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They treated him like furniture, absolutely sure nothing they did touched him. It took them weeks to learn how wrong they were.

He’d been sneaking looks at my feet from the bus stop for ten minutes. What he didn’t know was that I planned to bring him upstairs and put him on his knees before nightfall.

Catalina came out onto the terrace in a white nightgown, sat beside me without a word, and that night we stopped being just siblings in the house by the sea.

I was still dripping from the shower when she walked into the bathroom without knocking, wearing that crooked smile she’d been avoiding me with for weeks.

They were both standing in the doorway of my room, watching me sleep. She was touching herself. So was he. And when I opened my eyes, neither of them stopped.

The key turned in the lock at the worst possible moment. Or the best. Dad didn’t even stop when my uncle appeared in the doorway and saw us.

When Carolina came out of the bathroom, her mother still had my hand under her skirt. She didn’t take hers away. She just closed her eyes and looked at me from somewhere much darker.

I found her crying on the sofa, her blue robe barely tied. When I told her she was beautiful, I already knew that night I wouldn’t be just her son anymore.

When I entered that room and saw my mother riding my best friend, I knew nothing would ever be the same. What happened next shattered every rule I knew.

Valeria was waiting for me in the kitchen in a T-shirt that barely covered her and a smile that no longer belonged to my little sister. I tried not to look. I failed.

When I faked the fainting spell, they knew they had me. But it was exactly then that the balance of power changed hands and the hook began looking for another body.

There were five of us in the apartment, it was cold, and someone put on the wrong disc. That afternoon I learned that stupid bets are sometimes the best ones to lose.

When he said he wanted to watch, I set the phone on the bedside lamp, turned on the camera, and let him see every second of that night.

Camila had barely been with anyone when I introduced her to the boss. That night, the four of us discovered the office would never be a neutral place again.

I arrived at the complex looking for a body that would obey without question. What I found that afternoon surpassed everything I had imagined.