Page 42 of Obsessions of the Heart

After the first night Rin came over, I instructed my brothers on how we would be able to still handle our duties as “Ambros” while also making time to cultivate the relationship that we wanted with her. I carefully crafted an exemplary schedule where one of us was out of the house at a time and on campus with Rin.

I had bought my way into a student aide position in her English class, which worked two-fold, helping me keep Elio in check as well as letting me spend time basking in Rin’s presence. Ravi got the “chance” meetings at cafés, coffee shops, and school functions. Roux was given most of the recon/night work as well as the gym meets. This ensured we all got even time with her and shaped the base for explanation in phase three of my have-Rin-to-ourselves plan.

We needed to be careful at this stage because we didn't want to turn the head of Foedus in her direction. Teacher aide, mentor, and chance meetings were all very normal instances that wouldn’t raise any red flags. The only time we were taking a risk was when we had her come to our house.

This was why I was glad for my past foresight in coming up with facial scrubbing software for me and my brothers since it was already uploaded to all government satellites and recording software. It had been surprisingly easy because most of them were connected in one way or another. Once I successfully sent a small Trojan horse to one of them, it was only a matter of time before all of them were infected.

Since it was only for me and my brothers’ faces, no one really noticed but Foedus, and that was easily explainable. It was, after all, why they agreed that when the time came, the Ambros heir was to be the next head of the organization. They didn't want my talent to go to waste in the field, but I had to prove myself first just like all the other young bucks.

Needless to say, I wasn't very afraid of anyone finding out my brothers and I were triplets. We were cautious, and when we went outside, we wore hats and face masks as precautions. We didn't need any locals to figure out our connection either.

That was one of the reasons I threw out all the drinks and I told both my brothers to go to the market. Knowing they would fight over what to get, giving me my alone time with Rin.

For the past couple of weeks, I had been growing restless, eager, on edge. My mind was consumed with thoughts of her, and it was hard to focus on anything else. Where was she now? Did she need anything? Could I alleviate any problems for her? Then my mind would sink deeper, traveling into the space I’d created to keep my besmirched, filthy thoughts safe.

I would watch her through the security lens, envisioning how those taut, lean thighs would look clenched beneath my palm, my fingers carving their way to her center. Those strands would be so soft and silky as I wove them up the back of her neck. She would lie beneath me, pleading, begging me to take everything from her, to be her dark, watchful protector. I would work her body to new heights, savoring how brightly she would shine for me.

The more and more I saw her, was around her, the harder it became for me to keep my filthy desires at bay. Her scent boggled my mind, and her watchful eyes caught my wonder. I wanted to know everything, inside and out, about this perfect being in front of me, and she was perfect.

She had a flawless symmetrical face that had to have been carved by a higher being. That was partnered with her shiny eye-tricking hair that made you think it was a light brown until the sun beams lifted golden red rays from her head to make a halo. Then she captured you with those silver-gray orbs that tracked everything in her sight. She was a gorgeous, ethereal goddess gracing us with her presence, and she didn't even know it.

Ever since we left that orphanage, I had worried about someone, anyone, seeing her perfection and snatching her up, especially with the hard life she’d had. Guilt that we weren’t there for her burned deep inside of me.

There were a million times I thought about killing my uncle and running back to her with my brothers. One desperate night when the beatings had gotten hard to take and the lines we hadn’t wanted to cross were forced upon us, I had even started to make plans. In that moment of weakness, I wanted to erase it all, but once I started planning out the details, I realized we couldn't do it. We couldn't protect her properly until we became men—hardened, dangerous, rich men. Then, and only then, could we save our queen and raise her up so high no one but us could touch her.

So, we waited. We survived the hardships, the tests, the grueling pain and breaking of bones. We handled the sleepless nights, the mental torture and darkening of our souls. We took it all so that we could one day shield our queen of light from the dregs of the world, making sure that no darkness could compare to ours.

We were almost there, so close that I thought bringing her here would motivate us to move faster, but I was wrong.

Ravi argued daily, wanting more time with her. Roux was getting more and more nervous with each passing day, telling me we were playing with fire, and I couldn't disagree. And I… I was caught between becoming the knight I wanted to be for her and the devil I wanted to be with her.

When she came into the house today smelling like a freshly plucked flower, face smiling and her eyes feasting on the food I was preparing for her, I knew I was in trouble. Without my brothers to keep me in check, I was going to lean down the devil’s road.

When her lips wrapped around the spoon I held out, I couldn't handle it anymore. All the longing I felt came to the forefront. Having her here in front of me, moaning as she ate from me, was vastly better than watching her from behind a monitor.

For years, I had been desperate for a glimpse of her, but she was too good, even for me. It was like she had a sixth sense about someone watching her. Always had her head down, back to the cameras, only showing her face when she had to or when she didn't think anyone was watching.

Back then, Ravi and I would seethe in jealousy whenever Roux was on an out-of-state job for our uncle. He was the only one that could successfully sneak away for a couple of hours to be in her vicinity. I would stalk the social pages of her classmates in high school, searching for a picture of her. I would hack their phones and chats to get a hint of where she might be for the night. Stuck behind a screen, I salivated for news of our shared interest. Roux was always a dick about it, never giving us more than a sentence of information and a brutal smile as he filled up one of his special jars.

When that moan slipped from her lips, my dick hardened, and I couldn't stop the tarnished thoughts from running through my head. What would it be like to have those flawless lips on my skin? How would it feel to have those soft fleshy pillows work their way down my neck?

I began to think about more than her lips, more than the food in front of us. When her eyes flicked up to mine, filled with hunger, something inside of me broke. Ravenous passion twined itself throughout my body, causing my muscles to quake as it spoke my desires in my head.

I’m done waiting, wanting from afar.

Seconds away from snatching her off that stool and taking her up to my room, the door shut and Ravi’s voice came in. She jerked away from me, and I grabbed onto the island so hard I was surprised it didn't break. My moment was gone.

Turning back to the stove, I threw the spoon into the sink and got a new one as I willed my dick to go down. I began to think of computer code, dreaming up another program I could make for our line of work, until I heard her soft voice excuse herself to the bathroom. When she finally came out, she went straight to the table, and began to drink.

Something was wrong.

My brothers and I tried to get it out of her all through dinner, but she wouldn't budge. She talked about how this was her new favorite dish, which caused heat to creep up my neck. I was just happy to see her finish her plate and go for seconds.

I tried to ask again after she had a little more wine, but it didn’t work. She giggled it off, telling us not to worry about anything. When my brothers gave me concerned looks, I nodded for them to let it go… for now.

“Do we have any more wine?” Her voice went up an octave, and I raised an eyebrow at her.

“I think that's enough for the night. I don’t want Cin to come after us if we send you back to the dorms drunk.”

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