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The Saint Shepards 01


I was sent to boarding school for my last two years of highschool. It was the easiest way for my parents to deal, or in fact, not deal with raising a teenage girl. I was putting a "strain" on their marriage. 

It wasn't surprising that they figured out the strain had nothing to do with me and everything to do with themselves.  It only took a few months of me being gone for them to officially split. My father unsurprisingly wanted zero to do with me, so I was my mothers burden now. 

A few weeks into my last year of boarding school, she sent me an email with a bunch of pictures of her with "Giles Saint Shepard" , who was apparently a man brave enough to try to withstand putting up with my mother, because she was moving in with him apparently, and his five sons. 

She'd sent me emails here and there over the past year speaking of the "Saint Shpeard men" as she called them.  Each of them shared the same middle and last name. 

There was Joshua, the oldest at 23 who actually lived on his own but was there quite often I guess. Then there was Bennet, who was 20, Dane who was 19, and then a set of twins Amos and August at 18, my age. 

Now here I was, being dropped off by a taxi at the fucking gate outside this ridiculously sized property. I grumble as I reach out of the passenger window and press the buzzer. 

I wait. I press it again.  I wait and then press it again. 

"Who is it?" A rough, angry sounding male voice comes through the speaker and I jerk my head scowling at the speaker. 

"Uhhhh, Lilly?" I say and wait for the angry speaker to strike again. 

"Hellooooooo" I sing song and press the buzzer again. 

Without another word the gates open and the taxi enters as I fall back into my seat and roll my eyes. 

We drive up a gently sloped winding driveway and I huff at how long it takes to get to the end of it, because honestly, who needs a driveway this fucking long?

My mother and Giles aren't here, she told me she would be "Available" after summer.  Hasn't seen her daughter in two years, but couldnt bother to be here when I returned, and returned to a "Home" and to people I didnt even know. 


"Thanks" I tell the taxi driver handing him a wad of cash after he takes out my luggage. 

My mother moved most of my things from the old house that i'd left already. So all I had was the casual clothes I'd brought with me to boarding school and a few other things. 

I groan as I grab my two rolling suitcases and pull them up the steps at the front of the house. 

"Isnt there a fucking doorman or something?" I mutter to myself as I yank up the luggage at the last step and yelp , tripping backward onto my ass, and watch both fucking suitcases tip and tumble right the fuck back down the steps. 

"you gotta be fucking kidding" I seethe to myself still on my ass as I watch the suitcases come to a crash at the bottom of the step. 

"Well aren't you just adorable?" a male voice says and I jerk my head towards the voice, and gasp and lean back when I find a set of legs in front of my face , and a crotch that's too close for comfort. 

I look up. 

I'm irritated but that irritation eases just a bit when I see the crooked smile of a fucking guy who is towering over me with, shaggy brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a black shirt and black jeans with a silver lip ring in his lip. He gives me a little wink and I scrunch my nose. 

"Don't wink at me" I say and go to push up to my feet as he chuckles, and holds out his hand and I ignore it as I get to my feet on my own. 

"need help with those?" he asks and I push my hair back from my face and look at him. 

He has to be at least 6'3" and I'm pretty sure this one is Dane. The 19 year old. He apparently is in some semi famous band, yet I've never heard of them, and his father isn't pleased with his life course. At least that's what I know per my mother's emails. 

"I've got it." I say with a huff and make my way back down the steps. 

I hear his feet follow me down the steps and as I bend over to grab the handles on the suitcases, he swats my hand away. 

"I said I got it!" I say annoyed as he just chuckles and with what seems like zero effort, lifts my heavy suitcases and winks at me again , and he chuckles when I scrunch my nose and he turns and walks up the steps.

I huff and follow him up the stairs and into the house. 

I lick my lips watching his strong back, the way his biceps are bulging in his black v neck shirt and christ, my mom could have fucking warned me to prepare my ovaries for this one. 

"You can put them down" I say and he looks over my shoulder.

"Why would I do that , when you're looking at me like that?" he gives another wink. 

"I'm not looking at you like anything." I say and he just chuckles and makes his way up the left side of the stair case and I follow. 

"are you the only one home?" I ask. 

"Mhm" he says and then sets down the suitcases at the top of the stairs. 

"Your room is next to mine" he says with another wink. 

"Oh goody" I say with a roll of my eyes and he chuckles. 

"Be a brat all you want Lilliana, I like it." he says with predatory eyes that catch me off guard and I lean my head back and look at him. 

"First of all, it's Lilly" I say. 

A small smile plays at his lip. 

"I know your full name is Lilliana...and I prefer that." he says.

"Welllll, I don't care what you prefer" I say and he just cocks his head as if I'm amusing him and looks me up and down. 

I've got distressed jeans on and a white tank top, a pretty plain outfit, but his eyes are assessing me as if I'm on a runway and i'm wearing the most interesting design. 

I feel my skin buzz as he keeps looking as I feel my nipples pull tight under his gaze and then grab my luggage by the handle and then look at him. 

"Which way to my room?" I say interrupting his uncomfortable gaze.

He gestures with his hand and I start to walk pulling the luggage along. 

"On the right" he says. "Next one" he says when I start to stop at a door realizing it's a bathroom. 

The door is already open and my jaw almost drops at the sight of it. 

"What..the...fuck" I say. 

Everything is fucking pink. 

"Nice isnt it?" he asks and I look over my shoulder at him and give him a look. 

"No. It's not." I say and cringe at the pink satin comforter and fluffy pillows, and decorative sequin pillows and the pink fucking paint on the walls. 

"It looks like Barbie threw up in here" I say. 

"We thought you'd like it." he says.

I look around , noticing more and more of how atrocious it is. It's not that I hate the color pink, but I definitely do now. 


"Who is WE?" I say and spin, looking around the room. 

"Me August and Amos....your mom told us we would know what girls your age would like." he smirks. 

I narrow my eyes. 

"And you really thought THIS was what a girl my age would want?" I ask. 

"Nope." he pops the p noise with his lips. 

"Too bad August and Amos get to miss your reaction." he chuckles. 

"So you purposely made it look awful?" I ask. 

He smiles. 

"It's fit for a princess." he gestures around. 

I make a sound of disgust. 

"So are all of you assholes then? I was hoping it would just be you." I say and he laughs a little and shakes his head. 

"We're all well behaved young men Lilliana." he says and walks over to my bed and sits on the edge, and his eyes are skimming my body up and down again. 

"Yeah, sure you are." I say and walk over to the window and look out, and am thankful that at least the view is nice, theres a large garden and a fucking hedge maze. Jesus.  A fountain too. 

"Your mom didnt say you had such a nice ass." Dane says and I jerk my head to him. 

"Excuse me?" I ask and he grins and gives a little nod to my ass. 

"that dump truck" he says. "It's fucking nice." 

I make a face of disgust. " you did not just call it a dump truck." 

"You're right, that ass deserves a better term." he says. 

"Are you seriously commenting on my ass?" I say turning and crossing my arms over my chest. 

"Yeah, guess I am." he says and leans back on his elbows. 

"You can compliment mine too if you want" he says with a playful little grin.

I fight my laugh and my smile at his ridiculousness. 

"No thanks." I say and stare at him. 

He lifts his chin and his eyes go to my chest. 

"...look at the way your nipples are greeting me....they're alot friendlier than you are." he says and I gasp and my jaw drops and I walk over and slap his arm. 

"Get out of here you fucking perv" I say and he laughs and stands. 

I inhale sharply as he boldly reaches down and around and grabs my ass. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" I glare at him. 

"Welcoming you to the family Lilliana" he says and lifts me, and my breath hitches and he smirks as I place my hands on his shoulders and my legs wrap around him. 

"you cant be serious right now" I say nervously. 

"Boarding school....for two years" he says with a little grin.

"Tell me .....there lots of boys there?" he asks and I shake my head. 

"Why'd you get sent to boarding school Lilliana?" he cocks a brow with a smirk and turns and then puts me on the bed on my back and hovers. Shit. Fuck. Fuck him!

"She told you ?" I whisper angrily as his eyes go to my mouth and he shrugs. 

"She may have mentioned it." he says and his hand slides to my hip and his fingers push up under my tank top on my side and I shiver at his touch, missing the feel of a males touch. 

"Heard you were a fast one.." he says quietly and I arch my back slightly as his hand slip over my torso, his fingertips slipping along the underside of my breasts. 

"She told my dad all about what a naughty girl you were" Dane says as I let his hand slip over my breast, and I feel my hard nipple kiss his palm and he groans as he looks down at me. 

"So you think you can just...have me?" I try to keep my breathing steady and fail. 

"yeah sis....I do" he says and then before I can tell him not to call me that a throat clears from my doorway and I jump with a gasp. 

"Dane. Knock it off." he says. From what I can gather this one is Joshua the oldest. 

Dane chuckles and his hand leaves my shirt and he pushes up. 

"Was just having some fun" he says and looks at me and winks as he pushes off my bed and I push up and off my bed too , embarrassed, my cheeks hot with shame. 

"Sorry, I was late, I was supposed to be here when you got here." the older brother says, and he's hot too, but more conventionally hot, and not, Dane hot.  He's only a hair shorter than Dane, but shares the same brown hair and blue eyes, but his hair is shorter, and his face is clean shaven and he's wearing a dress shirt and dress pants with a tie. 

"It...it's okay" I say and walk over as Dane watches me , amused by my embarrassment. 

"I'm Joshua" he says and holds out his hand. 

I reach for it. 

"Lilly" I say and he smiles and nods. 

"Excuse Dane....we're thinking of having him neutered."  he says and I laugh, actually laugh and Dane rolls his eyes as me and Josh chuckle. 


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