Prologue - Delivery

“There you are,” Colin’s sister, Abigail, said from behind the counter as she handed Colin the large box of food, “Anything else you need?”

“Don't you have to call me sir when you are at work?” Colin Brannagh smirked as he accepted the box from his sister.

“I’m not supposed to say ‘Kiss my arse’ while I’m at work but I still will. Kiss my arse.” Abigail retorted, sticking her tongue out at him like a petulant child.

Despite them being twins they were very much unalike in both looks and character. Colin was fairly reserved and quiet, the only exception being when he was teasing his twin. He had darker hair and a stockier build. Especially compared to Abbi, who was much more willowy, with hair that was closer to blond than his ever was. She was also much more outgoing than he was, having a much richer social life with a parade of friends.

“Is Evelina happy to be done with university?” Abigail asked

Telling everyone that his girlfriend was finishing university was a lie but it was an important one that had been hammered into Colin by her family to keep up at all costs.

“Oh yes. She has been waiting for this day for quite a while.” Colin replied. That wasn’t technically a lie. It was a big day for Evelina and while it wasn’t his tradition, he wanted it to all go smoothly for her. Helping to pick up some of the food for the event was the least he could do.

Abigail came around the counter, giving Colin a view of her lithe figure. There was something appealing about her in her work apron and he could not help but give her slim body the once over.

“Give her my regards and tell her that I’ll take her out for a private congratulations some time.” Abigail said, giving Colin a hug.

“Will do.”

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, gave her a squeeze and turned to leave.

Heading back to his car, Colin deposited the boxes on the seat next to him and drove to Evelina’s family’s apartment. It was a pleasantly short drive to the apartment building. It was an impressive building. A 65-storey tower of glass and black that was a far cry from the small house Colin and his sister grew up in.

Parking out front, he grabbed the box of food and headed into the building, giving a strained smile to the doorman, before entering the lift and going up to the floor. There was only the one apartment on the floor and it belonged to Francesca Delvere, Evelina’s mother.

The door opened as soon as Colin knocked and standing in the frame was Evelina’s friend Jennifer Lam. He’d never admit it to Evelina but he always found Jennifer incredibly attractive. The lithe asian girl was a real treat for the eyes. Her slim body clad in a tight form fitting red dress that accentuated her ridiculously long legs. Her brightly coloured pink hair was cut into a short asymmetrical style that fell over one side of her face.

“Welcome back, Col,” Jennifer said as she stood at the door, “Here, pass it to me.”

“Are you sure, Jay? You are all dressed up.” Colin said, entering the Delvere’s apartment. He had been to the place on many occasions but it always wowed him. It was a multistorey apartment with a large open plan living area with a staircase leading up to the family’s personal rooms on the floor above.

“Don’t worry about that. I guarantee I can clean myself up better than you can.” Jennifer rolled her eyes and took the box of food from him, “Evelina is busy upstairs with her mum. You can help me get this all into the fridge.”

He followed her into the kitchen and after she opened the bag they began squeezing the food into the already full fridge.

“How are you feeling about all this?” Jay asked when they were finished. She leant against the kitchen counter, adjusting her dress around her breasts.

“Nervous. I knew it was coming, of course, but I don’t think I could ever mentally prepare myself for it.” Colin replied with a shrug.

“Yea. I know it's a lot to take in.” Jay nodded, “You just need to be supportive and attentive.”

“I will be.”

“And you should be ready when you get home after the ritual.” Jay said with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

“Ready for what?”

“This.” Jay said, cupping Colin’s dick through his trousers, “I remember after my ritual I was so horny. I think I masturbated all night.”

“You’re joking!” Colin said, pulling away from Jay. He changed his stance to try and hide the stiffening that was happening within his pants.

“Nope! I think I passed out, I did it so much!” Jay laughed leaving Colin unsure about whether it was true.

Suddenly, a bloom of black energy erupted from the centre of the room. It was a black so dark that it seemed to be like a void in reality if not for a faint white line around its edges. The bloom of energy grew till it was about the size of a small car before it unfurled like a flower and a woman stepped out.

Standing in the centre of the room was Francesca Delvere, the mother of Colin’s girlfriend.