f my spine and shooting up like a firecracker. It was as if I could sense my

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f-discovery. Frankly, I call that hogwash. Figuring out who you are isn't the hard part; it's na

rivileges. The fruits of my hard-earned success translated into a lifestyle akin to that of a contempo

a lifelong desire to party with Tom Brady. As far as I can recall, it turned out to be one hell of a party. The onl

t with Wade and Shawn, asserting that we could rake in a fortune by hosting exclusive BDSM gatherings for our uptight acquaintances. Little did we know that this gamble wo

r events strictly anonymous, we charged by the head, and the party was classy as fuck. It's sort of like an exc

brothers went all in, and we've been raking in

managed to build out of his ashes. Not that anything we did was with t

ing caught his eye. Mom looked the other way because she chose to see the good i

ster growing stronger with each new generation. And much like the mythical beast, our blo

n't do them. Relat

I needed. A chance to get my rocks off on the regular without

ncredibly shallow dating pool of our inner circle took int

e as shit never been in love because it's a myth.

use I'm old enough to remember when my parents cared eno

into toxic indifference, which suffocated any aff

, we had lived through one of the most contentious divorce settlements ever documented in New York. And by the time our gr

hing, except the peop

ting after that. Instead, she focused on her family

dicated himself to salvaging what remained of Bart Enterprises, workin

red to revive our grandfather's legacy and restore our family's tarnished reputation. My mission became clear:

impediment to my goals. As the eldest, I recognised the responsibility of being the unwavering s

curious young man with a variety of burgeoning appetites that needed satiating. However, I rema

ners knew my romanti

l. A few were even foolish enough to try and chang

ominant in the bedroom

ve t

ed knowing that, win or lose, there is no draw. It's all a game

at's what I

ss waltzed into my world

to make me question the dogm

ther lifetime without the gu

n hope amongst the devils and demons with which I routinely dwell.

ing I never knew I wanted and t

r friend's crass commen

her peaches-and-cream thighs was going to

ell of her puffy bottom lip when Karen caugh

ny distractions. No

r, she saw right down to my rotten core. She saw past my hard-ass exterior

anguish, I've compartmentalised and buried myself in the recesses

ft me shit-scared. Our eyes lo

a mask. She and that bombshell body that no

ognise the deepest part

nt greenish-blue of her irises shifted and shimme

s like she had my head and my chest (no

till ogling her like one of the lecherous billionaires I