Family Reaction r18

Chapter 18 : Family Reaction

As Aurelia answered her phone, her sister's worried voice came through. "Where are you, sister? Why are you not home yet? You've never been this late before!" Seraphine's tone was filled with concern, her anxiety evident.

Aurelia, still sitting above Grim, didn't realize that he had been holding back.

Without warning, he grabbed her hair and pulled her closer, his lips and teeth attacking her neck with a mix of biting and licking. Aurelia gasped, unable to hold back a moan that escaped her lips. "Ahh!"

Seraphine's voice grew more frantic on the other end of the line. "What's happening, sister? Are you okay?"

Aurelia, struggling to keep her composure, managed to stammer, "It's nothing," but Grim wasn't done. His hands gripped her ass tightly, spanking her with a force that made her cry out again. He didn't stop there, his mouth moving to her pink, sensitive nipples, sucking and teasing without mercy.

Aurelia's mind was a whirlwind of pleasure and confusion, her body betraying her as she moaned uncontrollably.

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" she cried out, unable to hold back any longer. In a desperate attempt to end the call, she blurted out, "I'm not coming home today! I'm with my boyfriend!" before quickly hanging up.

Her face burned with embarrassment, but Grim's relentless assault left her no room to think.

Just as she thought he would continue, Grim suddenly stopped. Aurelia, breathless and confused, looked at him with pleading eyes. "Why did you stop? Keep going…"

Grim smirked, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief. "We'll continue this at home," he said, his voice low and commanding.

He stood up from the sofa, his impressive physique on full display—his broad chest, defined abs, and powerful shoulders.

Aurelia couldn't help but stare, her golden eyes drinking in the sight of him. His white hair and black eyes gave him an almost otherworldly allure, and she felt her resolve weakening.

But Grim was already moving, pulling her off the sofa.

Aurelia stood there, completely undressed, her crimson hair cascading down her back, her golden eyes wide with desire. Her curves were accentuated in the dim light, her full breasts and round hips making her look like an Angel.

Grim, now wearing only his white pants and coat, looked equally irresistible, his abs and chest visible through the open coat.

Aurelia, still catching her breath, looked at him helplessly. "What am I supposed to wear? You tore all my clothes."

Grim's smirk widened as he tossed her one of his shirts. "Wear this. I'll just wear my pants and coat."

Aurelia slipped on the oversized shirt, the sleeves covering her hands and the hem reaching her thighs. She looked even more defenseless and alluring, the shirt hanging off her frame in a way that made Grim's self-control waver.

As they prepared to leave, Aurelia winced, her body still sore from their earlier activities. Her back ached, and her legs felt like jelly.

Grim noticed her discomfort and, without a word, scooped her up into his arms. He carried her out of the gym and to his car, placing her not in the passenger seat but between his legs as he drove.

The tension between them was palpable. Grim's voice broke the silence, low and commanding. "Suck me off." Aurelia, still riding the waves of her desire, didn't hesitate.

She unbuckled his belt, freeing his cock, and began to take him into her mouth with a mix of care and passion.

Grim's hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as she worked, her movements driving him to the edge. When he finally came, it was with a low groan, his release filling her mouth.

Once they arrived at Luxe Haven, Grim parked the car and carried Aurelia inside. The guard at the entrance hesitated, sensing the dangerous aura radiating from Grim. He approached cautiously, checking the apartment details, but Grim's icy glare and threatening tone—"Do you want to die?"—sent the guard scrambling back, too intimidated to even breathe properly.

Grim carried Aurelia straight to apartment 102, a luxurious space that was still sparsely furnished but had all the essentials, including a large bed. He wasted no time, locking the door behind them and laying her down on the bed, their passion reigniting as the night deepened.

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Back at Grim's home, his family sat around the dining table, the atmosphere thick with confusion and disbelief. Raven, Lyra, and their mother were all stunned by what they had just heard.

Lyra slowly put her phone down, her fingers trembling slightly as she tried to process what she had just been told.

They all exchanged glances, the silence stretching on for an uncomfortable amount of time. They couldn't even fathom the possibility that Grim would ever have a girlfriend — it sounded like a joke.

Finally, Raven broke the silence, his voice filled with pure skepticism. "It's impossible. There's no way Grim would ever get a girlfriend."

Lyra nodded eagerly, her expression just as incredulous. "With his personality? There's no way any girl would ever like him. He's more likely to beat the crap out of someone than hand over his phone to them. Especially a girl."

Their mother, however, remained silent, her shock evident but not entirely unpleasant. Her eyes were wide, her lips pressed tightly together as if trying to make sense of what she had just overheard.

Then, she snapped out of her stunned state and scolded them both, her tone firm. "Don't you dare speak about Grim like that again. If he has a girlfriend, then that's a good thing. And you two should be happy for him instead of doubting him."

Raven and Lyra exchanged awkward glances before muttering their apologies. "Sorry, Mom."

But even after apologizing, neither of them could hide their bewilderment. The thought of Grim having a girlfriend was like trying to imagine a wolf tenderly caring for a lamb. It just didn't seem possible.

Their mother sighed, her voice gentler now. "There's no point wasting time thinking about it. It's late, and you both should go to your rooms and get some sleep."

Reluctantly, Raven and Lyra nodded. "Alright, Mom. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

They both got up from the dining table and headed toward their rooms.

As Raven lay down on his bed, his thoughts still raced. 'There's no way Grim has a girlfriend… right?' The idea was so absurd it almost made him laugh. But then again, nothing about Grim ever made sense.

But his mind didn't linger on that thought for long. Instead, his thoughts drifted toward something — or rather, someone — else. Seraphine Ashfall. Her job offer. The absurd amount of money she was willing to pay him.

He considered calling her to discuss the offer, but it was already late. She was probably asleep by now. But the curiosity gnawed at him, and his finger hovered over her number. Without thinking further, he pressed the call button.

The phone rang a few times before connecting.

"Hello?" Raven spoke cautiously, but there was no reply from the other side. Instead, he heard something unexpected.

Crying.

The sound was faint, muffled as if she was trying to hold it back, but it was unmistakable. Raven's body tensed, his heartbeat quickening with concern.

"Hey… Seraphine? What's happening? What's wrong?" He asked, his voice filled with genuine worry.

But there was only more quiet sobbing from the other end.

"Do you… Do you want me to come over? I'll come right away if you need me." His words were rushed, panic creeping into his tone.

Still, there was no answer. Just the sound of her crying, fragile and broken.

Raven didn't hesitate any longer. He shot up from his bed, grabbing his jacket and slipping it on in haste. Without making a sound, he slipped out of the house, careful not to wake his mother or Lyra. His feet moved quickly through the darkened streets, his urgency overriding any thought of rest.

He reached Luxe Haven Apartment in no time, his breathing heavy from the rush. Bypassing the guard with sheer determination, he made his way to Room 101.

Raven knocked on the door, his knuckles rapping urgently against the wood. Moments later, the door creaked open, and there she stood.

Seraphine.

Tears streamed down her face, her usually confident and enigmatic expression reduced to something raw and vulnerable. It was a side of her Raven had never seen before. And it twisted something painfully inside his chest.

He stepped inside, his hand reaching out to lock the door behind him.

"What happened?" he asked, his voice steady but his gaze filled with concern.

Seraphine only continued to cry, her shoulders trembling as if she was on the verge of breaking. And for once, Raven was left standing there, not knowing what to do.