Her Secret Desires

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Nel's pov

Dammit!! I didn't need this today. I turned back around and kept running. Now that I think about it. His face was a bit familiar. I had seen him once before running before.

Which made no sense because I was running a different trail now. I chucked it to a coincidence. Maybe he just wanted to pass.

Since there were no bikes coming or runners approaching in the opposite direction, I went into the lane. I was hoping he would get the hint.

Why didn't he just move to the other lane in the beginning? it beats me. I heard his pace increase. My heart pounded just a little bit harder. What if it wasn’t by chance? "Hey, cutie," he said. I felt fingers caressed my a**.

I ran across the street and made a turn behind Phil’s tailoring. He followed close behind me while I kept running. "Where are we going?" He continued. Ms.Olga’s bakery was not too far. She's my last ditch effort, I led him to the bakery.

It was only a few stores away now. We were now deep in the scatchy part of town.

I knew this might happen. Even with an oversized hoodie, you just couldn’t put away fun bags. As I made it to the front

of the store. Completely out of breath. I hesitated, as memories began to come back to me.

The windows were dirty, and the sign that read Olga’s bakery was peeling. I didn’t remember this place being this dilapidated. How were they able to get approval to be an orphanage?

Who knew, I learned not to ask too many questions. You’ll live longer. I felt a present behind me getting closer. So I went inside. Feeling lucky to walk in and not recognize the young bakery worker. She looked about sixteen with long black hair and doe like eyes.

Even years ago, I realized that Ms. Olga always seemed to pick the same type of girl to take in. I decided not to dig further.

I ordered my favorite Kartoshka dessert. Ms. Olga was a great baker. Hopefully, the taste didn't change. It was the only thing about my experience years ago that I enjoyed. Opening my pallet to a new world.

I stayed in the bakery for a good twenty minutes. Now.. to check and see if the coast was clear. I went out the door cautiously. My hands were shaking. I berated myself for automatically wanting to call the guys.

I was strong, and I could do this on my own! I checked the street and couldn't spot the creepy jogger. He was nowhere to be found. I walked home thinking about the fact that if the boys found out, my morning jogs would be over, and I really didn’t want that.

I had stalkers in the past. He was the social cultural professor. He sent me letters and packages every day to my dorm room. I had no idea how he found out where my room was.

I built up courage and soft as I could reject him. I thought he understood. Until there was a package on my bed with a dead cat in it. The boys made me fill out a police report. He got fired, and I started living with them.

That’s how they've always been, the four of them. Super protective of me and I them. That is why we are all in the same college now at Paterson University. An Ivy League school that children of high society aristocrates attained.

It’s been three years since then. It was

Aubrey, West, and my last year here, and it had been rough. The twins graduated last year. So we decided to rent a place off of campus to stay together.

I loved it. Off campus meant no curfew like there was on school grounds. Plus, it was a penthouse with the most amazing view. We lived in one of the Anderson corporations building, allowing the twins to have their office in the apartment as well.

While they were in school, they became Co-directors of marketing. Mr. Anderson

suggested that he gave them an allowance so they could focus on their studies, but the twins would hear nothing of it.

West is a part of the college football team. With no surprise, that has become the star quarterback. Making him popular for more reasons than one.

Carrying the Paterson founder’s name as well as his talent on the field and off the field with his ladies. The women clamored to him, and when we hung out. They would sneer, giving me a death stare every chance they could.

I didn’t care..much I was fine with them having him... I told myself. I was fine. I had my hands full.

I started working for Moonlight Cove diner on the weekend with Aubrey a few months ago. Even though I now had full access to the money my parents left for me and Mr. Anderson was still my guardian.. I didn’t like to touch my inheritance unless it was

extremely necessary.

I intend on opening up an orphanage with it. After the passing of my parents, Mr. Anderson was able to complete the paperwork within that month's time.

That time showed me that there are a lot of kids who ended up in really sh**ty situations and introduced me to a lot of dangerous individuals.

Fortunately, the twin and West’s parents were best friends with mine. Mr. Anderson allowed me to stay in one of the company's

apartment, for as long as I wanted.The gang was there every day.

Kelly was my manager. He was super hot with a great smile, just not as hot as the guys. He was cool and understanding. He knew how to create a fun, comfortable environment at work.

All the staff was friendly, and not a lot of creeps came in. I did get the stares from time to time. The uniform didn't much. It was super cute but a bit provocative.

The waiters were required to wear a figure hugging navy blue sailors bodycon dress with white ruffles on the trim on the dress.

My full breast spilled out of the top and I felt a breeze in my nether regions. It came with a pair of white knee-high socks. It took a lot of convincing to get me to wear it.

To my surprise, Kelly allowed me to wear a pirate costume instead. Which gave a different kink instead. With tight black spandex and leather boots and a sexy

pirates jacket they pushed my already big boobs to my chin. All I needed was a wip.

I did not want to show the boys my outfit. I hid it for a couple of weeks. But a month ago, I accidentally ran into Kil on my way out, and he looked shocked. The face was unreadable, but It was so intense that my face turned red.

He ended up coming to the diner almost every day for lunch now. I was confused as to why he didn’t say anything to the guy. I loved him there. But it was a bit distracting. Sometimes I would feel a pair of grayish brown eyes in me.

Aubrey was a nice distraction. She talked about Kelly nonstop. I’m pretty sure they have a thing.Yesterday I saw her coming out of his office and her skirt was

sideways.

Her lipstick was smudge grinning like the cheshire cat that got the milk as for me I was taken.

Me and the group were stronger than ever. Through the years though our relationship has..changed.

Silas and I have been together for the

past year now. It's been intense..