Son of Eros

Chapter 2 Panty Raid

Pan racked his brain. Christina was the mastermind among the two evil sisters, carefully planning and executing their nefarious plans. Lila was an airhead, but she was Gregory's favorite daughter and had his ear.

Hmm. The cufflinks were most likely in Lila's room.

Pan had always been athletic, with lean muscle built from chores and disciplined workouts on an empty stomach. Slipping unnoticed through the mansion was second nature to him. Moreover, Lila never locked her door, considering herself the Queen of the Osborne Mansion.

Pan eased his elder sister's door open without making a sound. The noise of steam and running water drifted from the attached bathroom. Lila was showering, singing a pop track in a breathy, off-key voice.

Pan's pulse quickened. His elder sister was dumb, but she had sharp ears. He shouldn't be sneaking in like a thief, but recovering his father's cufflinks was of utmost priority. He needed to be quick and quiet in searching for them.

The worst scenario was—what if Lila caught him and screamed? Gregory would hand his son over to the cops.

The boy shook his head. It was essential to stay positive and take the risk. It was too late to back out now anyway. He let the door click lightly shut behind him.

Lila's king-size bed was against the north wall, still unmade with plushies thrown around. The room was a mess of discarded clothes. Among the Osborne children, she clearly wasn't the disciplined one.

His elder sister's leggings lay on the mattress. Did Lila really have such long legs? He never noticed before because he despised even looking at their faces.

Pan checked the bookshelves and the cabinets, but found nothing. Only the wardrobe remained to be looked into.

Pan tugged one of the drawers, and an entirely alternative universe opened to his eyes. Designer blouses, top-brand blazers, and expensive trousers. The second drawer offered a variety of leather options, including skirts, pants, and jackets. However, there was no sign of any cufflinks.

The third drawer stopped him cold. Pan gulped, realizing it was her underwear stash. Lace thongs, silk bralettes, garter belts. Lila had an entire arsenal of lingerie that had no business in the wardrobe of a girl who roleplayed as a dutiful daughter.

Was his sister an escort secretly?

Pan swallowed hard again, imagining Lila in these strange, skimpy clothes. She dressed conservatively at home to avoid Gregory's wrath, but outside, the girl was evidently a wild slut. 

The boy's jeans tightened uncomfortably, and heat flashed through him. He shook his head, trying to focus. The mission comes first. But no cufflinks were found, even in his sister's underwear. Where else to look for them?

Clink! A sudden silence fell in the room. The shower had stopped. Shit!

Pan's heart slammed against his ribs. His sister was about to step out of the bathroom!

He backed out, scrambling for the door, but he knew it was too far to reach in time. Think, Pan, think! He scanned frantically for cover and, in a burst of desperate agility, somersaulted across the carpet and rolled beneath the bed just as the door opened.

Lila stepped out, still humming her song. Right now, it sounded like a horror score for the boy as his heart pounded.

From his hiding spot, Pan could see only from her calves down. The young woman's legs were long and tanned, perfectly shaped from endless yoga classes. She padded across the room, drying her hair.

Lila must have walked out of the bathroom in a robe or a Turkish towel. Oh, no. A feeling of dread and darkness gripped his heart.

Stay calm, Pan told himself. Pan controlled his twisted thoughts and breathed as soundlessly as he could. Wait until she dresses and leaves, he told himself. Then escape. That sounded like a good plan.

Lila paused before the mirror, striking seductive poses. Come on, sis! This is not the time for vanity! Hurry up and leave, bitch!

The towel she was wearing shifted slightly with her movements. Pan's breath caught. Oh, no!

Then it happened.

Plop.

Lila's towel dropped, pooling around her feet. Pan's heart almost jumped up his throat.

This couldn't possibly be happening! His elder sister was completely naked a few feet away from him!