Sophia's POV
I rushed back to my room, ideas trotting in my mind. Mr Holmes had always been a mysterious character for me but from the way he acted each time he'd meet his son hitting me I thought he actually had good intentions. Maybe only his children were were the bad seeds but like they say the fruit never falls far from the tree.
Zack...you you you and only you in my mind, my thoughts my dreams. I could believe you never wanted wrong to your brother and your dad's behaviour had nothing to do with you but... You share their blood, there are so many things I still don't know about you, yet here I am dreaming about your hands on my skin, about your tongue going deep in my p***y and every single time that my body craved yours. What have I gotten myself into with this f****d up family?!
