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CHAPTER ONE: THE BETRAYAL
I've lived with Caleb and Sylus for over five years now, always tagging along like the annoying little sister.
Sitting at the kitchen table, I take another sip of my latte, my eyes wandering toward the stove where Sylus is preparing breakfast.
He reminds me of a German Shorthaired Pointer—quiet, intelligent, and always alert. Everything he does, even the simplest task, seems deliberate. Once something has his attention, nothing else exists.
Caleb, on the other hand, couldn't be more different.
He walks into the kitchen wearing his usual ear-to-ear grin, looking like a child excited about whatever adventures the day might bring.
I smile into my cup.
I love mornings like this.
Later in the afternoon, I’m lying on my bed, stomach flat against my velvet blanket. Reading through texts with my friends finalizing our plans for the night, I hear Caleb call my name.
“When is Sylus getting home, I thought you all had a date tonight?” Caleb asks as he slowly slides my bedroom door open.
“Why, is that what Sylus told you?”
“Yeah... something about he had something super special planned for you.” Caleb had this look in his eyes I had never seen before. "Damn, I can see why he was so protective over his secret for you... your ass looks amazing.”
“I’m getting ready to go meet up with friends. I don’t know why he is so protective over something he never told me about, and don’t say stuff like that! People might get the wrong impression. You’re like my brothers.”
“You look cute!”
He brushes his cock against the side of my ass while I continue to look away from him. It almost feels intentional, but I know he would never do something like that.
“Thanks…” I slowly reply as I get up to my knees, back arched so my ass peeks through the bottom of my robe even more. I get off my bed and head to my closet. “I gotta get dressed now, do you mind?”
“I don’t mind!”
His hard cock throbbing in his boxers.
“I’m sorry...”
He grabs at my ass through my robe.
"I just... can’t control myself. The way your robe hugs you exactly right, and those panties on your ass, I just need a taste.”
I see that look in his eyes again. It’s familiar. I know I have seen it somewhere.