5. Julien

Chapter 5

Julien

There are many things in my life I regret.

Moments when I could’ve made better decisions, times I could’ve chosen a better path, but all those have brought me here, to this day. The road up to my childhood home is quiet. With no traffic, I know I’ll be there soon.

I haven’t been home in a while. I didn’t want to see the man who sent her away. He may have forced me to call him father, but he was nothing more to me than a coward. People may have cowered to him, knelt for him, kissed his fucking ring, but he wasn’t anything worth my respect. He’s never earned that from me, and I never offered it, even when I feared the bastard.

But now that he’s gone, I no longer feel anything for him. Not even the hatred I held onto for so long. It was only poisoning me in the end, rather than ensuring I overcame the pain he’d caused us all.

The day he sent her away, he broke three people. We were strong, but seeing the look on her face when she was led to that car was engraved on my mind. The tears that shone in her eyes reminded me every day that I would avenge what happened to her, but he died before I could do it.

It’s time to claim her. Alessia. The girl who’s captured me since the time she came into our home. Unknowingly, she stole my heart, and along with Adrien, we did things we needed to. Desire and lust were prevalent in our teenage years, but it was only when I finally got to taste her, feel her body against mine, that I knew pure pleasure.

Since she was sent away, I’ve been with other women. And men. But nothing compares to the burning need she and Adrien bring out in me. There’s a feral possessiveness I feel for them both, even though it’s forbidden.

As soon as I pull up to the gates of the estate, I wait in anticipation as they slide open gracefully. But nothing about our home is pure. Devils reside within the walls of the mansion. They were our family, our parents. The dark secrets they hid from us all spilled out, and I’m certain when they read our father’s last will and testament, even more fucked-up lies will be revealed.

As soon as I turn the engine off, I’m out of the car. The crunch of the stones under my shiny black shoes is the only sound, and I focus on each step to calm my erratic nerves. Seeing her again is what I’ve wanted for so long, and now that I’m about to meet those beautiful eyes once more, I can’t stop my heart from thudding wildly against my rib cage.

Strolling into the house, I find it empty, or at least, silent. I know they’re here; I can smell her perfume lingering in the foyer. The home I’ve become accustomed to hiding from is now my sanctuary. When Adrien first told me of my father’s death, I smiled. Is that wrong? A son reveling in his father’s demise?

I felt no sadness. Neither did I feel the need to see his final resting place. Watching his body being lowered into a hole in the ground. The family crypt is the last place I want to visit. Stalking through the foyer, I make my way into the drawing room to find them embraced like lovers. Except they’re not. At least, they shouldn’t be, but I know how it feels. Wanting something so much that the moment it’s no longer there, you’re shattered. Merely a part of a puzzle that’s missing its pieces.

I watch them for a moment, the kiss something out of those fucking romance novels women love to read. Alessia has grown up. She’s older now, an adult, and she’s filled out. Her hips, her face, and when Adrien moves her around in his harsh grip, I notice her beautiful tits squashed against his chest. I can’t help but smile.

My cock, on the other hand, has ideas I’d rather put to rest for now, but the heat of desire trickles to my groin. I don’t want to interrupt them, but I’m jealous that I don’t get a kiss like the one she’s gifting our brother.

“Open your eyes, Alessia,” my deep voice commands, startling her. Adrien knew I was watching them. He did it to piss me off, but that’s okay. I’ll get him back for that little display of alpha male.