Page 5 of Frayed Bonds

Slowly, I shake my head and she pulls out her phone motioning for me to come closer.

She spends the next twenty minutes showing me the twin’s Instagram profiles. They've both changed so drastically since I last saw them. Adriano is now sporting a bleach blonde buzz cut while Augustus has a dark brown version. They still look so much alike aside from Adriano who has now buffed out more and has tattoos scattered across most of his arms and torso.

“You've just seen Antonio to know what he looks like now. Ambrose doesn't have an Instagram, but here you can see the pictures the paparazzi snapped at the airport today.”

She shows me a blurry picture of a man head down in a suit with dark sunglasses on and I realise this is the group I saw moving through the airport this morning. “It looks nothing like Ambrose,” I say, staring at it confused. To be fair, I haven't seen Ambrose in well over a decade since he left to attend university in America the year before I graduated high school.

She shrugs. “I guess you'll have to wait until tomorrow to confirm if it is him.”

My mind wonders just how much has changed in the last few years and I'm truly stunned at everything that has happened since I was last here.

What have I accomplished in the last few years? Gotten a degree? Became a trophy wife? Got divorced? Such riveting things. A strong mixture of panic creeps in, and I'm dreadfully made aware that life truly waits for no one.

Chapter two

Ambrose

Ibury myself into her, my one hand forcing her head into the mattress creating a perfect arch in her back. Pleasure rips through me as she struggles below me. Her hand shoots up, tapping my thigh.

I groan and roll my eyes.

Weak.

I let go of her and she comes up gasping. The perfect arch in her back is gone as she raises up on her arms. I pull out and flip her around. She smirks up at me, probably thinking I’m going to fuck her like this.

A scoff leaves my lips. Christ help me the day I’m desperate enough to fuck a girl while facing her.

“Get on your knees.”

She scrambles onto her knees, and I sigh in annoyance. She reeks of desperation, much like most of my recent one-night stands, but she’s a decent fuck. I flip over so I'm lying on my back against the headboard, tucking my arms behind my head.

She gets to work sucking me off, with a bit more teeth than I'd personally like. Her bleach-blonde hair falls into her face. I grab a fistful of it and pull her off me.

“Watch the teeth,” I sneer.

She’s barely able to nod in my grasp but I feel her struggle as she attempts to.

I let her get back to it, forcing her down more and more with each bob of her head.

There’s a knock on the door and before I can even tell them to fuck off it flies open, ripping me from the pleasure twisting a knot in my core.

Fuck, what does it take for a man to be able to come in peace?

My eyes move up to see Adriano in the doorway, he folds his arms across his chest leaning against the door frame. A grin crawls onto his face as his eyes travel down to Alexa's as her head bobs up and down in my lap.

Cazzo.

“It’s barely 10 a.m. and you’re already fucking some troia, slut.” Adriano's voice echoes through the room and I watch as she freezes. I didn't realise she was Italian or that she even understood the language.

Maybe she's a better fuck than I thought.

Her teeth graze against me, wiping the thought from my head and solidifying the fact that this is a one-time thing.

“Get out of my room.” I clench my teeth as the pleasure continues to creep through my body. The thought of Adriano witnessing me in the moment was enough to keep my orgasm at bay.

“I’m not in your room.” He slips his shoulder slightly behind the frame so that he is just outside the technical boundaries of my room. Technicalities are something Adriano holds in high esteem. It’s what holds him together because where there are technicalities, Adriano can and will always find a loophole.

My hand grips Alexa's hair to pull her off my cock, but the trail of spit running from her swollen lips to my cock has it throbbing, wanting more.

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