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Two Months LaterKara and Jairo got married. Ann and Leo flew back to the states for work.Now that the couple went for their honeymoon, that leaves Donald to be in charge. The talk about him quitting was never visited again.On the other hand, Andro and Luci were very much excited. There was no Jairo that would be overly protective..Lina came by the house twice that week. The first time for Kara's forgotten items that needed to be forwarded. The second time for no reason she offered, which Donald didn't ask about.They were not stable, as a category. They were something more specific than friends and less defined than anything else, and they had both agreed, without agreeing out loud, to let that sit where it was for the time being..Emilia and Kaicus had named what they were. It had happened without any ceremony.He had taken over the management of Fernando's business, and he was moving through it with quiet competence. It gave him structure without locking him in place, which wa

Later that evening, Donald was having a drink when he heard someone calling out to him."Uncle Donald!"He turned.Luci was walking toward him with the particular energy she had when she had been waiting to get someone alone. She reached him and put her arms around him in the brief, fierce hug.He patted her back. "It's been a while," "Whose fault is that?" she said, pulling back. “Your uncle.” he threw back, taking a sip from his drink with a smirk.Luci chuckled, noticing his clever move. “Well, can't argue with that. Actually, I want to tell you something.”His expression turned serious, “What's that?”“Don't freak out, okay?” she told him, trying to gauge what his reaction might be. "Andro and I are together,"She closed her eyes, afraid of what he might say. Then she opened one eye.A small smile curled on Donald's lips. He looked down at his drink. "I know," She opened her eyes fully. "You knew?""He told me.""When?""Before he told Jairo."She stared at him. "So you knew be

Three Week Later“Okay,” Emilia said, barely containing the excitement bubbling inside her as she held Kara’s hand tightly. “I want us, all of us. As sisters. As a family. With the Jones, Luci, Jairo, Kaicus… everyone. I want us, like one big family, to have dinner together.”Kara looked at her, amusement dancing in her eyes with deep affection in them. “All right, Miss Planner. When is this special day supposed to be?”Emilia’s expression shifted instantly, turning serious in a way that made Kara blink. “Right now. Why do you think I’m here?”She paused, genuinely surprised. Emilia had only just arrived that day since she had told her about the news of her pregnancy. The visit alone had already meant a lot, but this? This sudden plan, this urgency… it felt thoughtful, deliberate.“Does everyone know?” she asked, her brows pulling together slightly. “That’s a lot to put together in such a short time.”Emilia waved her off with a confident grin. “Don’t worry, my preggy sister. Just let

Kara was already seated at the dining table when Luci came down, her hair still slightly damp from the shower. Jairo came in last. Brie served and everyone began eating in a comfortable silence. "I want you to pick me up from school today," Luci said, addressing Jairo across the table.He looked at her over his coffee. "What's wrong with Andro?""Nothing. I just want you to come. It's been a while since you did."He considered this for a moment. "After three," she said."After three," he confirmed.Kara glanced between them with a small smile she didn't try to hide. ..He arrived at the school gates at ten past three. She was waiting on the low wall outside with her bag between her feet and her phone in her hand. She looked up when his car pulled in and came over.She got in. He pulled out. For a few minutes they were quiet."Tests done?" he asked."Final one was this morning. I think it went well. The preparation helped." she leaned back in the seat."Good.""Alejandro drilled me

Donald went to Jairo's house that evening. Before he started working for Jairo, he had told his boss that there will come a time when he would wish to stop working for him, and focus on his path.Now was the time.Jairo was taken aback by the timing. He stared at his right-hand, and without telling him, he realized he had gotten his woman back. But Jairo knew what was at stake. Even Donald knows it. He wasn't just going to leave without handing his tasks over to someone. And Donald mentioned Alejandro.“He's ready, or close to it. When he's fully there, I will go." he said, to make Jairo see that he wasn't just leaving without thinking about how long they had been together."I decide when he's there," Jairo declared firmly, his eyes hardened. “When I look at Andro and see what I see when I look at you, then we talk about you leaving." He held Donald's gaze.Donald sat with that for a moment. Then he nodded."Alright," he said.He then turned around to leave when Jairo spoke up. “Are

Eloise was at a small-rented apartment when she heard a knock on the door. The past weeks had left a particular kind of tiredness that sleep didn't resolve. She went to open the door and was surprised to see Donald standing there.“Brother?” she called in surprise.Since the day she was rescued, he hadn't come to see her. She totally understood that he was busy. Before he could say anything, she stepped forward and hugged him tightly.“I’m so sorry,” she apologized quickly. “I’m sorry for everything. For being careless, for not listening, for getting myself into trouble…”Donald gently patted her back. “It’s okay. You’re safe now. That’s what matters.”He then pulled back slightly. “I didn’t come alone.”She frowned a little. “You didn’t?”He stepped aside, and two men walked forward.Fernando appeared first and she froze for that moment, completely shocked.“Dad?” He looked at her, also emotional. “Eloise…”She walked toward him hugged him too. “Dad, I'm so sorry.” she apologized, a

My Boyfriend's Dad Fucks Me Well Maya’s POV Ethan stood in the doorway, eyes wide as he took in the scene. Me on all fours, wrists still tied, his father’s cock buried deep inside me, cum already leaking down my thighs. He looked between us, then fixed his eyes on his dad. “She offered herself to you?” Mr. Hayes didn’t pull out. He just nodded once, still gripping my hips. I tried to speak, my voice shaky and hoarse. “Ethan… it’s because of you. You haven’t touched me in months. I was starving. I needed it so bad I...” “Quiet,” Mr. Hayes cut in. His hand slid up my back and pushed me down a little lower. Then he looked at his son. “Come here. Join us.” He hesitated only a second. Then he stepped fully into the room and shut the door behind him. His eyes were dark, a mix of anger and heat as he stared at my used body. Mr. Hayes sat on the edge of the bed, still hard, and pulled me back with him. He guided me down so I sank onto his thick cock in reverse, my back against his c

My Boyfriend's Dad Fucks Me WellMaya’s POVHe carried me upstairs like I weighed nothing.The second we stepped into the bedroom he kicked the door shut and dropped me onto the bed. Before I could even sit up he was already ripping the crop top over my head and shoving the short skirt down my legs. My panties followed. In seconds I was completely naked under him.He grabbed both of my wrists, yanked them above my head and tied them tight to the headboard with his belt. The leather bit into my skin. I pulled against it.“Fuck… that’s tight,” I whispered.“Stay,” he ordered.He stood at the edge of the bed and just looked at me. My breasts rose and fell with every breath. My nipples were still swollen and dark. My pussy was a messy, dripping wreck of his cum and my own juices, still leaking onto the sheets.He climbed onto the bed and went straight for my tits. He grabbed both of them hard, squeezing until it hurt, then sank his teeth into the soft flesh of my left breast. I cried out

My Boyfriend's Dad Fucks Me Well Maya’s POV His hand stayed on my breast, squeezing the soft flesh hard enough that it almost hurt. His thick fingers dug in, kneading and owning it. The pressure made my nipple push against his palm. I arched into him without thinking, pushing my chest further into his grip. “It’s been so fucking long since Ethan fucked me, Mr. Hayes. Months. My body is starving for it. I need to be filled. I need it please," my voice came out low and shaky. "Hm... mm," he made a deep, interesting sound in his throat. His eyes stayed locked on mine as he gave my breast one more hard squeeze, then released it. “Climb onto the table.” I stood up on unsteady legs and sat on the edge of the dining table right in front of him. My short skirt rode up high on my thighs. He leaned back in his chair, looking me over slowly. “Open your legs.” I parted them. The cool air touched the damp fabric between my thighs. “Wider.” I spread them further. He nodded toward my lap

My Boyfriend's Dad Fucks Me Well Maya’s POV The kitchen smelled like garlic and tomatoes. I stood at the sink scrubbing the last of the cutting board, warm water running over my hands. The pot on the stove simmered quietly behind me. I had music playing earlier, but I turned it off the second I heard the front door open. Ethan walked into the kitchen. My face lit up. I dried my hands on the dish towel and turned toward him, already stepping closer with a smile. “Hi, baby,” I said, leaning up for the usual kiss. He didn’t lean in. The rejection stung more than I wanted to admit. I swallowed it down and watched him walk past me to the stove. He lifted the lid of the pot and stared inside. “How long until this is ready?” he asked, his voice flat. I forced myself to stay light. “Maybe thirty minutes. Then you get to eat the real food.” I joked, stepping closer and placed both hands on his chest. My fingers slid down slowly over his shirt, then lower. I cupped his cock through

After Hours Piper’s POVIt was well past 8 PM when I knocked on Professor Kane’s office door. The corridor was nearly empty, with only the distant hum of the cleaning staff somewhere on the other floor. I had come prepared as I always did.My white blouse was unbuttoned just enough to show generous cleavage, and my short plaid skirt barely covered the tops of my thighs. I wasn’t the brightest student in his class. My grades were average at best. But I knew exactly how to get what I wanted.Professor Kane opened the door. Tall, strict, and incredibly handsome in his late 40s, he looked me up and down slowly before letting me in.“Piper. You wanted to discuss your failing grade?”“Yes, Professor,” I said sweetly, closing the door behind me and locking it quietly. “I really need to pass this class.”We sat down — me in the chair across from his desk. For the first few minutes, we went through my terrible thesis draft. He pointed out all the mistakes, his voice stern. I leaned forward,

Midnight Velvet The private VIP room at Midnight Velvet was bathed in a sultry crimson glow. Soft, slow R&B pulsed through the hidden speakers, creating an intimate atmosphere perfect for sin. I was Scarlet — the club’s most requested dancer — and tonight, three wealthy, handsome clients had paid a small fortune for a full hour of my exclusive attention.I entered the room wearing a tiny black lace bra that barely contained my full breasts, a matching thong, sheer thigh-high stockings, and sky-high red heels. My long dark hair cascaded down my back as I began to move.The three men sat on the large circular velvet couch surrounding the small raised stage. Their eyes devoured me as I started my performance.I swayed my hips sensually to the beat, running my hands slowly over my body — from my neck, down between my breasts, over my stomach, and teasing the edge of my thong. I turned around, giving them a perfect view of my round ass, and bent forward slowly, sliding the thong down my

Annabelle’s POV I stirred in my sleep, feeling strange as if a weight had lifted off my chest, yet my heart ached with something I couldn’t fully grasp. Then, in an instant, memories came flooding back—everything I had forgotten, everything I had done. The past ten years crashed into me like a violent wave, stealing my breath as I fluttered my eyes opened. I sat upright, clutched the sheets, my hands trembling as the realization sank in. Oh, God. What have I done? I thought tears welling in my eyes already before a soft knock pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. My throat tightened. “Come in,” I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. The door creaked open, and Adams stepped inside, his eyes downcast, as if he were afraid to look at me. My chest clenched at the sight of him—so much thinner, his once-proud stance now slumped, his hair slightly disheveled as if sleep had long abandoned him. He held a tray of food in his hands, gripping it so tightly his knuckles turne

Author's POV“She doesn’t remember you at all?” Jack shook his head. Madison frowned deeply, arms crossed as she listened to Jackson after he explained to her that Emily had woken up but doesn't remember him. “She looked at me… it was like I was nothing.” His voice cracked slightly, but he pushed through. “Why? Why doesn't she remember me?” He asked, his tone pleading. She had looked him in the eye, completely blank, as if he were a stranger.Madison sighed, rubbing her temples. “It could be the aftereffects of Harper’s mark. We don’t know exactly what it did to her mind.” She paused before adding, “We need to test this. Bring Mason and Zaza. Let’s see if she really remembers them together with me.”Jackson hesitated. He wasn’t sure what he was hoping for. If she recognized them, it meant she was still herself—just without him. But if she didn’t remember them either, then he had to face the terrifying possibility that Harper had changed her forever.Regardless, he nodded. “Alright

Jackson's POV It had been two long, agonizing months. Every day since Emily fell into that coma, I felt as if I was drowning in my own guilt. Sitting beside her motionless body, I dabbed her forehead with a wet cloth, my hands trembling. Her pale face made my chest ache in ways I couldn’t put into words. Tears streamed down my cheeks freely. I didn’t bother wiping them anymore. What was the point? Every moment replayed in my head, the way she had sacrificed herself for me again without a second thought. That image of her collapsing haunted me. I reached for her hand, clasping it tightly in mine. “Please, Ann,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please wake up. I miss you so much.” My lips brushed against her knuckles as I choked back a sob. “You promised to give me a response to my apology once everything is over. But you're not here with me to see it, my love. I need you... please.” The weight of my mistakes crushed me every second of every day. If I could trade places with he

The moment Emily smashed the crystal ball against the ground, the yard erupted in chaos. A blinding light consumed everything, its intensity forcing everyone to shield their eyes. She staggered backward as an overwhelming surge of energy left her body, her knees giving way beneath her. She collapsed to the ground, her vision blurring as she fought to stay conscious. “Ann!” Adams’ voice cracked as he saw her fall. His heart pounded in panic, but his body refused to cooperate. Bound to the tree and weakened by the poisoned blade, he could only watch helplessly. Harper let out a blood-curdling scream, her hands clawing at the air as she fell to her knees. A thick, black substance oozed from her mouth, her once confident smirk replaced by pure agony. Beside her, Alan mirrored her pain, convulsing violently as the same dark energy poured out of him. Adams clenched his teeth, forcing his gaze away from Harper and Alan to focus on Emily. His instincts screamed at him to get to her, but

Jackson’s POV The sight of Alan standing before me was like a blow to the chest. I could barely believe my eyes. Someone I thought I had lost forever was here, alive, breathing, and yet... there was something wrong. His eyes were dark, hollow, and devoid of the warmth I remembered. "Alan," I managed to say, my voice thick with disbelief. "Is it really you?" He didn't answer. Instead, he smiled-a cruel, empty grin that sent chills down my spine-and before I could react, he dragged a sharp knife across my chest. "Goddess!" I hissed in pain, stumbling back. My hand instinctively went to the wound as warmth spread across my skin. “Alan, stop! What are you doing?" He didn't stop. His movements were quick and deliberate, like a predator closing in on its prey. I dodged as he lunged at me again, the knife narrowly missing my side. “Alan, listen to me!" I pleaded, trying to catch his wrist. "We need to talk. This isn't you-” But he wasn't listening. His entire focus was on one t

Emily's POV I stood inside the tent, pacing back and forth. My heart was restless, and my mind kept wandering to Adams. I had tried to focus on the little things around me, but nothing helped. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, heard his voice, and imagined the mess he was walking into. I paused by the entrance, listening carefully. His retreating footsteps reached my ears, and I couldn’t help but whisper a prayer. Moon Goddess, keep him safe for me. Help him fight his battles and come back unharmed. But a part of me kept nagging: was I really doing the right thing by staying behind? Should I have pushed harder to go with him? The tent was too quiet, and my thoughts were too loud. I flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Where was he now? Was he okay? Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside. My heart jumped, and I immediately sat up. The sound was faint, almost careful, like someone was trying not to be heard. My chest tightened, an

Mia's POV The reception was in full swing, but I wasn’t really paying attention anymore. My eyes kept drifting toward the entrance, waiting for Aria to come back. She had been gone for a while now. If she was just using the restroom, she should be back by now, right?I sighed and pushed myself up from my seat.“Where are you going?” one of the bridesmaids asked as I passed by.“Just stepping out for some air,” I lied, forcing a small smile before slipping away.As soon as I got outside, the cool night air hit my skin. I glanced around, scanning for Aria, but instead, my eyes landed on someone else.Ethan.My heart did this annoying little jump, and I had to take a deep breath to steady myself. He was walking toward his car, looking like he had come to grab something.For the past week, I had been hoping to bump into him. I wasn’t the type to chase after a guy, but something about the way things were left between us had been bothering me. Aria was right—I needed to clear things up.An

Aria’s POVI paced the balcony, phone pressed to my ear as I waited for Logan to pick up. My fingers drummed against the railing, heart pounding faster than it should.“Hello?” His voice finally came through.“Logan, hey!” I said quickly, forcing a smile into my tone. “Aria?”“Yeah, it's me.” I smiled over the phone.“What a pleasant surprise. I thought you would never call,”“My bad. How have you been doing?”“Very well. How about you?”“I'm good too. Actually, I… need a favor from you.” I admitted, biting my lips. He was silent for some time before he spoke up.“Oops. I'm in the middle of something right now, and…”“I promise this won’t take long.” I cut in hastily.“Can we talk over lunch instead?”“No, Logan. I need to talk to you now. Please, just five minutes.” I pleaded, “I’ll set an alarm so I don’t take more than that.”A heavy sigh came from the other end. “Fine.”Relieved, I let out a small breath. “Thank you,” I whispered before stepping inside.The bedroom was a mess wit

Aria’s POV“You’re really taking this too far, J. How can you ask me that?” I frowned at him, my heart pounding.First, he had me wearing nothing but his shirt, and now this? He kept his smirk intact, the one that always made it seem like he was enjoying himself a little too much. He opened his mouth, probably to repeat his ridiculous words “rules are rules” but I shot up from the bed.“Don’t even think about it,” I said, raising my hand to stop him.I wasn’t in the mood for whatever game he was playing. I walked to the closet and grabbed my nightwear. Without another glance at him, I headed straight into the bathroom and changed.As I stared at myself in the mirror, I let out a slow, controlled breath. My reflection showed uncertainty in my eyes, my flushed cheeks revealing emotions I wasn’t ready to name. I didn’t understand why, but something about taking things further with him made my stomach twist uncomfortably. Maybe it was the fear of getting too caught up in the moment. Maybe

Jameson’s POVThe virtual meeting had been dragging on for what felt like forever when one of the executives suddenly brought up poker as an analogy for business strategy.“It’s all about calculated risks,” the man said. “Like poker, you don’t always have the best hand, but you play in a way that makes others think you do. Business is the same—you don’t show all your cards at once, you make bold moves, and sometimes, you even bluff to get what you want.”I leaned back slightly, tapping my fingers against the desk. The analogy was… interesting. It wasn’t something I had thought much about before, but it made sense.The meeting eventually wrapped up, but even after logging out, my fingers hovered over the keyboard. Without much thought, I opened a new tab and typed in how to play poker.A series of guides and videos popped up. Clicking on one, I skimmed through the rules, the strategies, the psychology behind the game. The more I read, the more intrigued I became. I had never played bef

Aria's POV It was close to dinner time, and Mia and Ethan still hadn't returned. A small smile lingered on my lips as I thought about them. I wanted the best for my best friend, and Ethan seemed like a responsible guy. Although, he was slow when it came to making a move, but maybe this time things would work out since Mia was willing to make a push.Right now, I was in the kitchen with Anastasia and Kylie, helping bring out the coolers of food. Kylie was practically glowing as she gushed about her wedding dress, describing every little detail with excitement."It's absolutely stunning, you guys," she beamed, adjusting the napkins on the tray. "I swear, I felt like a princess when I tried it on. The lace detailing, the way it hugged my body just right—ugh, I can't wait for the wedding day!"I smiled happy for her, but a small pang settled in my chest. I didn’t get to choose my wedding dress. Everything happened so fast that I just wore whatever was given to me. No dreamy fittings, no

Mia's POV It had been more than thirty minutes since Aria had dashed out of my room. I had been expecting her to return, but she never did. I sighed, staring at the ceiling while trying to ignore the anticipation bubbling inside me. What was she even up to?Having had enough of waiting, I decided to step out and grab some fruit. Maybe it would help distract me.As I made my way out, I slowed down on the stairs when I spotted Aria standing beside Jameson, who was propped up on his wheelchair, supporting himself with his hands. His broad back alone was enough to make anyone aware of his presence. It wasn’t that I was scared of him, but there was something about him that made the air feel heavier when he was around. He was the type who talked less when others were present, yet his silence spoke volumes.I chewed on my lip, pushing away my personal thoughts about him. All I wanted was for him to stop confusing my best friend.Just as I was about to call Aria’s name, the front door swung