Chapter: Forget He ExistsERICA: Four months into my sessions with Dr. Freud, she testified that I was improving faster than she had ever recorded. By the seventh month, she almost marked my time as over. However, Lucas didn’t believe in my progress. Everything I did was doubted. Every love confession was dismissed and still tagged as DPD. His attitude started to bother me, then it slipped into sadness, and eventually turned into anger. He was there, yes. After all, we lived together. The textile business was also booming. In only two months, after he took over the company’s finance and projects, Gerux’s clothing stores multiplied, spreading across nearly every region in the country. His advice to venture into duvets and sheets was the best project of the month. Within a week, our new product had surpassed the market value. Thanks to Leonard and his patronage, our products filled his entire hotel room, giving us the visibility we hadn’t publicised. Guests who enjoyed the comfort kept ordering more, and soo
Last Updated: 2026-09-12
Chapter: Get BetterERICA: Lucas struggled against my hold, turning his face from side to side, but desperation made me cling harder. My lips chased his, refusing to let go. With a strong grip, he shoved me off him. The movement tore his lip; a thin streak of blood appeared, and he groaned as he pressed his fingers against it. He let out a hoarse, broken yell and turned away, raking his hands through the air like a man fighting himself more than me. “Lucas?” My voice trembled. “Shut up!” he barked, his back still to me. I swallowed hard, my breath quick and unsteady. I knew I could stay and try to talk to him…but the storm inside me was beyond words. I was burning from the inside out, like something in me would crack open if I didn’t orgasm. I turned and continued down the stairs. His hand caught my wrist again. “Where are you going?” “To get what I need,” I said, jerking my arm free. “Erica…” His voice broke, thick with something close to tears. “Don’t do this.” “I’m losing my mind, Lucas,” I
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Chapter: Grief and GuiltERICA: After a long video chat with Lucas’s mother’s therapist, Dr. Freud, she confirmed Lucas wasn’t wrong. I showed clear signs of DPD—symptoms rooted in childhood neglect. Growing up without affection from either parent had shaped me more than I realised. Although she believed her assessment, she required a physical medical diagnosis for absolute confirmation before our sessions could begin. Just as we were getting ready to meet her in person, tragedy struck. Lucas ran out of his room, trembling. He couldn’t speak, so I took the phone from his shaking hand. Whatever frightened him was inside it. Right. Lucas’s personality was a mystery…one that needed careful studying. During sex, he was firm, domineering, confident, almost controlling. But outside of that, he was a shy, smitten cat…one that needed covering, protection, and guidance. I read the news. Eric had been shot. An ambulance was rushing him to the hospital. We hurried there. I sat outside the OR, drowning in confusion
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Chapter: Welcome DisasterERICA: Lucas’s mother had suffered from a similar disorder for years before her death. She’d died from heartbreak…from loving too easily, desiring too deeply. At first, his explanation sounded made-up, something he’d crafted to justify his earlier accusations. But when he broke down in tears, describing how his mother had fallen into depression and never recovered, I knew it was real. She had been diagnosed with Dependent Personality Disorder (DPD)—a condition that made her terrified of being alone, quick to attach to anyone who offered her care or attention, and too eager to fall in love just to keep them close. Lucas said I exhibited every symptom his mother had shown before she was diagnosed. But help had come too late for her. By the time she received medical attention, she was emotionally broken, beyond repair. He went on to explain that his mother had grown up in a single-parent home. Her father was absent, her mother long gone. Starved of affection, she fell in love with L
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Chapter: Let Me HelpERICA: I stood in Lucas’s room, right in front of his computer, waiting for his trembling hand to power it on. After what felt like forever at the dining table, he finally confessed he had Leonard’s house under surveillance. That wasn’t shocking, but the real blow came when I learned that my room was included. Even my bathroom. I couldn’t wrap my thoughts around it. For a strong reason, I knew Lucas hadn’t just watched me kiss Leonard. He had watched more. He had feasted on my body long before he ever touched it. “Show me,” I said again, trying hard to keep the irritation out of my voice. “Erica…” “I said, show me!” Shaking, he powered his computer and opened the folder where he’d stored both videos and photos of me. I scrolled through hundreds of naked images and clips until my legs gave out and I slumped onto the chair. “Erica,” he stammered behind me. “It’s not what you think.” Not what I think? Lucas accused me of false emotions…of not loving him, when he had been the per
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Chapter: StarvedERICA: “Lucas?” I whispered, stepping backwards. He followed, his expression tight, unreadable. For every step I took, he doubled it…his fingers tugging at his glasses, his usual calm replaced with unusual urgency. He didn’t look like the timid nerd I’d known for weeks. He looked…different. Dark. Dangerous. My waist hit the edge of the dining table…shutting my escape route. He stopped in front of me, leaning onto my body. “What…what are you doing?” I stammered. He didn’t answer. Instead, his hand brushed past me, knocking aside the plates and cutlery to the floor. The heavy clashes startled me, but before I could react, he lifted me onto the table. “Lucas, get back to your senses,” I said, my voice cracked. He scoffed. “I thought you wanted me to be a man.” “Can you put on some clothes, please?” “None could fit since last night,” he said casually, glancing at his cock. My eyes followed. “Hope I don’t scare you.” Scared? I’m terrified. He grew bigger with every breath. Longe
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HIM ALL ALONG
After the uptight billionaire's son, Greg, had an intimacy with a male stranger, the incident aroused a keen quest about his sexuality which he had been in denial of.
Soon, he acknowledged and accepted his preference.
When Autumn bred a new session, he fancied and fell in love with the new hottest guy in school.
Meanwhile, this hot guy, Nicholas, enrolled in the school in search of someone to whom he must attain his wrongdoings and win his love. He must not pay attention to anyone's feelings until he finds HIM.
It was a challenge for Greg to captivate Nicholas's heart, but he refused to give up. Despite the hard time, Nicholas put him through, he tried his best to show his intention.
When Nicholas couldn't avoid the existence of Greg, he paid little attention to him, and there, he discovered who he was and was swept by how such a person would want him.
It became difficult for Nicholas to make a decision. He did not know if he should continue his search for the one he loves or focus on the one who loves him.
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Chapter: ✍️ Author’s noteThank you all for marking this journey an end with me. I am most grateful for the reads and support. I love you all, and let’s create another story soon, yes? Until then, lots of care!
Last Updated: 2024-05-20
Chapter: MARKING A LIFE PARTNERGREG: “Attention, ladies and gentlemen,” Nicholas’ voice erupted through the speakers and everyone unleashed their attention to him. “Thank you." “What is he doing?” I asked Frederick. “I hope it is not what I am thinking.” “My name is Nicholas,” he echoed. “Ehh, I am not a public talker; stage fright is real, so please, reduce the attentiveness.” Everyone laughed at his silly humor. “It is happening,” Frederick blurted out. “Yeah, and it is going to be fun.” “Greg…" “Just listen.” Damn it! Frederick is disturbing. “First, I want to thank Mrs. Crown, Mrs. Freyet, Mr. Sam. Ms. Cecilia, Janie, and everyone for coming out today to celebrate the graduates. And congratulations to you all in that deserving gown; you did it!” The graduates cheered and clapped, including me. “Are you seriously clapping?” Frederick asked. “I am a graduate, Freddie.” I twisted to face him. “Okay, what is it?” “We should stop him.” “Why? he is doing fine.” “Wendy said something
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Chapter: MY WORTHY MANGREG: Time flies. A two-week stay-in vacation came and ended in a day. I rolled on every day wishing it would last a lifetime, yet, it didn’t. Each day with Nicholas is an unforgettable experience, and it hurts to see it over. It is alright, I will ask him to marry me. I am graduating soon and will propose then; waiting a few more days to own him forever won’t hurt too much. Nicholas is everything but the one to ask me to marry him. I have insisted on not moving in with him until we are married in the guise of knotting and pushing up his actions, but nothing has happened. He thinks it doesn’t matter. I spend nearly every day with him; what difference does it make? But I want it official. I am dying to upgrade from the boyfriend title, and it is clear the manifestation is my call. I make huge proposals in our relationship anyway; I asked him to be my boyfriend, and since he is waiting I ask him to marry me as well; I will. And I will do it before everyone. Meanwhile, I need t
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Chapter: EPISTLES OF ETERNAL LOVE(FOUR YEARS LATER) NICHOLAS: “You ditched me.” Greg cried. “Is that even possible?” I missed his calls in an early queue for coffee. Getting back to the car, and seeing the notification, I decided to call him after dealing with the morning rush, but here I am, facing a trial of loving him less. “How do you explain missing my calls and still breathing fine?” “I didn’t survive. You are talking to my ghost.” “No jokes.” “Sweedy…” “You do care only about your clinic.” “Tell me to close down this fuvking clinic and I will. Just a word and it is over.” He chuckled at the other end of the phone. “No more fuvking word, Babe.” “I am fuvking trying.” “Fuvking try harder.” I laugh out loud, having a few nurses turn to me in admiration. I am a dentist, a successful one, in my magnificent clinic. I owe this achievement to the Waldeens and Lansey, who have in the past years, become a bosom friend. Despite returning to his country, we kept the communication nourished. My clinic didn’
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Chapter: WHEN DID WE GROW UP?GREG: Preparation for Granny's late husband’s memorial went on. Since I didn't intend to embark on the trip, Mr. Ben would drive her to the countryside and return to the city. “He should stay all through, Dad.” I pleaded. I couldn’t have her alone in her home. With Nicholas in the city, attending his therapy, and Elena living with the doctors, Granny will have her enormous yard lonely and deserted. “Ben will be needed.” The last trip kept Mr. Ben in the countryside, and whereby I decided to use this holiday for a personal plot, Dad saw no reason Mr. Ben should stay back. “It is a remote area, Dad. Please, she shouldn’t be alone.” “Jerome would be helpful.” “But…” “Assign more help to her.” “Thank you.” I let it be. I comprehend Dad’s choices. Mr. Ben remains his most trusted and cherished driver; sharing him was for me. Dad also knows Mr. Ben has been more than a driver, and for such development, he’d prefer he patrol within my reach rather than away. Jerome dro
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Chapter: TO EVERY CHANCES AND CHANGESNICHOLAS: My joy was evident. It had me doing extraordinary things. I wrote beyond the class lessons and every read textbook and marked my final paper as the best. Last night created that effect; having accessed Greg’s hole more than I hoped for was a grand experience — He was nothing like my past encounters. In addition to the news about Elena, my spirit elevated and circulated the air. Wendy and Park caught up on it and offered to join my visit to her. Greg climbed behind me, with Park and Frederick riding in Wendy’s car, we went to the hospital at the end of the examination. Everyone abandoned the students’ celebration to partake in my life. They chose to participate only in tomorrow’s graduation ceremony for the call to see Elena. We arrived at the hospital, eyes on us. Neatly uniformed D’caprias representatives alongside Greg Waldeen, is a topic and rouse. We got into the exclusive elevator together, against everyone’s curiosity, and ascended to the twelfth floor of the hospi
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Chapter: BROKEN TRUSTELSIE:Papa saw me walking through the gate.He had followed my line of sight to where Tabitha dashed out of the fields and slipped back into the detached quarters.He had followed me.He saw Vendra's body disappear beneath the earth.He watched me lie about it.More than disappointing him, I had shattered his trust.Instead of finding him to explain myself, to apologize, I ran out of my room and hurried toward the detached building.Papa was no longer in the living room.That could only mean one thing.Feena.Tabitha.I hadn't even reached the quarters when Feena's scream tore through the estate.By the time I pushed through the guards and the people awakened by the commotion, it was already over.Tabitha's lifeless body lay sprawled across the floor.Feena hung in the air, struggling to breathe as Papa drained the life from her body. His eyes had turned completely black, devoid of warmth, devoid of reason.I had never seen him like that.Never."Papa!"I threw myself between them be
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Chapter: DANGEROUS MYSTERYELSIE:That kiss tattooed itself onto my mind.The image of them walking into the detached quarters together clung to my thoughts like a stubborn plague… More than the scent I had lost."I don't feel good about this," Maxwell muttered, staring in the same direction."Me neither.""I think we should tell your father.""No," I blurted. "Papa can't know yet."He turned slowly, studying me with obvious disbelief before marching toward the main building.Papa can't know yet?Who exactly did I think he was?A blind alpha?Nothing escaped him.Not a whisper.Not a glance.Not a stranger stepping into his territory.Even if I convinced Max to keep quiet, what about the rest of the community?Everyone had witnessed it.A beautiful stranger had barely entered the gates before kissing Feena in front of them.In front of me.My appetite disappeared.Breakfast came and went.Lunch followed.I stayed hidden inside my room, nursing emotions I didn't know what to do with.The chaos inside me almost m
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Chapter: NEW TROUBLEFEENA: "Tabitha!" I giggled happily as she swung me around. It had barely been two weeks since I last saw her in person. Yet, her arrival at the Corato mansion felt like a reunion after a century. Then she kissed me. For a moment, I wanted to pull away. But her lips held me captive, leaving me no choice but to drape my arms around her shoulders and kiss her back as deeply as she wanted. "I've missed you," she breathed against my lips, her eyes searching mine. “Jasmine.” I froze. Immediately, I looked behind me to see if anyone had heard, forgetting that Tabitha had only spoken the name inside my head. Elsie's eyes were on me. No. They were on Tabitha. I turned and found Tabitha staring back at her. "I will have fun killing that one," she whispered into my mind again. A cold chill crawled down my spine, making me wonder if inviting her here had been a mistake. After that night... The night with Elsie in my room... I had been completely torn apart by what happened betwe
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Chapter: TWO WITCHESELSIE: I burned for her, too—maybe even more. But hearing her confess that…it softened my heart. I almost asked if she loved me. Her words and pleas contradicted everything I meant to believe. Maybe she tried to spell me because she truly loved me. Maybe we were all misjudging her. Maybe Papa’s nightmare was exaggerated. Maybe…it wasn’t even about her. “Elsie…” I pulled away from her body, obediently kneeling between her legs. I lifted one leg, resting my butt against the other, and pushed forward until our aroused, wet clits pressed together in a scissoring motion. The connection sent me into another world. I shut my eyes to embrace the wave, while she arched her neck, savouring the sensation. Eyes closed too. When I opened mine again, she was staring at me. Something new—something pure—flashed in her eyes, but it vanished before I could register it. Then she shut her eyes again, a silent plea for me to continue…or maybe an escape from her own emotions. I moved. Holding her leg
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Chapter: OTHER WAYSELSIE: A knock pulled me out of the lingering tremors. I dismissed Feena’s image from my wall and slipped into my pants and top. I knew who it was. Papa and Mama hardly knocked anymore. With the telepathy, I will find them. Uncle Luo never bothered to. That left only one possible visitor. “Maxwell,” I greeted as I opened the door. “What’s that smell?” he asked, sniffing the air. “What smell?” “Did you…?” “Shut up…” I said, reaching for the curtains. Max was twice my age, yet when we were together, seniority meant nothing to us. He was eighteen when with me, and I was thirty-six when with him. “Vendra must be special,” he started, easing into the interrogation I was already expecting. “Why didn’t I see it?” “Because there was nothing to see. I shouldn’t have brought her in. I was carried away.” “Elsie,” he said, sitting down. “What are you not telling me? Are we keeping secrets now?” Remember when I told you about Mama telling Papa about Max’s secrets? Max is no different. I
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: PROVE A POINTELSIE: “I ordered that witch out of my house,” Papa roared as I entered their bedroom. “You dared oppose it?” “Papa?” I tried the smitten voice. “Do you want me to kill you along with her?!” That didn’t work. That soft voice lost its effect years ago. Once upon a time, he’d never have raised his voice at me; I was his princess. Now I was Elsie, the disobedient child playing with fire. “Papa, tell me about this nightmare so I can understand.” “Until I share, you would disobey me?” he shot back. “I didn’t say that, Papa. I just want to help. If I understand, I can prepare.” “Prepare?” he echoed, glancing at Mama. “Prepare to keep her in?” “Mama…” I turned to his love at once. I was losing. “Can you say something?” “Jay,” Mama stepped in, and I finally breathed. “It’s time you let us help. Tell us about this nightmare. Please.” Papa shook his head, begging to keep suffering. “Jaden, what is it?” Instead of speaking, Papa covered his face and broke down. That had never happ
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
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