LOGINCierra's POV The cemetery lay under a heavy gray sky, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and wilting lilies.Everyone was dressed in black....long coats, veils, and dark suits as we gathered around the freshly dug grave. The pastor’s voice rose solemnly above the quiet wind.“May his soul rest in perfect peace.”We all bowed our heads in unison, the weight of the moment pressing down on every shoulder.One by one, people stepped forward, dropping white flowers onto the coffin and pouring handfuls of sand with soft, final thuds. The ritual felt too real, too final.I couldn’t hold back any longer. I broke from the group and ran to the edge of the grave, tears already streaming down my face as I dropped my own bouquet of white roses.They landed with a gentle rustle on top of the others. My chest heaved with sobs that I tried and failed to silence. George was really gone. His body was down there in that wooden box, never coming back.Dominic was beside me in an instant, his str
Cierra's POV The doctor’s voice cut through the heavy silence like a blade. “I’m sorry… but George’s brain cells have suffered irreversible damage. There’s no activity. We’ve run every test. The kindest thing now is to remove him from life support.”The words slammed into me so hard the room tilted. I stared at the doctor, then at Dominic, our eyes locking in raw, disbelieving shock.His face....usually so controlled was drained of color. Mine must have done the same. My chest seized, and my breath froze in my throat.This couldn’t be happening. Not after everything.Not after the frantic drive, the waiting, the confessions that had somehow kept me breathing.The doctor kept talking, his voice was soft and regretful. “I’m truly sorry. We did everything possible. The trauma was too severe. I wish I had better news.” He repeated the apology twice more, each one landing like a fresh wound, before Dominic finally lifted a hand.“Excuse us,” Dominic said, voice low and tight. “Please. Ju
Cierra's POV I burst through the hospital doors, my voice raw and desperate as it tore from my throat. “He’s alive!” I yelled, the words echoing off the sterile white walls. “George is alive!”Without another word, we all ran toward the stretcher where the paramedics had just brought George in. He looked so pale under the harsh lights.I watched helplessly as they wheeled George away down the long, brightly lit hallway.Dominic gently pulled me toward the plastic chairs in the waiting room. I sank down, legs shaking so badly that I thought I might collapse right there. Dominic sat beside me, as he glanced at Greg, who was still hovering nearby, looking just as wrecked as I felt.“Greg,” Dominic said quietly, jerking his head toward the exit. “Go watch the car. Make sure nothing looks off out there.”Greg nodded once, and slipped outside without another word. My breathing turned ragged, and hot tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them.I pressed my palms hard against my
Cierra's POV Dominic’s voice cut through the room with a sharp edge that immediately made my chest tighten. “Why didn’t you tell me?”I frowned, irritation rising instantly as I turned fully toward him. “What the fuck are you talking about?”He didn’t answer me. Instead, his gaze dropped, locking onto Greg’s back like it was the only thing in the room that mattered. “The mark on his back!"My brows furrowed deeper, confusion mixing with annoyance as I glanced at Greg, then back at Dominic. “What is actually wrong with you right now?? You’re not making any sense.”Dominic didn’t wait for me to catch up. He moved closer to Greg, gripped his shoulder and turned him around, exposing his back fully.“There,” Dominic said, his voice tight but controlled. “There’s a mark on his back. So you don’t know what it means??"I stared at the mark again, my eyes narrowing slightly as irritation flared. “What the fuck are you saying?? If I knew what it meant, would I be standing here looking surprise
Cierra's POV I dropped to the floor the moment the gunshots rang out, covering my head as the loud bangs shook the walls and sent plaster raining down.My heart hammered so hard I could barely breathe. The echoes died away, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing in the room.Slowly, I raised my head, my body still trembling. My eyes went straight to Dominic, my stepdad, standing there with the gun in his hand.“What did you just do?” I asked, my voice cracking with shock and fear. “Did you just shoot the gun?”Dominic looked at me, his face tight with confusion. “I didn’t shoot him,” he said firmly. “It wasn’t me, Cierra..”I shook my head, not believing him. Tears burned in my eyes. “You killed him. You shot the gun,” I said, my voice rising with panic.Dominic stepped forward, holding his hands out. “Cierra, listen to me. I didn’t pull the trigger. It wasn’t me,” he insisted.We kept arguing, the tension thick and heavy in the air. My hands were shaking as I pointed at him. “You
Dominic's POV I took one last long drag from the cigarette, letting the smoke fill my lungs. The two girls were still on their knees, faces shiny with sweat and my cum.“Get the fuck out,” I said coldly. “Now!”The girls quickly grabbed their clothes and ran out of the room without saying a word. The door slammed behind them. My wound still throbbed under the bandage, but the pain only fed my anger.“Bruno!” I yelled loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.Bruno rushed into the room, breathing fast. He stopped short when he saw me standing there.“Sir?” Bruno asked.I stepped closer, eyes hard. “Where is she?”Bruno looked confused. “Who, sir?” he asked.I swung my fist fast and punched him hard in the face. His head snapped back and blood came from his lip.“I fucking said, where is she??!” I shouted angrily.Bruno swallowed hard, tasting blood. “You mean Cierra, sir?” he asked carefully.I grabbed his collar and pulled him close. “If you question me one more time, I’ll blow your fu
Cierra’s heart pounded like a drum in her chest. The party lights flickered in the distance, their bright cheerfulness mocking the fear crawling over her skin. Every laugh, every music note felt like a countdown to something dangerous. She wasn’t imagining it, someone had been watching her in the
Roger's POV The moment I landed outside the building, I knew fear had already won.My feet hit the ground badly, but I did not stop to feel the pain. Pain meant nothing compared to what was happening inside my head. My body moved on its own, pushing me forward, away from the window I had just clim
Cierra's POV Darkness did not come softly.It crashed into me like a wave, heavy and cold, swallowing every sound, every thought, every bit of strength I had left. I did not know if my eyes were closed or open. I did not know if I was breathing or not. All I knew was that fear was still alive insi
Cierra's POV I moaned in pains when he shoved his finger inside my pussy. He rubbed it slowly, staring at me while thrusting in with his fingers."Open those legs!" he commanded, shoving it apart.I sighed in discomfort while he began kissing my neck, trailing his touch down my clit. I shivered in







