by Eden Rose
He begins helping me unwrap them and the act is domesticated yet sweet. It’s humbling to have him help me do this but at the same time, I get worried. This shouldn’t feel so good. I have been on my own for so long. For so long, I haven’t had help and now here he is helping me.
It's crazy how doing something normal makes me think of James. Once upon a time, I thought we would be doing this together. Being normal.
“Roses are a powerful yet delicate flower. They can weather the storm but will wilt if you squeeze too hard. Plus, pink is a feminine yet strong color. Many people underestimate the color but it’s an influential one.” He placed his hand on mine and I stopped what I was doing and looked at him. “They are you.”
My heart drops and cracks open for him to worm his way in. Fuck. “Why did you really come over? Did you talk to Duke?”
Caleb nods and squeezes my hand before removing his. “Yes. I can tell that you need the help and I looked at the files before I came here. Those poor girls.”
I wince at the thought of how messed up they were emotionally and mentally. “They are happy now. Don’t let all of that alter how you see them. They are normal six year old girls who love to play and argue with me.” I giggle when I say that.
“Do you need my help to win? I can beat Charlotte and her lawyer. I can make it so that she can’t ever come back on you like this again.”
I nod and then walk over to my china cabinet to grab a vase. Once it’s filled with water, I begin sticking all of the flowers in them. It’s a large vase that once held a humongous bouquet from Duke. I won’t mention that one though. “Yeah, it would be nice. But, this should go without saying… We have attorney/client confidence, right?”
He nods and helps me adjust the remaining flowers so that they fit in the vase better. “I won’t tell anyone what we talk about. Sinclair, yes, I’m friends with Duke, too, but I wouldn’t tell him shit.”
“Aunt Sin! There’s boxes on the couch! Can we open them?” I hear Jayla call and then I can hear them shaking the boxes.
“We better get in there,” I say to Caleb and then nod my head towards the living room. “Jayla and Jenna, quit and come meet my friend, Caleb.”
The girls come running into the room and stop in front of him. He leans down and shakes both their hands while they introduce themselves to him. He kisses both of their hands and then looks over at me. “Your aunt is very nice and I can tell you girls are going to beautiful like she is.”
I blush from head to toe and then say: “Thank you.”
“I got you girls something. Want to come look at them?” Both of my nieces nod their heads enthusiastically and run over to the boxes.
“Girls! Don’t touch them! Remember what I said about waiting?” I call after them and run to stop them from grabbing at what I can assume is dolls. Expensive dolls.
Caleb looks at me and then towards the boxes. “They each have their names on them. Uh, can they, uh…”
“Yeah, they can read. Jenna and Jay, read the tags and then sit on the floor, please. Open them on the floor.”
I sit in front of them on the couch and watch as they read the tags and then shuffle the boxes around so they each have the right ones. Caleb sits next to me on the couch with his arm wrapped around the back of the couch. I can’t help it, but I nestle up to his side like I did at the studio.
The top of the boxes fly off and then red wrapping paper flies off too. I hear twin gasps and screams as they each pick up their dolls. “You got them dolls? Caleb, that’s too expensive. Please let me pay you back.”
He shushes me and then picks up the other boxes and sits them in front of my squealing nieces. “These too, little ladies.”
He got them outfits? God damn.
More squeals and I watch as they move the clothes back and forth between them to see which ones they like the best. Before I can remind them, they each grab the dolls and tuck them close. Jenna is the first to jump off the floor and climb into Caleb’s lap.
“Thank you, thank you! Thank you!” She kisses him on the cheek and he blushes.
“No problem, honey. I’m glad you like her. She’s pretty just like you.”
Jenna kisses him again and then he is met with the next twin who jumps on his lap to kiss him on his cheek. “I love her. I will love her forever and ever! Thank you, Caleb. Can you stay the night?”
My cheeks rise to the highest temperature and I am afraid to pass out. I want him to stay but I’m worried that I won’t want him to leave after. Like ever. “No, honey. You know you can’t ask people to spend the night without asking me first.” I scold even though there is no heat behind it.
“But dinner, Aunt Sin. He can stay for dinner,” Jenna argues with me and wraps her arms around his neck tightly.
The little brat is totally trying to make me crazy. “Caleb, would you like to stay for dinner?” And then stay forever because you are so sexy?
“Yes, I would love to spend the evening with beautiful women.” He looks at me and winks. I about melt into his side.
“Girls, please take your dolls to your rooms and I will call you down in a little while to pour the sauce. I need to talk to Caleb.”
They both look at me like I’m psychotic but I point to the stairs for them to go. “Fine!” They both yell and then stomp up the stairs.
“Keep making those faces and your face will stay like that!” I call after them and they laugh. Once the doors are shut upstairs, I face Caleb and take a minute to regain my composure. “Please let me repay you. Those dolls are not cheap.”
He places a finger on my lips to shut me up and without my telling my teeth to do it, I nip at his finger. He growls and then sits back farther away from me. “Trust me when I say that I’m good for it. Now, do you want to tell me what’s going on with Charlotte.”
Retelling the whole sordid and awful story is the last thing that I want to do, but I know I need to do it in order for him to know what is happening. “My brother, Gabe, was involved in some bad stuff. Like he was dealing and selling some shit. When he got together with Charlotte, she dragged him in further. She was addicted to cocaine and meth. When she found out she was pregnant, we all thought she was going to stop doing all of that shit. Well, she didn’t. They broke up and we never heard from her again. Around that time, I left the club and got alienated.”
“I know that the babies up there were born addicted to cocaine,” he says quietly. “Okay, sweetheart. I know that she’s not good.” Caleb brushes the hair back on my face and then keeps his hand on the side of my cheek. Against my better judgement, I lean into it. It’s been a long time since I felt this pull.
“So, yeah. After my brother died, she left them alone for a week in their diapers and crib. With nothing to eat and they were so filthy that it took many baths to get them clean again. Charlotte doesn’t have what it takes to be a mom and I refuse to let her take them.”
“Aunt Sin!” Jayla yells over the stairs. “I’m hungry! Super hungry!”
I nod to Caleb and then get off the couch. Once I do, I feel his eyes on my ass and to be a tease, I bend over at the waist to stick my ass out more. I smile with satisfaction at the gasp he gave.
When I’m in the kitchen, he comes up behind me and brushes his hand on my ass. “You tease. I know what you did.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask as I squat down to get the saute pan and pot out for spaghetti.
It’s when I am restored to my full height, I feel him lean against me. “Don’t act like I’m the delusional one.”
I hum at this and then go about getting the stuff out to make pasta. We talk about the legal defense while I set about cooking. Things are so domestic as I cook and he sits at the island with a Scotch. It’s almost as if he belongs here and I really like it.
“So what are we going to do about this?” I ask as I pour the cooked pasta into the strainer and then rinse it. Once the steam has subsided, I pick up the strainer and pour the pasta back into the pot.
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nbsp; Caleb watches me while I do all of this with a smile on his face. It makes me feel good that he’s smiling like this. It makes me feel as if he wants me for something more than the noterity of banging a porn star.
He takes a sip and then smiles. “First, I would need all medical records for the girls. Every single one. I need to prove that you are a fit guardian by taking them to the every doctor they need. Also, I am going to need for them to sit with a psychologist and they will ask the twins questions about you and their mom. It’s going to be busy but we will get it done.”
“All right. I need to call the twin-nadoes down so they can pour the sauce on the noodles or I will never hear the end of it tonight.”
He starts laughing and before I can out to the girls, he is behind me and rubbing his hands on my waist. “What is it about you that makes it so hard for me to keep my hands off of you? Huh, Sinclair?” Caleb’s voice sounds rough like he ran three miles in a matter of seconds.
I push my ass into his groin and he groans. With my hands, I drop them to where he is holding me and I grip them. “It’s because you want what you shouldn’t have. You know we would be tragic right? Our romance would ruin everything?”
Normally, I’m not so negative but I know for a fact that anything that I start with him will ruin my world. Caleb has the magnetism of a game changer and I can’t have that right now. I need him as my lawyer and not as a man that will make me question everything. Hell, the girls don’t need their aunt to be going ga-ga over some guy.
“Says who?” He whispers against the back of my neck. His breath is hot and it sends goose-bumps up my arms. “Because I don’t think that.”
“Girls!” I call for my nieces in order to get me out of this situation. Being alone with him is bad. He’s my lawyer and the last thing I need is to get caught up in him. I could just imagine what everyone would say to him about me. Him being connected to a porn star would be career suicide for him.
And I'm also the princess of Masters Of Chaos MC.
He chuckles and backs away. “All right, I can take the hint. I will behave.”
Yeah, but I don’t think I can.
After I have served dinner, we are all sitting in the living room watching some stupid cartoon that has a yellow square as the main character. This is the most annoying television show ever and I’m beginning to see why parents all around hate it.
Jayla and Jenna are snuggled up between Caleb and I but they have their dolls with them. I had to fight them to keep them off the table during dinner. Getting them stained or ruined would be awful and I don’t want to deal with all of that.
“Well, I’ve had about all I can take of this stu- show. It’s time for me to head home. Ladies, thank you for having me. I had a lot of fun being entertained by such beautiful women.”
Jenna pouts and holds her doll closer. “Why can’t you sleep over? Tyson, at school, says his mom has guys sleep over all of the time. They get to sleep in her bed. Aunt Sin, can Caleb have a sleep over?”
My face blushes and I look at a fingerprint on the television. Anything to focus on besides answering that question. Ah, hell. “Well, Tyson’s mommy is married. So, it’s different.”
“No, she’s not! Tyson says she’s easy. I don’t know what that means. Like Candy Land?” Jayla asks and holds her doll closer. She named hers Elizabeth. Don’t ask how she picked it, because I don’t know.
Caleb coughs and then looks over the girls. “Jayla and Jenna, everyone is different. Tyson’s mom is different than your Aunt Sin. Plus, I have to get home.”
The girls pout as they kiss him on the cheek and then he reaches over to shake my hand. “No, you have to kiss him!” Jayla yells and snuggles her doll, Veronica, closer.
I shake my head and pin her with a stare. “Go clean your rooms.”
CALEB
I walk out Sinclair’s door and I fight the feeling of wanting to turn around and go back. Hanging out with the three of them was surprisingly the most fun I have had in a while. I have always wanted daughters and it’s nice to see what it would be like if I actually had them. Jayla and Jenna are the sweetest little girls and they are in love with their dolls. Which makes me feel less like a schmuck for showing up out of no where with them.
Once I get to my car, I hear footsteps behind me. When I turn, I see Sin walking towards me. Once she’s close enough, she grabs the lapels of my shirt and brings herself to me. Her delicious lips crush mine in a delicate but sexy as fuck kiss. I moan and then wrap my hands around her back. She’s tiny enough, that my two hands expand her whole back and my fingers lace together in the middle. I slide them down and then grip her ass with them. She groans and then backs away.
“Just wanted to say thank you for the flowers and the dolls. Call me if you see a light in this case. I need to get her out of the picture.” And with that, I watch her tight round ass walk back up to the door.
While driving home, I’m in a daze. This shit shouldn’t be happening. Why did I have insert myself in her life? Now I’m going to want to stay with her and never leave. Especially those beautiful twins.
I pull into my driveway and climb out of my car after reaching behind me to grab my coat. A dark shadow darkens the shadows that are outlining my car.
HULK
On a normal night, we would be put under lockdown so the guards can do their shift change. We’re not as fucking stupid as they think we are. All we do is sit in a cell and wait. We wait and watch to see what is going to happen next. Every single one of these mother fucking guards has a habit.
A routine.
McCollough, a younger guard who just graduated from the corrections academy the fine state of Nevada provides, is eager to prove he’s ready to fuck some shit up. The asshole thinks he’s bigger and badder than all of us combined but he’s nothing more than a paper pusher. If the situation were to be reversed, he would be called Sally by the other inmates.
Bix, a pretty redheaded guard who has all the guys following her is nothing more than a horn dog. She’s fucked about half the guys in here and I know she’s looking to fuck me too. I’m not cocky. I’m realistic.
Hall is the one that I have the fuckin’ problem with. He’s constantly trying to bring drugs into the prison and blame it on me to get me in trouble. He’s pissed off at me because I wouldn’t help him push the drugs in and around to the circles. Kept telling me that I was already a drug dealer and prison shouldn’t stop that.
Plus, Bishop did put him in his place. The mother fucker never saw it coming.
Anyway, these three fucktards the prison has hired to babysit the animals in the federal pod for the night, all have the same routine. They clock in, do a wellness check on the inmates to make sure no one has killed themselves and then gets a coffee to keep themselves awake at night.
You don’t last long in this lifestyle if you sleep when others are supposed to sleep. Too many things can happen when you’re asleep and I’m not going to be a victim. Fuck no. I’m gonna get out of here and go claim my girl back.
SINCLAIR
Sore and bruised, I look down between my legs to see the blood dripping from the apex of my thighs. I feel raw. Beaten and bruised. The ultimate betrayal I could possibly feel and now I’m alone on the side of the road.
I hold my phone in my hand and contemplate who to call. There’s no one to call. There’s no one that would believe he would do something like this. The infamous director of porn would rape one of his actresses.
He made sure I knew why he did it.
“Shouldn’t have tempted me so much, Sinclair,” he kept murmuring in my ear as he shoved his small, stubby dick inside me. “Stupid, cunt whore doesn’t know a good thing when she’s got it.”
Jim ran as soon as he got off but made sure he threatened me. He made sure that I knew what would happen if I told anyone. They all like to bring up the fact I’m a porn star. Everyone thinks that makes me less of a person because I sleep with men for money. I’m not a prostitute or some shit. I’m a human
being who just got violated.
“If you tell anyone, I will kill you. I will wipe out your whole family. There will be no one left and it will all be your fault, you whore,” he muttered to me as he put his flaccid dick away.
Sitting in the back of the taxi, I now know what true hate is. It's the most powerful motivator ever and I truly hate him. I can’t wait to end his life the same way he tried to end mine.
“It’s a pity you’re so beautiful, Sin. I hate the fact you made me do this. You made me force myself on you but now you know how great we are. You will love being with me,” he states but I don’t say a word.
My thighs burn, my body hurts from the strain. The bastard didn’t even bring lubrication or anything. I’m going to feel it for a long time. I hate him.
Jim must have known I would retaliate because he ran. The asshole left me with my phone and it would be the perfect way to get his balls nailed to the wall if I wanted to but I didn’t. I want him to suffer and feel as violated as I do at this moment.
