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Aquilla never saw him again. He had fixed the bathroom door when he watched through the crack one night after her shower. She was rubbing herself and just had to go and prop her
foot on the toilet seat and slide her fingers inside her pussy as she came. He wasn’t about to have to be tortured with that again.

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Aquilla did like the new house. However, she wasn’t happy about her new caretaker, Hila. She was 14. She didn’t need someone trailing after her all the time. Hila would sleep right across the hall from her. Julius would sleep right next door.

"I thought you might want this," Julius said, handing her the doll that he had bought for her when she was a little girl.

"I thought I forgot it," she exclaimed, taking the doll.

"Ah, I see you have the same ugly painting as me," he recognized, looking at the
identical ocean painting that hung over both their beds.

"I love that painting," she said, turning to the portrait with the water lapping out over a white sandy beach, framed in thick dark wood.

"I don’t, mine is coming down immediately," he assured her. It didn’t come down, and he suddenly really hated it when he tried to take it off the wall, discovering something bad, really bad. It was sure to get him into trouble. He tried to remove the ocean scene from the wall over his bed. It wasn’t hung on the wall. It was irremovable. It was set like a window and attached to the painting over Aquilla’s bed. When he slid the little lever on the frame, the waves opened up like venetian blinds. He could see her putting her clothes away. He left the tiny vent open and went to Aquilla’s room to ask a dumb question. You couldn’t tell her waves had been opened at all. Fuck, this wasn’t good. This was bad, this was real fucking bad.

Aquilla ran to her father when he arrived later that night. She hadn’t realized how much she had missed him. He had never been gone that long before. He, of course, embraced her, closing his eyes and relishing his baby girl. He
had missed her, too.

"Do you like your room?" he asked, kissing her head.

"Yes, but I don’t like Hila. I don’t need her, father," she complained.

"Yes you do. Julius and I are going to be busy for
awhile. She’s nice, give her a chance."

Aquilla normally would have argued
, but she didn’t. She didn’t want to upset him. She had missed him and was glad to be out of that hotel with Julius and into the ten thousand square foot home. She needed the space.

Romano shook Julius’s hand next, happy to see his son as well, and thanking him for taking such great care of Aquilla, not that he expected anything less. He knew she was in good hands with him.

"Please tell me you have a shipment coming," Julius begged.

Aquilla questionably looked at them both
, when Romano laughed.

"A little frustrated?" he asked.

"That’s an understatement," he assured him.

"Two weeks," he replied. "Come on
, let’s eat," he added, leading his children to the massive dining room.

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Aquilla was pissed. She had just gotten there
, and Hila was waking her early the next morning for breakfast. Her new teacher would be there right after. Her father wanted her to get right back to her studies; she had a lot of catching up to do. She didn’t like the new teacher either. She did, however, like her new music teacher. He taught her how to play the flute like a professional composer. She could play the most dramatic composition. She loved playing the flute more than anything she had ever tried.

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Julius was extremely happy when the four new girls finally arrived two weeks later. He was fucking every last one of them and the new guy, Latium, was just going to have to wait. He would train all four of them. He didn’t need any help. He had over a month’s worth of stress to relieve. He did too. He spent the entire five days that they were there in the north wing, avoiding Aquilla at all costs. He didn’t see her the entire week, except for the times that he couldn’t help but watch her through the slits of the ocean scene over his bed.

He couldn’t help it
, he couldn’t stop. He knew when she would be exiting her bathroom after her shower every night. He also knew her body probably better than she did. He watched it blossom every night. He had even begged his father to move to a downstairs bedroom where he slept. He didn’t have a good reason. He surely couldn’t tell him that he couldn’t resist the urge to stare at his naked daughter. Romano refused his request, he felt safer with Julius close to her.

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A week before Aquilla’s 15
th
birthday, she sat with her father at the massive table picking out what she wanted for her birthday. She wanted a bikini so that she could tan more of her white skin by the pool. After an hour of arguing with her, picking out way more than a 15 year old should get on one birthday, and going back to the site with the bikini that she was so adamant about getting, he gave in.

They spent her birthday at the beach
, the entire day. Julius hated the new fucking bikini. It showed too much, and he couldn’t keep is stupid eyes off of her. He even stayed in the water more than he normally would, trying to hide the erection that kept creeping up. He wasn’t lacking any in the package department, it was hard to hide it.

Aqui
lla lay out on the beach, playing in the water, and she even built an amazing sand castle with Julius while their father worked on his laptop. Their eyes locked uncomfortably way too many times. Julius’s eyes dropped to her cleavage and hers dropped to his persistent hard on more than once. He was playing with fire. She was playing with fire. And, what the fuck were they doing?

They both needed relief by the time the day was over. They ended their night by doing just that. Julius watched her sprawled on her bed as she ran her fingers through the elastic of her panties. She normally did it safely under her covers where she felt invisible and nobody could see. She didn’t turn them down and even went as far of sliding them over her hips and to her ankles. Fuck. He didn’t need to see that.

Aquilla was beginning to wonder if something was wrong with her. Her mind went to one place when she pleased herself. It was always back in that dingy hotel room with Julius leaned against the floral print wall, pumping his cock in his hand. She was going to ask for a laptop. Maybe if she could see some pictures of other men, she could picture someone else’s dick and not the taboo; Julius’s.

Julius was one sick mother fucker. He wished she would turn around so that he could see her. He took his own throbbing sex into his hand while he watched Aquilla squirm beneath her fingers. Fuck
, he wanted to do that.

“Yeah, baby, rub that pussy,” he whispered as her fingers frantically massaged the little nub that he so badly wanted to see. She whimpered at precisely the same moment he spewed out
to his hand.

Aquilla and Julius both began to avoid each
other. They had to. Aquilla wasn’t any better off than he was, and the constant eye locking thing confused the hell out of her. She was never so happy in her life, when her father invited a man and his daughter to dinner when she was not quite 17 yet. That’s what she needed. She needed a friend to occupy her mind. She hadn’t had a friend since she was seven.

Talin and
her hit it off, right off the bat. Talin was the same age as her. Aquilla envied Talin. Although she was like her in many ways, she was able to have a little bit of a life. She went to high school every day, was allowed to hang out with her friends at the beach, and go to her friend Vennah’s sometimes. Her father too, was into some shady business. Of course he was, he was partnering with her father. They were up to something that wasn’t good, she was sure of it.

Aquilla loved it when her father told her
that they were coming over. It gave her something to look forward to. She loved Talin, except for when she was lusting over Julius. She didn’t like that one bit. It was stupid. There was no reason for her to feel bitter when Talin talked about the things she wanted to do with Julius. Aquilla found herself reminding her that she had a boyfriend, and how even though she had never met this Salem that she spoke of, she was sure he wouldn’t appreciate her thirsting over Julius.

“You should go to school this year, Aquilla,” Talin decided one afternoon by the pool, while their fathers conducted business in his office.

“Yeah right
, my father would never let me do that,” she admitted. He wouldn’t. He was way too protective for that.

“Maybe my father can talk to him
, it’s our senior year. You need to go to high school. It’s not like some big high school with 500 students. It’s private. Most of the kids that go there are just like us. They come from fathers shepherding risky business too.”

“I would
freaking love that, Talin. Do boys go there, too? Does Salem go there?”

“Yes
, he is a senior too, but I don’t have to wait to see him at school anymore. My father lets me see him now; his father does some things with mine.”

“Do you know what they do?” Aquilla asked, curious to know if she did.

Talin shrugged her shoulders. “I have a good hunch, but I think your father and Julius do a little more than run drugs.”

“What do you mean?” Aquilla asked, having a pretty good idea herself.

She shrugged her shoulders again. “My father has some girl staying in the guest house out back. He got her from your father, I heard him on the phone. He told me that she just needed a place to stay for three months, but I see him go out there late at night. The guest house is right outside my window.”

Aquilla raised her eyebrows then
dropped them. She wasn’t sure how to comment. She knew there was something going on too. She just wasn’t exactly sure of what.

“Were you adopted?” Talin asked.

Aquilla was the one to shrug her shoulders that time. “I guess so, I’ve seen my birth certificate and my father’s name is on it. He’s never really told me the fact, but anyone that looks at me can tell.”

“Yeah, you’re kind of a ghost,” Talin joked.

Aquilla laughed, looking over at Talin’s dark skin.

“Hey
, you should see if you can go to the beach with me tomorrow. Salem has two friends that will be there. Vennah will be there too. She has her eyes on Keiki, but Tua is pretty cute.

“My father won’t let me,” she assured her.

“You dress for dinner,” Hila called from the glass door, interrupting their plot to get Aquilla out of the house.

“We’ll ask at dinner,” Talin assured her.

Talin dropped more bombs on Romano that night than he could handle, but at least she was getting her out of the house. Valdez would have to escort her, but at least he agreed. Talin didn’t mind. She had her own bodyguard that her father insisted follow her too. He hadn’t agreed on the whole high school thing yet, but they had six more weeks to convince him of that.

Julius was the one that looked like he was going to fall out of his chair. He glared across the table at Aquilla. He wasn’t about to let her run around the beach with boys, wearing that skimpy ass black bikini.
There was no fucking way.

“You’re not going to the beach where there will be boys,” Julius assured Quill later that same night as they walked to their rooms.

“Yes I am
, Father already said that I could go.”

“And I am telling you that you can’t,” he demanded with a clinched jaw. No way
, no fucking way in hell was she doing that.

“Fuck you
, Julius, yes I am. You’re not my father.”

Aquilla was almost afraid of him for a second. He shoved her against the wall and lifted her chin to make her look at him.

“I don’t want you around fucking boys, Quill.”

She shoved him away. “I don’t want you around fucking girls,” she shot back. He knew what girls she was talking about. She dumbfounded him. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t say anything when she jerked away from him and went into her room, slamming the door behind her.

Who the fuck did he think he was? He couldn’t tell her what to do. He didn’t have that right. She couldn’t wait to meet Tua. She needed that distraction. She needed it more than either of them could imagine.

Aquilla did go to the beach. She went that day with Valdez following her
, and then more and more. Sometimes Valdez followed, sometimes Julius. Their relationship had gone from bad to worse. Now they just glared at each other. He hated her hanging out with the boys. If he knew that it would just Talin, Vennah, and her, than Valdez escorted her. If he knew the boys were going to be there, he followed her. It pissed Aquilla right the fuck off, she thought that she liked Tua. It didn’t matter, she couldn’t get away from Julius long enough to see for sure. She needed to like Tua. She needed someone to take her mind off of things she shouldn’t be thinking about.

Aquilla did get to go to high school, and although it wasn’t what she had in mind, it was a lot better than being homeschooled. The school consisted of exactly 23 kids in the entire little building that didn’t look like a school at all. It was exclusively designed for kids like Aquilla, Talin, and Venn
ah. She was still picked up by Julius, Valdez, or her father, but she didn’t mind. She loved getting out of the house every day. Romano was extremely pleased to see her so happy. Julius, not so much. He knew that slimy little Tua went there, he didn’t like it.

Their relationship continued to be washed out to sea. They were constantly into it over something or another. Julius just needed to mind his own fucking business and stay out of her life. It didn’t concern him, and she let him know
of that fact…often.

Julius had just started down the corridor one afternoon when she met him at the foyer. She picked up her backpack and glared at him.

“Where are you going?” he asked. It pissed her off, she wasn’t going anywhere. She wanted to. She wanted to go to Talin’s, but her father had said no, not today. That pissed her off too. She was almost 18 and was treated like a fucking five year old. She was in a pissy mood before she ran into Julius. He just poured a little more gas on her fire, sending her into a raging blaze.

“Where are
YOU going, Julius?” she countered, walking toward him. He had to back up. She was right in his face. She knew exactly where he was going. For whatever reason, that pissed her off too.  He was going to the north wing, the north wing where five year old Aquilla was forbidden to go, and the north wing where she knew beautiful girls awaited his presence.  “You need your dick fucked? Is that where you’re going, Julius?” she crossly alleged. What? Where the fuck did that come from? PMS that had to be it.

Julius took a step toward her, causing her to now back up as he got right in her face too. “Like you have fucking room to talk, Quill. Let me smell your fingers.” What? What the hell was he saying? This was Quill!!!!!

What the hell did he mean by that? He left her speechless, but only briefly. “Fuck you. I’m sick of your stupid shit.”

“Stupid shit?” he yelled right back.

“That’s enough,” Romano yelled, breaking up their argument.

“What’s going on?” he demanded to know.

“Ask him,” Aquilla said, crossing her arms, and glaring daggers at Julius.

“Julius?” Romano asked, turning to him.

“Nothing,” he replied, gave Quill one more dirty look, and then turned on his heels, leaving her to deal with their father.

“Quill?
What’s gotten into you two lately? You two can’t be in the same room without wanting to rip each other’s heads off.”

“Nothing,” she said, giving him the same answer, and storming off
, up to her room.

Romano shook his head at
both his children, constantly at each other’s throats.

Julius tried his best to stay away from her. He did as much as possible, but still insisted on going with her if he knew she was going to be anywhere near boys, or Tua, anyways. He wanted to break his scrawny little neck.

Aquilla avoided him at all cost
s, as well. They shot each other dirty looks. If she thought he was being too demanding and acting like her father, she would just tell him to go fuck himself.

Julius tried like hell to stay away from his secret little window
, too. The longest he made it was three days. He had heard Aquilla on the phone with Talin, planning an evening at her house for a technician to come to her house to do their nails. He knew the technician wasn’t doing their nails. He heard the conversation loud and clear. It was just a coy for Talin’s father. He couldn’t help it; he had to look.

Aquilla came out of her bathroom wrapped in a towel
, as she always did. She removed the towel and stood in front of her full length mirror. Julius’s cock went from limp to full blown, painful hard in 2 point 7 seconds. She smiled in the mirror, liking the way her freshly waxed pussy looked. She moved her fingers down and touched it. She liked the soft smooth feeling. Julius fucking loved it. He was hoping like hell she was going to masturbate standing right there. He had the perfect view.

Quill separated her lips a little and rubbed her swollen little nub. Julius just about blew his load. He removed his
cock from his constricted slacks and stroked himself, watching her. He wanted a closer view. He wanted to see her throbbing little clitoris up close.

“Fuck
yeah, Quill, rub it for me baby,” he whispered, hissing and pounding the hell out of his cock in his hand.

Aquilla didn’t rub anything for him. She picked up her towel and walked back to the bathroom. “No
, fuck,” Julius whined. She took forever before she came back out. She slipped her nightgown over her head and lay down with a book. She fucking took care of it in the bathroom. What the fuck?

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Romano threw Aquilla a party for not only her educational accomplishments but also her 18
th
birthday as well. She wanted to go to college. She didn’t understand why he forbade it. She wasn’t trying to be difficult and she was happy about her party. She just wanted him to see how awful it was for her to be 18 and treated like a child. It didn’t matter though.

“Aquilla, you know you cannot go out into the world to do that. I will have a professor come here and teach you anything that you want to learn,” he offered.

She didn’t want that, she wanted to go be normal. Normal like the girls from the movies, that Talin had slipped to her, like the girls from the magazines, and books that she had read. She was 18. He couldn’t tell her what to do anymore, she would just leave. She defeatedly knew she wouldn’t do that. She wouldn’t defy him. She knew that he was only worried about her well-being and wanted to keep her safe. Her dreams would be causality; she would give them up for reality, her reality.

Her party was supposed to be a happy time in her life. She wasn’t happy. She had always been homeschooled
, that is until her senior year, and that was only because she had begged to go to school with other people. She wanted the chance to have friends. She wanted to eat lunch in a cafeteria, play in the band, and go to gym class. Her father had reluctantly agreed, but it wasn’t what she had wanted. It wasn’t that kind of school.

“Are you going to be a party pooper all night?” Talin asked, coming to her, sitting alone
, and watching the few people at her celebration.

Talin bumped her shoulder and handed her a red cup full of punch. “It’s spiked,” she smiled.

“This isn’t a party, Talin. There should be at least 50 people here, not nine. These aren’t even my friends. Like that guy there,” she pointed to a man talking to her father. “Who the hell is that?”

Talin laughed. “I don’t know
, but he’s kind of cute.”

Aquilla rolled her eyes and took a drink of the punch. “Jesus, Talin,” she exclaimed, tasting the massive amount of vodka with very little punch.

Talin laughed. “Drink it, maybe it will loosen you up,” she insisted and darted off to be with Salem.

Keiki and Tua were there
, too. Vennah was hanging all over Keiki, and Tua was too busy getting shit faced to pay her any attention. That wasn’t the real reason he wasn’t with her. Julius had pulled him to the side and told him to stay the fuck away from her, he did. Julius was twice his size.

Aquilla looked to Julius talking to Valdez. He stared at Aquilla sitting alone. He could tell she was disappointed. He wished there was something he could do
, but there wasn’t. She had to live this way. He and his father had collected too many enemies over the years for it to be any other way. They would hurt her to hurt them.