
Dominated by four; Dark Desires
Andy Whitte · Ongoing · 41.1k Words
Introduction
Four?
It would be selfish of her not to share all of her for them.
But make no mistake, impulses have nothing to do with love. It is paramount that you remember that.
I can explain the situation to you in a simpler way; a small defenseless animal, cared for by four large dangerous predators. Each of them puts a different world on your back, in a universe of enemies and nothing can go wrong, right?
Enjoy before your perfectly manipulable world spirals out of control or they tear your soul apart, in short.
You understand.
Are you willing to succumb to the most delicious and noxious sensations there can be?
Chapter 1
"I think I have a curse," Lucas commented, catching my attention. He had a slightly bored and tormented grimace on his face as if he had discovered something really bad.
"Now, what are you going to come out with," I asked, putting my chin on my hand so I could hear what he was about to come up with as the silence of the library surrounded us.
"Not one person is attracted to me, and the guys I hook up with; they don't last more than a week. It's a calamity," he snorted, hurt, and I rolled my eyes with a smile, "It's not a joke; I don't know what I'm going to do if I don't find the love of my life."
"Go on living; you're not going to die from that."
"Says the one with four boyfriends," I widened my eyes and looked around to make sure no one had heard anything my loudmouth friend said.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Lucas?"
"Sorry, but it's not fair. I don't even have one, and you took four," he snorted loudly, and from where the library manager was standing, we heard a sound, indicating that we should be quiet, "The library is the worst place to gossip."
"I don't come here to gossip; I have to study."
"Wasn't it to hide from your beloved Madow," she questioned with a smile full of mischief, and I sighed, controlling my senses.
"What makes you think that?"
"Why there? He goes walking in," he pleaded, and I immediately looked towards the entrance, but there was no one there, and accompanied by that, my best friend started laughing like a mad goat in the middle of the room.
"You're the worst, Lucas."
"One more warning, and you're dismissed," the woman objected from her workspace, and I nodded respectfully since I couldn't control it.
"You're going to get me removed, and I'm not done; you should go check out the new gossip with the other students," I watched him out of the corner of my eye as I continued with my study.
"No, they just keep talking about your notes, and I'm irritated by their obsession," he whispered in my ear as he left my side.
"They are not my hombresotes; I just work for them."
"As a sex toy, obviously."
I shrieked angrily, which immediately caused the manager's gaze to fall on me again, and she glared at me. Then when she pointed to the door, I snorted.
Lucas looked at me innocently, shrugging his shoulders, and I wanted to beat him to death for causing me to be ejected from the library.
It was true that I was hiding in it for Madow, but I was also hiding in it for the other three, since they weren't allowed in places where only students could enter, but I could also use the space and the silence to concentrate on what I was doing. I loved studying and, above all, not being disturbed while I was doing it.
I walked through the halls of the university, looking for my locker since I had to leave my books ready for the evening class, and in that gap I had between classes, I dedicated myself to work.
I knew about things that not everyone could keep and the people who did, so my life revolved around underworlds and crime.
I was nothing like that, I just studied graphic design and management at the same time in college because I wanted to live from it, but as a lack of resources, knowing how to manage my business, I accessed one career too many.
The university gave me both careers because of my average in the exams, but I had to support myself and the woman I lived with, so I turned to people who knew other people.
"You're not going to believe this, but look at this," Lucas spoke before showing me his cell phone, almost glued to his nose. There was an image there that I didn't identify that close, but when I took the cell phone from him to check, I saw that there were the four men he worked for surrounding a car.
Madow and Astrophel seemed to be chatting, leaning against the side of the car, while Axel was sitting on the hood of the car checking his cell phone, and the last one, Iah, remained sitting on his bike behind the car.
"What are they doing here," I asked with bated breath.
"We'll have to find out," he looked at me, a little intimidated, "No one knows the four of them are coming for you; that's going to cause a stir on campus."
"I can't do this."
"Sure you can; they're your men."
"No, you don't understand."
"I don't understand," he looked at me confused, frowning.
"They're not here just to see me. I made a mistake and..." I gulped and backed away again.
"And what Amy, what did you do," he grabbed my shoulders to stare at me.
"Apparently, they found out already. I have to get out of here," I said simply and backed away quickly when we reached the exit, but then as if they had some sort of sense to detect me, the deep, dark eyes of the four men looked at me at once, burning my soul from within.
I turned and ran backward, leaving my friend confused, and with my heart a ticking time bomb, I slipped through the halls of the university in search of the soccer campus.
Through the back, I could find a way out; I didn't want to deal with the four of them, having followed my intuition first before what they had wanted to show me.
If with one, it was already like seeing hell, I couldn't imagine what the four of them would do to me, and I had no one else to care, so they wouldn't even notice when I disappeared from the face of the earth with them.
I stopped in the green field to catch my breath, bending my knees and avoiding letting my legs give way; I had to continue on my way; the university residences were just behind, and I could sneak between the buildings.
I reached the door through which all the people who entered the stadium to watch the games came out, but I didn't even have time to touch it when Madow entered like the Devil appearing to condemn me body and soul.
His two-colored eyes, gray and dark, looked at me slanted as if inside him was a caged beast about to come out to devour me.
Sometimes I wondered how I had endured so long seeing his eyes, as to at least recognize their color, if they were so dark and deep; it felt as if they were forcing you to want to die.
I swallowed saliva, slowly backing away, but my back hit something hard and hot, and by something, I meant someone.
They were so far beyond me in size that in the curve of my spine, I could feel the bulge of their pants and abs rubbing against my neck. Normally I always wore platform shoes, because I liked them and just that day I preferred to go with some tender ballet flats that made me shorter than I already was.
Every nerve in my body turned on a thousand degrees, I was sweating terror from my pores, and I knew that they realized that I was not well, as if it was part of a gift that united them. They used the way they managed to intimidate me to their advantage, to the point that they were bringing me down ten notches in my dignity and will.
Axel appeared on my left side with a look that pierced my heart like an edge; he was the toughest of the four, his humor was too much to bear, and he knew who to fear the most in situations like that. His long, jet-black hair was half pulled back in a ponytail.
While on the other side, crossed arms appeared Iah. His gaze wasn't as strong as Madow and Ax's, but I knew he was angry by his furrowed eyebrows.
What have I done in my past life to be punished in a hell ruled by four men?
Behind me, I had the last remaining man, Astrophel.
My legs began to tremble in parallel as I saw Madow approaching me with intentions of cornering me and not letting me back out; none of them had that intention in their eyes and only saw danger.
"We have things to talk about, dear Amy," smiled the short jet-haired man ungraciously, forcing me to look at him with a hand on my chin and his voice lowered in pitch, knowing it would bring me to my knees on the floor, "And you're not going to like the results."
I swallowed saliva wrapped in a blanket of sweat and begged to die of a heart attack right then and there.
However, everything had a reason for being there; he why those awesome men had me cornered like a helpless little animal about to be devoured by their predators, and that takes us back to a few weeks ago, the beginning of it all, where I had no idea they existed and that they would force me to turn my world upside down.
Things I had never experienced before would come together in four men.
At what point did I surrender my soul to fate?
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