Chapter: Step cousins(chapter two)The hallway was quiet when Linlin came home, except for the faint hum of music from Jordan’s room. The man barely played music…Ever. It was usually silence, coffee and that damn cologne lingering through every inch of the apartment.But tonight,something was different.Her heels clicked once, twice…then stopped.There it was…A sound,a soft female sound…preferably moans.At first,Linlin thought she imagined it. She froze in the middle of the hallway, her pulse jumping up into her throat. But then she heard it again, clearer this time…high, breathy, dragging across the air like silk being pulled too slow.And underneath it… Jordan’s voice.A low, guttural groan that hit her straight in the stomach.Her hand found the wall, steadying herself. She didn’t mean to listen, didn’t mean to take another step toward that half-closed door. But she did. Each sound pulled her closer like invisible thread.She could picture it..his back, his muscles, the way his head would tilt when he lost control.
Last Updated: 2025-11-18
Chapter: Step Cousins(chapter one)The apartment wasn’t supposed to feel this small.Linlin told herself that for the fifth time as she crossed the narrow kitchen, brushing past Jordan’s shoulder. The counter was marble, cold and clean…like him. He didn’t move when she reached for the kettle beside him, didn’t even glance at her. But she could feel his gaze anyway, hovering just behind her ear, hot and deliberate.He was all sharp edges. From the way he leaned against the counter in that black shirt rolled to the forearms, to the way his voice dropped when he finally spoke.“You’re using my mug again.”“It’s a mug,” she muttered, trying not to sound flustered.He didn’t reply…just tilted his head, studying her. The silence pressed in. Her heart began to drum in her chest, too loud for a kitchen at seven a.m. When she turned, she caught the faintest curve of his mouth. A knowing, dangerous sort of smile.Jordan always looked like he knew too much.When her father married his aunt, Linlin never thought they’d end up here
Last Updated: 2025-11-02
Chapter: The Photographer's Dark Room (chapter 4)⚠️ Trigger Warning:This chapter contains stalking, obsession, and emotional manipulation. No sexual content, but it’s psychologically dark and tension-heavy.⚠️ Trigger Warning:This chapter contains stalking, obsession, and gaslighting. No sexual content, but it features psychological manipulation and emotional distress.It started small..just with Yumi sending him messages after class.At first, they were about photography. She wanted to “understand his art,” to talk about framing and light and emotion. But as the days blurred, her texts became softer, more personal.— You always make me look stronger than I feel.You ever get tired of seeing people like this—raw?Yeohan never replied immediately. Sometimes hours passed. Sometimes an entire day. And when he did answer, it was always short, deliberate.> No. People show their truth when they think no one is watching.That one stayed with her for days.She didn’t know that, at the exact moment he’d sent it, Yeohan had been parked ne
Last Updated: 2025-10-08
Chapter: The Photographer's Dark Room (chapter 3)⚠️ Trigger Warning:This continuation leans into psychological obsession, stalking, and voyeuristic tension. It’s not sexual in this chapter, but it is dark, mature, and unsettling. Proceed only if comfortable.Yumi started noticing it three days after the shoot.At first it was nothing…just a flicker in her periphery, the feeling of eyes where none should be. She told herself it was in her head. She was tired, stressed, stretched thin between coursework and the insane decision she’d made to model nude for Kim Yeohan.But then the little things piled up.On Tuesday, someone had left a coffee on the bench where she always sat between lectures. Not a brand she drank often, but exactly the way she ordered it. No note. No one around. She had thrown it out untouched, telling herself it was coincidence.On Thursday night, she swore she heard footsteps behind her on the street. Not too close, not threatening, but steady. She turned three times. Nobody. But when she got home, her apartment wi
Last Updated: 2025-10-06
Chapter: The Photographer's dark room(chapter 2)⚠️ Trigger Warning:This chunk contains explicit 21+ sexual content, graphic oral sex continuation, fingering, penetration, and psychological dominance. Proceed only if you’re comfortable with mature material.Yumi was still trembling when Yeohan finally pulled his mouth from her. Her thighs were wet with saliva and slick, her chest heaving, nipples hard from overstimulation.He looked up at her, lips and chin shining with her release. His eyes were darker now, no hint of the aloof distance he usually carried.“You taste better than I imagined,” he said quietly.Yumi flushed, squirming against the chair, too spent to move away but too humiliated to hold his stare.Yeohan didn’t let her look down. His hand grabbed her chin, forcing her eyes back to his. “Don’t hide. Not from me.”His other hand slid between her thighs again. Two fingers pressed against her, then pushed inside in one firm thrust.Yumi gasped, arching off the chair. “Ah..Yeohan!”“Good,” he muttered, curling his fingers
Last Updated: 2025-10-02
Chapter: THE PHOTOGRAPHER'S DARK ROOM( CHAPTER 1)⚠️ Trigger Warning:This chapter is 21+, containing explicit nudity, erotic tension, voyeurism, and psychological dominance. Proceed only if you’re comfortable with mature, graphic material.Yumi stood at the entrance, clutching the strap of her bag so tightly her knuckles ached. Rain clung to her coat, dripping onto the polished stone steps that led up to Kim Yeohan’s private studio.She had agreed,she had said yes. A full-nude shoot.Her heart was loud in her chest when the door opened.Yeohan stood there, taller than she remembered from their first meeting, dressed in black…button-down shirt, sleeves rolled to his forearms, collar loose. His face was unreadable, soft-featured but sharp in a way that didn’t allow warmth to linger. He looked almost bored, though his eyes held something darker, something that made Yumi’s breath catch.“You’re late.” His voice was calm and flat.“I..I’m sorry. The rain..”He stepped back without replying, letting her in.The studio swallowed her, It wa
Last Updated: 2025-10-01
Chapter: A moment of peace. The De Luca estate was alive with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the sound of children chasing each other barefoot across the sun-warmed patio. A long table stretched through the garden, draped in cream linens, adorned with golden cutlery, and filled to the brim with enough food to feed an army. Everything from roasted lamb to steaming pots of dumpling noodles was served. A banner hung above them: Welcome Home, Baby Santiago Aaron De luca Jr. & Baby Gabriel Lucas De Luca jr. Mei sat in her little chair beside Don Ramon, cheeks puffed with cake, and wore a glittering tiara as if she were queen of the world. Her curls bounced each time she laughed. She was glowing with mischief and joy. Nico, seated with Lucas and cradling baby Gabriel in his arms, was radiant. He looked healthier than he had in months. Lucas never left his side. “Don’t you dare get cake on his curls,” Nico warned with a smirk, shielding Gabriel’s soft tuft of hair as Mei leaned over to make kissy faces.
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Mei's Baby brother.The sky was a soft gradient of warm gold and pale blue as Vincenzo helped Noel out of the car and guided him gently up the garden path of the Saturn estate. Noel had been discharged only yesterday, still sore and pale, but at least he could breathe without wincing. They had spoken to Nico and the baby that morning on video call…both doing well and already adored by the entire household."You sure you're up for this?" Vincenzo asked for the tenth time.Noel rolled his eyes affectionately. "If I hear that question again, I might throw your ass out the window."Vincenzo chuckled. "That would require more energy than your body can currently afford.""Try me," Noel muttered but smiled nonetheless.As they reached the back garden, the soft hum of laughter drifted to them. Leontis, Alina, and Mei were sitting together under the massive shade tree near the koi pond. Alina looked almost like her old self again…all traces of the trauma Gregor had inflicted were gone. She moved gracefully, her v
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: A tiny human Angel."He looks just like you, baby," Lucas whispered, brushing a thumb across Nico's damp forehead as he lay in the hospital bed, exhausted but glowing. The baby..a bundle of flushed cheeks, downy black hair, and sleepy eyes…rested peacefully in his arms.The room was soft with the scent of baby powder and lilies Nico's grandma had brought from their backyard garden. Everyone had gathered. Grandma sat by Nico's side, eyes glistening with pride and disbelief."My baby had a baby," she whispered, fingers trembling as they hovered over the newborn's cheek.Nico blinked up at her, his voice hoarse. "It's still so surreal."Angelina and Angelica stood just beyond the curtain, peeking in with wide, curious eyes. "Can we see him now?" they whispered."Let them," Nico murmured, and the girls rushed in. They gasped as they saw the baby."He’s like a doll," Angelica said."A very sleepy doll," Angelina added.Santa Monica clapped her hands gently. "Alright, alright, not too close. He just came out
Last Updated: 2025-07-29
Chapter: A little bundle of Love.The hospital hallway smelled faintly of antiseptic and sterilized linen. The tension inside the private wing was palpable, even though the air-conditioning hummed low in the background. A heavy silence settled over everyone present. Lucas was seated just outside the room, arms crossed, foot tapping, while Nico dozed lightly on his shoulder. Francesca and Aria spoke in hushed tones with Manuel, who’d flown back in for a few days.But it was Vincenzo who stood at the door, straight-backed, eyes fixed on the corridor as though daring fate to deliver anything less than peace today.The sound of boots echoed first…two officers in uniform flanked a woman in a pale beige coat, wrists cuffed in front of her. Isadora Saturn, head held high, but her eyes betrayed the weight she carried. She walked like someone approaching her own execution…not because of punishment, but because she knew she was walking into the gaze of a son who had no more illusions left.Noel was already awake, seated upright
Last Updated: 2025-07-28
Chapter: My husband,my man."Oh my baby, you look so beautiful," Nico's grandma said, throwing her arms around him with trembling hands, cradling his face like it was still thirteen and flushed from running."Santa Monica, look at your son!" she said, gesturing toward Nico's aunt with tears welling up in her eyes."I know," his aunt said, wiping her eyes, "He came back with the whole sun in his smile."Nico laughed, a little awkward, holding his belly with one hand and waving to his cousins with the other. "Hi!""Brother!" the twins, Angelina and Angelica, came running, nearly tackling him with their hug. "You left us so small and now you're back with a belly!"Lucas chuckled, standing just behind Nico, watching the scene unfold with a hand lazily tucked in his pocket. His soft gaze never once left Nico."Thank you, son," Nico's grandma said, walking up to Lucas and giving his hand a gentle pat. "Thank you for taking care of our boy."Lucas bowed his head slightly. "It's been my greatest honor.""Thank you for l
Last Updated: 2025-07-27
Chapter: My happiness,just like that.Noel lay in the hospital bed, hooked to monitors that beeped softly in the quiet room. His eyes fluttered open slowly, meeting the sterile white ceiling before shifting to the side, where Vincenzo sat, holding his hand tightly.“You scared me,” Vincenzo said, his voice low, strained. “I thought I was going to lose you.”Noel blinked slowly. “The baby?”“The baby’s fine.” Vincenzo reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair off Noel’s forehead. “So are you. But the doctor said no more stress. Not even a little.”Just then, the door opened and the doctor walked in, a clipboard in hand and a serious expression on her face.“You’re both stable, Noel,” she said kindly, “but you lost a significant amount of blood. We need to start transfusions, and we need a compatible donor. Quickly.”Noel nodded weakly. Vincenzo stood.“I’ll call everyone,” he said. “We’ll find someone.”---Within thirty minutes, the room outside Noel’s was packed with familiar faces—Aria, Francesca, Lucas, Nico, Man
Last Updated: 2025-07-26
Chapter: Beautiful disaster."You better fasten your seatbelts, Darius. Today, we burn everything you built with lies."RAyNe's voice cut through the silence of the boardroom like a blade.The room was vast and sterile, glass walls framed by dark marble, the kind of space made for power plays and empire shifts. A thick tension clung to the air, the kind that made even the seasoned Castillo elders shift in their seats.Darius Voltaire sat smugly at the head of the long obsidian conference table, a faint smirk curling the corners of his mouth. To his left and right were silent, grim-faced board members, all watching the storm roll in with wary eyes.RAyNe entered with Nirvana by his side. She was dressed in sharp black, her gaze piercing. Gianni and Lucian flanked them, both in tailored suits, holding files and digital tablets like weapons."We won’t waste your time," RAyNe began, placing a thick folder on the table and sliding it across to the board."That," Gianni added, "contains documentation from multiple veri
Last Updated: 2025-07-23
Chapter: Reclaiming what's hers."Tell him we’ll be there. And this time, I’m not walking out without blood on my hands."RAyNe’s voice was cold, emotionless, the way it got when war was imminent. He stood shirtless in the hallway, his abs still streaked with blood from the ambush that had left Don Marco Sandoval and his men in ruins just hours ago. The mansion was slowly returning to calm, though the scent of gunpowder and iron still lingered in the air.Gianni, clutching the invitation Darius Voltaire had sent…an embossed envelope, far too elegant for the foul contents within…nodded. "Consider it done, boss. It’s scheduled for 10 a.m. tomorrow. He’s calling it a 'vote for restructuring.'"RAyNe scoffed. "Restructuring my ass. He wants to sit on Jordan Castillo’s throne like it was ever his to touch."Lucian stepped forward from the shadows, arms crossed. "Should I prep the war room?"RAyNe didn’t hesitate. "Do it. And have the cleanup crew discard the bodies. No mistakes. Burn the files that were on Don Marco. We d
Last Updated: 2025-06-22
Chapter: One down,one more to go"Get out! Get out, RAyNe! I hate you!"Her voice cracked, sharp as a blade splitting through the thick tension. The room trembled from the rage reverberating in her scream. Nirvana was no longer the silent shell she had been for weeks. She stood at the center of the grand bedroom in RAyNe's estate, chest heaving, tears streaking down her face as she hurled every word like a knife.RAyNe stood frozen, his hands half-raised as if to touch her, as if touch could make any of this better. His face was a portrait of devastation, eyes bloodshot, hair unkempt, his shirt hanging open like he’d forgotten how to dress himself. His lips parted, but no sound came."You think locking me in here will fix it?!" Nirvana shrieked. "You think chaining me to this place will make me forget what you've done? What I've lost?"RAyNe took one slow step forward, hands shaking. "I just want to protect you. Please, Nirvana, let me explain again.."She threw a pillow at him. Then another. Then the tray of untouch
Last Updated: 2025-06-21
Chapter: Towards the end.The hallway still reeked of blood.Nirvana stood frozen, arms tightly wrapped around herself, her breath shallow as she watched RAyNe wipe Jezara’s blood from his hands. The metallic scent clung to the air like death itself. Behind her, Adrian’s body lay crumpled, forgotten. It was silent, save for the distant humming of cicadas outside the old Voltaire estate."You didn’t even let her speak," Nirvana said, voice hollow.RAyNe turned slowly, his eyes rimmed with red. "She wasn’t going to say anything worth hearing. She’s been lying to you your whole life. I protected you…like I always do."She flinched as he stepped toward her. Her mind felt numb, but her body was trembling."Come with me," he said, softer now. "You’re not safe here."She didn't move.He reached out, not forceful, but firm. His hand wrapped around her wrist."RAyNe, let go of me."He didn’t. Instead, he said, "I can’t risk you running away again. Not with the baby."Her breath hitched, but she said nothing.He led her
Last Updated: 2025-06-21
Chapter: Who killed Jordan Castillo?The plane hummed in the quiet of the night sky. Nirvana stared out the window, her face carved from silence, knuckles pale around the armrest. Zayd’s hand slid over hers. Warm, comforting. A lie.“You okay?” he asked softly, fingers curling around her cold ones.“No,” she said.He nodded like he understood, though they both knew he didn’t. Not truly.They were heading back…back to the only place she had sworn never to return to again. And Jezara’s message had been sitting like ice in her stomach since she read it.“If you want to know who killed your father, meet me where it all began.”The old Voltaire estate. The ruins of her lineage. Of pain. Of betrayal.By the time they landed, Zayd was quiet. He knew not to push her. He drove her silently to the outskirts of town, where dusk had already begun swallowing the roads whole. When they pulled up to the decaying mansion that once belonged to her grandfather, Nirvana stepped out of the car before it fully stopped.“Nirvana,” Zayd called
Last Updated: 2025-06-16
Chapter: The Unraveled "She’s gone."Lucian dropped the file on the table like it burned his hand.RAyNe didn’t flinch. He was slumped in the chair by the fireplace, legs wide, hair longer than it had ever been, face blank, dark stubble smudging his jaw. A bottle of whiskey dangled from his fingers, nearly empty.Lucian stared at him. "Boss, did you hear me? She’s gone. Still no trace."RAyNe blinked slowly."No shit," he muttered hoarsely.It had been three months.Three months of madness.Three months since Nirvana left.Three months since she took their child with her.Now he looked like a ghost wrapped in designer rags.He hadn’t stepped foot outside the estate. He barely spoke. He barely ate. All he did was drink, throw things, and scream her name at night like a wounded beast.The penthouse was a wreck. Paintings torn. Whiskey bottles broken. Glass shards embedded in the wooden floors.Lucian sighed and leaned against the wall. "At least let us find her. You’re killing yourself.""Let me," RAyNe croak
Last Updated: 2025-06-09
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