Chapter 7: Rome
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Rome's p.o.v.
" Shouka is sleeping."
A voice stopped me just when I cracked open the door. Sighing, I turned around and gazed at Dominick.
He is standing now...as tall as me and as muscular as Knox...his jet-black hair is all messed up and those oddly familiar creepy green eyes make me want to kill him for some unknown reason.
Dad won't like it if I hurt his precious trophy. And Shouka might hate me even more then.
I controlled my anger as I gave him a tight smile. " I don't think she will mind her brother coming to check on her."
A smug smile plastered on his arrogant face." Where was her brother when she was having nightmares for the past five years?"
Any other guard would be dead on the ground just to open his mouth like this...but Dominick...he is different. I have no idea why Dad kept him alive all these years.
My fingers are literally aching around the knob...just a single bullet between these green eyes of his...just one, and then he will be dead on the ground.
" Don't think about killing me, Boss.", Dominick is laughing like a maniac right now as he again crouched down on his chair. " Shouka won't let you."
" You seem too close with an eighteen-year-old girl, Dominick."
" And you seem too obsessed with the daughter of the man who raised you."
Did he just... What the hell?!
" She is my sister!"
He tilted his head up and dark eyes met my numb ones. " She is my savior."
I could only huff as I looked away. Savior. I don't know why he keeps saying this...we were thirteen when we met. And I never liked Dominick. It always felt like Shouka brought some pet with her... I didn't like how protective she was towards him.
Still...I never felt threatened by him. But now...now I feel like he might have been poisoning my own sister against me in these past years. No wonder Shouka treated me like that... I am still her brother, damn it.
And I really have my reasons to become what I am right now... Who would want to live like this anyway?!
Fuck it. I don't want to think about those times again. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to enter her room.
" Shouka won't like it."
" I know her far better than you.", I snapped at Dominick and stepped inside, closing the door behind me with a low thud.
The room was dark...the only light was coming from the open window, making everything glow in dim moonlight. And I swear I was so lost in looking at the familiar room that I hadn't noticed what was happening in the bed...not until I heard a low moan.
I should have left right then and there...but before I could turn around and leave, my eyes were already on the bed...where Shouka was laying half-naked with her fingers shoved between her legs.
Her long golden hair was spread over the pillow...head slightly tilted up. I watched her eyes those were squeezed shut, her pink lips parted and her own fingers shoved inside her mouth...she is sucking them like she would have....like she would have... I snapped my eyes away from her mouth before I imagined something that would never happen.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
Another low mew echoed in the room, and it seemed like I had no control over my evil eyes anymore. I could feel my legs backing away, but my eyes...they just couldn't understand what a f****d up thing they are looking at.
Her thighs were wide open...and even in this darkness I can see how smooth she is...and how wet her fingers are that are moving in and out of her....fuck, f**k, f**k.
I had to yank my hair to snap myself out of whatever daze I was in. This is Shouka. The Shouka Dad and Aunt Georgia had trusted me with...The Shouka I literally gave piggyback rides. And she is only a kid... What the serious hell is wrong with me?!
I am watching my sister touching herself...
What the... I closed my eyes as I finally forced myself to turn around while forgetting the image that had just been plastered in my head.
It's alright. It's nothing new though... I mean when I was her age, I used to touch myself too. It's my fault I barge into her room without knocking. Such a pervert I am!
It's just... I can't see this woman who is in the bed right now as Shouka at all. She doesn't even look like Shouka anymore... My sister wasn't like this...and she sure as hell wasn't this dirty...who is moaning like she needs a good rough f**k.
What the hell happened to her?
And what the hell happened to me?!
I should leave before she notices me and I make this all awkward. I will just sleep and forget whatever horror I just witnessed. With this determination, I was about to open the door...when I heard a low purr near my legs.
Snapping my eyes down, I looked at the black panther...he was rubbing his head against my jeans...a pink fabric, that is undoubtedly a thong pressed between his teeth.
That he just put above my shoe before running towards the bed.
I was already feeling angry blue eyes on my back before I heard the gasp. Gulping, I turned around and watched my sister as she watched me with her pink panty laying near my legs while she was touching herself a moment ago. Ah. Even a blind can see what this looks like.
I think I should just kill myself before Shouka does.
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