1. Diavolo Ch 01


    Date: 2/21/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    coming to pick us up.” “Wait—what? Who is Angelo?” Abigail barely restrained herself from wailing in misery. “The drummer from Diavolo.” Mikayla rolled her eyes, looking exasperated, “Hellooo. Geez, Abs.” Abigail blinked at her in shock. “The band’s name is what?” Mikayla grinned at her as she shimmied into a silver skirt—oh—it was an indecently short dress Sweet Baby Jesus! “Diavolo,” her sister repeated with relish as she shook out her hair and frowned at the straps of her bra. With a shrug, Mikayla took the offending garment off and bounced on her toes a few times so that her breasts jiggled as she laughed. Either Abigail was hallucinating, or Mikayla had gone up a few cup sizes since she last saw her. “Oh, I need more ice,” Mikayla sputtered racing out of the room. Abigail just stared after her, hair dripping onto her ruined clothes. As she gaped down at herself, at a loss as to what to do, her mother rushed in. “Well?” she snapped at Abigail. Abigail just stared at her a few seconds before saying, “wouldn’t it be easier to just have her committed? Mother, she is insane!” Her mother scowled. “Don’t be ridiculous. We’d never live down the shame. No one in our lineage has ever been committed.” Their lineage? Her mother talked about them as if they were royalty, not the penniless survivors of a man who gambled away the family fortune and then killed himself when the stock market crashed. “She’s about to leave!” her mother pointed out signaling toward the door through ...
    which Mikayla had raced to find ice. What the hell did she want with ice anyway? Strange-strange girl. “What can I do, mother? I can’t force her to stay.” Marjorie stomped her foot. “You go with her, you idiot. Watch she doesn’t wrap her legs around that damned demon!” Abigail ran her fingers through her sopping hair. “Great. How am I supposed to keep her from doing that?” Her mother turned her around and shoved her in the direction of the bathroom. “Find a way. Seduce him yourself. Just keep Mikayla from bedding that devil.” Abigail stared at her mother in horror. She couldn’t believe her mother wanted her to…no. It was too horrendous to even contemplate. “Mother, I’ve never been with a man. Wouldn’t even know the first thing on seducing one.” Abigail felt hurt her mother thought so little of her to throw away her virginity just so that Mikayla could keep Daniel. Her mother lifted her head and stared down her nose at her. “No wonder Daniel dumped you. Abigail, don’t look at me like that! Your ideals and morals are more archaic than your grandmother’s. Stop being such a selfish prude and save me from becoming destitute.” Her mother’s last words were uttered tearfully before she spun on her heel and fled the bathroom. Fingers cold and trembling, Abigail turned on the faucets in Mikayla’s bathroom and showered quickly, washing her hair in the process. In less than ten minutes, she was done and detangling her long hair. Walking out with a large white towel wrapped around her, she ...
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