. I looked around the room, trying to plot my escape so I’d return when they were calmer. I had not even gotten out of bed when my door was flung open with so much force that my heart dropped again.

They filled in, looking angry as hell while also looking exceedingly dashing in their well-ironed uniforms.

I stopped when I realized that their uniforms were ironed. I didn’t remember ironing it.

Or did I? No, I was sure I didn’t.

So where did they get well-ironed uniforms from?

“Good… good morning.”

“Save your useless stuttering,” it was Carson who growled at me, looking so pissed that I could see angry fumes coming out of him in waves.

“So you’re a princess now that we have to come and wake you up before you’d prepare breakfast for us, right?”

“No… I mean… I was just…”

“No,” Brody interrupted me, “I’m sure she wants us to wake her up with breakfast in bed.”

“And I don’t blame her, I blame the comfortable bed she slept on. If only she had slept on the cold floor like she rightfully deserved to, she wouldn’t have overslept.”

“I see,” Axel replied Carson and from the sinister look in his eyes, I knew he was scheming something that’d make me bleed.

“And luckily for her, I’ve figured out a way to rectify that. Today will be the last time you’ll sleep on a bed till your lousy mother is back. Now, you have three minutes to pick whatever you’ll need from this room before we lock the door.”

“What?” I stared at them in disbelief, they were kidding, right? They couldn’t chase me out of my room!

“You have 2 minutes now,” Brody grinned at me, a completely sardonic and sinister grin.

That propelled me to move. I moved around in a frenzy, and grabbed my school uniforms, underwear, nightgown, dresses, phone, school back, laptop, purse… I was about to grab my duvet when…

“Your time is up! Now get out.”

“Please, I just need…” A strong hand clasped around my wrist, crushed my bones and pushed me outside. Brody locked the door and kept the key securely in his pocket.

They were really locking me out of my room. Without a duvet.

“From now, till the whore you call a mother comes back, you’ll be sleeping on the kitchen floor,” Axel announced, “that’s where you belong to anyways.”

Then they started to walk away, leaving me with the new level of wickedness that they just unlocked.

“And our breakfast in 10 minutes if you don’t want us to start our morning with a whipping session.”

That was Carson and I felt my heart break even more.

But I did not even have time to waste around by putting myself. I quickly tied my clothes together and made my way to the kitchen. And as I was preparing their breakfast, I realized they didn’t get angry that I didn’t iron their clothes even though they already ironed it themselves.

Or did I iron it last night and forget it too?

*****

Axel was the last one to speed off. They all drove their cars and never offered me a ride unless our parents were around. And even if they offered me a ride, they’d drop me somewhere on the way and make me trek the rest of the distance.

But if our parents weren’t around, I was made to trek the whole distance from home to school. It wasn’t a really far distance but trekking that distance after waking up by 4 am to prepare breakfast for them was too much for me.

And I couldn’t take a bus. They’ll find out. The one time I took it, they found out and I was punished harshly.

That was when they got the whips because I was a goat who wouldn’t listen unless whipped.

I plugged in my AirPods and started walking. It was hard but I was already used to it and in no time, I could see the gates of Empire High.

I was already late, almost an hour late and I was hoping that the teachers and disciplinarian prefects already left the gate. That way, I’d be able to sneak it.

But I had no such luck when I got to the gate and I saw who was standing behind it.

The female bully

ASHLEY

Jasmine, the disciplinary prefect was standing by the gate, and from the wicked grin she flashed me, I knew there was no escaping this for me.

“You know at this point, I think you should just drop out with how much of a serial latecomer you’ve become.”

She knew the reason why I was always coming back but because she’s Jasmine, she never failed to worsen an already worse situation.

Once upon a time, Jasmine and I were best friends. We were literally soul sisters. Then my mom married the Alpha King, Jasmine started coming over and immediately she caught the eyes of Axel, she changed and joined them in bullying me.

I thought that when she started dating Axel, she’d talk to him so they’d leave me alone but instead, my best friend abandoned me and she joined them in making my life a living hell.

My status as the stepdaughter of the alpha king gave her a rise on the social ladder because she was my best friend but she made sure to drop me to the lowest level when she became Axel’s girlfriend.

Now she was something I didn’t recognize. The Jasmine I knew was an angel but this one was a devil’s incarnate whose main joy was to show my hell.

“This is almost 9 am,” she continued, “you should be ashamed that this is the time you are coming to school.”

“You know why, Jasmine,” I pleaded, “you know Axel and…”

“Ohh, shut your trap, you tramp, and remove my boyfriend’s name from your mouth,” she snapped at me and she leveled me with a look so chilly I felt myself shiver.

Then a sly smile touched the corners of her lips before she turned to the other late students. They were kneeling and they were mostly junior students.

“You know what? You guys can go to your classes. You senior here who can’t tell what’s right or what’s wrong will do all the work.”

What?

The juniors were as equally surprised as I was because they remained on their knees, with questioning looks on their faces.

“Are you guys deaf?” She thundered, “Or do you want me to take back my words?”

There were choruses of no before they all scrambled to their feet and they dispersed immediately.

“Jasmine, what’s the meaning of…”

“Watch how you address your disciplinary prefect, you serial latecomer,” she moved even closer to me, hands crossed over her chest in a typical mean girl posture while blowing her gum like an idiot.

“Now, as for your punishment, you’re to clean the main auditorium.”

“What?” I yelled, “You can’t possibly be serious.”

She smiled triumphantly at me, “Well, I am and you know what happens if you dare to defy me.”

She winked at me before she walked away, shaking her nonexistent ass.

This was it! It was hell at home and hell in school because Jasmine and the triplets would not leave me alone.

I spent almost the whole school hours cleaning the auditorium. I was supposed to clean it after school hours but that’d mean getting home late and incurring the wrath of the boys.

That’d also mean that I’d have to sleep late because there’d be a lot of work for me to do. So missing classes was my best bet. I could always copy the notes and since I was a fast learner, I should be able to catch him quickly.

“I really can’t believe that Jasmine is making you do this,” Anita’s voice and its echo in the big and quiet hall nearly made me tumble down from the ladder I had climbed to clean the walls.

I didn’t hear her come in.

“You know what? You should report her or something. She can’t continue to do this to you and get away with it.”

“And you know what happened the last time I reported her,” I replied as I climbed down from the ladder.

The last time I reported her, she was lambasted by the teachers and she reported me to Axel. I was severely punished. They made me kneel on shards of a broken glass while they binge-watched a series. My whole body ached for days and that’s an experience I don’t want a repeat of.

“And I’ve told you that anytime your parents are out of town, you can always come to my house so the spawns of the devil you call stepbrothers won’t be able to bully you.”

“That’s not a solution, Anita. You know them. They can always hurt me in school too and I don’t want you to be on their radar.”

“Those babies? You know I’m not scared of them at all. And they know better than to hurt me.”

She was right. They wouldn’t hurt her. She was the daughter of the beta of a powerful pack and she’s really up there on the social ladder too.

I was really grateful for Anita’s friendship. She has always been a loner by choice but then, she was suddenly being nice to me just when Axel and his brothers started bullying me.

Initially, I thought she was part of an elaborate prank by the triplets but she has proven to be the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Anita could easily be described as the most popular female student in Empire High even though she doesn’t care about frivolities like that. But it was still baffling why she decided to be friends with me when people like Jasmine have been trying to become her friend forever.

“And besides, I’m almost 18. My birthday is in less than a month. I’m sure I’ll find my mate then and I won’t have to worry about the triplets again when I become an adult.

“Yeah, I really wish you’re mated to the kindest and purest soul because that’s who you deserve.”

“Yeah, thank you so much, Anita. You’re an Angel.”

“And you’re an Angel’s friend. Now, let’s eat. I brought you lunch.”

She brought out some dish packs and I squealed in happiness. I hardly ate anything this morning because I was already late and I was already so hungry.

“You can start eating, I’m going to continue cleaning them you can join me when you’re done eating.”

“What? You want to help me in cleaning?”

I asked but it was a stupid question because she was already changing into a cleaning overall.

“Of course, I can’t leave you to clean this big place all by yourself.”

“Thank you so much, Anita. I can’t thank you enough.”

“You’re already my friend so I guess that’s enough thanks.”

She got to work and I practically wobbled down the food.

I was going to be 18 soon. I have Anita so maybe my life wasn’t so bad.

A new Friend

Ashley

I held my breath as I walked down the hallway. I was conscious of the eyes on me, on the pointed fingers, taunting whispers, and sneering peals of laughter.

That was my everyday life here in school. Walking in the hallway was always a dreadful experience for me. I could feel my heart beating fast, could feel perspiration on my entire body, could feel my palms growing sweaty.

I hated walking alone. Nobody likes me in Empire High. The boys already gave everyone a green pass to bully me and they were always so eager to do that as if it’d score them some point with the triplets.

I knew the number of steps I needed to take before reaching my class and I was almost done counting when I tripped on something and I landed on the floor with a thud.

The hallway erupted in laughter.

I felt a sharp pain in my knees and I looked at them to see that the right one was already bleeding.

“Oh, my bad,” the voice that I recognized to be Jasmine’s mocked, “maybe you should get glasses because apparently, you’re blind.”

More laughter. More deriding snide remarks. I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me to save me from the embarrassment but I know no such thing would happen.

So I pushed myself up and came face to face with Jasmine and her two minions. They were blocking my path.

“Can you… can you please let me pass?”

“Well, if you’re not blind, you’d see that the path is blocked, so why don’t you find another one?”

Another one? The other one was a longer path and I couldn’t… That would mean putting myself through the tortuous task of passing a longer hallway filled with students who derive pleasure in seeing me bleed.

“Jasmine please, that’s just my class behind you. I can’t go back because…”

“Well, you have to,” she snarled at me, “because I can’t move away just because something like you wants to pass.”

Oh, please!

“You’re going to move so she’d pass and you’re also going to apologize.”

“And who the fuck is that?” Jasmine spat out angrily and she whirled around to see who it was. But I already know who. It was Anita.

Jasmine stopped when she saw that it was her and her look changed from the bitchy one to a more polite one.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re going to apologize to Ashley and you’re also going to make way for her. The last time I checked, you’re not static.”

Jasmine’s lips set in a thin and angry line. I expected her to lash out at Anita because no matter how much she was obsessed with Anita, she wasn’t the type to take what she had out.

“And if I don’t?”

“Well, you will,” Anita answered, hands crossed over her chest and the two of them did a glaring contest for a while. I and Jasmine’s minions were looking confused and wondering what the hell was going on.

And then, the last thing that I expected happened, Jasmine really moved away.

Paint me shocked.

“Sorry,” she muttered and it sounded more like a threat than an apology.

I walked off quickly.

“What was that?” I asked Anita.

“Don’t mind that girl, she’s just all bark and no bite.”

I know Jasmine wasn’t just all bark and no bite but for now, I was just grateful that Anita had saved me from what would have been another round of bullying.

*******

The day passed away in a blur and nothing significant happened. I hardly ate in the cafeteria because I didn’t want to put myself where the triplets would see me and think of doing something to me.

And even in the classes we offered together, I made sure to make myself as small as possible so as not to warrant unnecessary attention to myself.

The last class of the day was Physics and one of the things I dreaded the most happened. We were asked to pair ourselves into groups of twos for an assignment.

I knew no one was going to pick me except for the last person standing and whoever it was would grumble and tell me how much they loathe working with me.

That had happened too many times to count already.

So imagine my absolute shock when the class was still in a frenzy of who to pair with when one of the school footballer players started walking up to me with a smile on his face.

I froze before I concluded that he was going for someone behind me. But there was no one behind me and he stopped right in front of me.

“Hi Ashley,” he greeted me and I nearly collapsed to the floor in a puddle.

He knows my name! Derrick, the football team captain and one of the most popular guys in school knows my name.

“Hi,” I greeted back, my voice sounding anything but my voice.

“If you don’t mind, can we be partners for the assignment?”

What! What? My mouth dropped open and I could figuratively see my jaws on the floor. Did Derrick just ask me to be his partner?

Was this a dream? Or a prank?

It must be a prank, another joke to mock and bully me but when I looked around, no one was looking at us.

“Why?”

“Why?” He echoed my dumb question, looking confused at it.

“I mean… I don’t…” I was suddenly breathless. I’ve never had a guy stare at me this intensely before. And my God! He was staring intensely at me.

“I’m just saying that why me? There are lots of other people in the class.”

“Why not you? I mean I’ve always wanted to walk up to you and just strike up a conversation but you and Anita never talk to anyone so it’s kind of hard to even see you and now, this is an opportunity to actually talk to you and become friends, if you don’t mind.”

He was confident in what he just said but there was also a slight quiver in his words, as if he was nervous and scared of how I’d reply.

And? I was just speechless. Was this really happening? He has always wanted to talk to me? He wanted us to be friends?

Was I suddenly in Alice in Wonderland?

“Are you not… you’re not saying anything.”

“Ohh, I’m sorry… I’m just… yes!” I breathed in, “I don’t mind us being partners.”

“Oh,” his smile was bright enough to light up the darkest room, “this just made me happy. Can we exchange digits so we can talk on the phone?”

He wanted us to exchange numbers.

We exchanged numbers while I was still dizzy from this experience that I didn’t understand.

“Listen, I have to run right now because we have a football practice but I’ll be sure to chat you up tonight so we’ll talk about our assignment.”

He flashed me another warm smile before he turned and sprinted out of the lab.

I stood there, confused and yet exhilarated about what just happened.

Feeling like a girl

ASHLEY

Derrick asked me to be his assignment partner.

I still couldn't believe it and even though I walked home under a scorching sun, I couldn't wipe the shit-eating grin off my face. I was ecstatic.

But it took getting home and entering the house for my mood to sour completely.

“Why are you just getting home?” Axel fired at me immediately I entered, the venom in his eyes terrifying my soul.

“I... I... I had to walk and...”

“Save your useless stuttering,” Brody cut me off by throwing a pillow at me. It hit me square in the face and the force of it nearly split my head into two.

“Make us dinner,” Axel commanded and I instinctively looked at the wall clock. It was just 5 pm and we didn't eat dinner until 7:30.

But I knew better not to argue.

“Okay, let me just change from my school uniforms,” I started to make my way to the stairs, momentarily forgetting that I'd been locked out of my room when another pillow hit me square in the face and this time, the pain was enough to make me yelp.

“Make it like that and you better not exceed 6 pm. If you do, I'll make you rue the day your whore of a mother decided to open her dirty legs for our father.”

Axel’s words were like punches to my face. This wasn’t the first time he'd talked about my mother in a very rude and demeaning way but it always got to me each time.

I muttered an okay before turning around and I made my way to the kitchen. The food on the timetable would take nothing less than 2 hours to make and they expect me to make it happen in less than a hour.

And I had; if not, it was going to be another round of punishment and I didn't want that.

I poured the ingredients together, mixed them, and did everything the fast way that I've learnt and at exactly 6 pm on the dot, I was serving them on the dining table.

“What the fuck?” Brody yelled after a spoonful, “Why is it so hot?”

What?

He was glaring at me so I had no option but to reply.

“Because I just finished cooking...”

I didn't get to complete the statement when he dragged me closer by my arm and he flattened the fleshy part of my hand against the stainless plate.

I screamed, yelped and writhed in pain but he kept my hand flattened against the hot plate for like a full minute before he let go.

My arm was a bloated, red and painful mess. Tears were streaming down my face because of the intensity of pain that I was feeling.

“Next time, find a way to cool down the food before you serve me. Now get the fuck out of my sight before I lose my appetite from just staring at your miserable face.”

I scurried off. The urge to break down in the kitchen was overwhelming but I knew I didn't have the luxury of time to. I had my homework to do, my clothes to wash, the kitchen to clean up and God knows what the triplets will still ask me to do for them.

So I applied first aid on my bloated skin before I cleaned up the kitchen, packed the dishes when they were done eating, and cleaned that up too. I had to wash my clothes by hand outside because I was forbidden from using the washing machine unless I was washing their clothes. And the last time I attempted to sneak in my clothes with theirs, I was made to kneel for hours while they watched a soccer match.

Someone was screaming my name at the top of my voice when I entered the house again and it took me a while to realize who it was.

Jasmine. She was here to make my life even more miserable.

“Are you deaf? Or have you just been ignoring me?” she fired at me after she gave me a slap that made my head jerk to the other side.

“No, I was...”

“I don't need your useless explanation,” she slumped back on the sofa, “now get on your knees and massage my legs. I've had a busy day.”

I did as I was told. I had no option but to. The way Jasmine bullies me in the house is different from the way she does at school. At school, there were still rules but at home, she was free to do whatever she wanted with me.

I picked up the massage oil and got to work. In no time, Jasmine was in a more relaxed position and a satisfied sigh left her mouth.

It would have been okay if she stopped at that but then, she started moaning, like high-pitched moans of pleasure.

Axel wasn't even in the room, it was only Brody and Carson and they were occupied with the PES game they were playing.

“Yesss... Oh my God! Right there, that spot. God!” she let out a breathless moan that made me cringe on her behalf.

Doesn't she have any shame? She was in the room with her boyfriend’s brothers and she was moaning at the top of her voice.

Was she doing this to get a raise out of them? I wouldn't be surprised if that's what she was doing. I've seen her give Carson and Brody a suggestive look on different occasions. And I think she just wants the three boys for herself.

The boys didn't even turn in her direction at all.

“Ohh babe, you're here,” Axel announced his presence and he took his seat beside her.

“Yes and guess what?” she was beaming at him with excitement.

“What?”

“I finally pierced my right nipple just like you wanted.”

“Wow,” his eyes zeroed in on her gigantic boobs, “I can't wait to see it.”

“Well,” she started unbuttoning her shirt with a playful yet sultry look in her eyes, “why don’t you just see it now?”

She got her right boob out and I cringed on her behalf again but there was nothing cringy about the way Axel was looking at it. His eyes were full of hunger and lust and in no time, he had the nipple between his fingers and massaging them.

Jasmine was moaning loudly again and they increased when he ducked his head and took the nipple into his mouth, sucking and lapping at it angrily.

I took that as my cue to disappear and do my homework and when I was finally done, some messages were waiting for me from an unknown number.

I opened them and they were from Derrick.

I squealed before typing a reply and it was after sending it that I started worrying that it might be too stupid.

It was as if Derrick had been waiting for my reply because he replied in less than a second.

We chatted late into the night and I finally understood why girls blush when they chat with boys. Derrick was just asking me about my hobbies and favorite things and I was blushing and smiling like a lovestruck teenager.

We said goodbyes reluctantly because he said he didn’t want to keep me up so I wouldn’t be late for class.

I went to sleep with a smile on my face.

And with the duvet, I had no recollection of bringing with me drawn to my chest.

I was sure I went to sleep last night without a duvet but when I woke up this morning, I was well covered in a duvet.