Betrayal. Fleeing from the Billionaire.

Stephanie Miller met a boy when he was eight years old. It was the first day of spring, the one in which a soft fresh breeze accompanies the sun’s rays, and it is possible to observe the first flower buds. The colors are bright and invite you to enjoy the environment.

She was visiting with her mother at the state park in downtown Manhattan.

While she was playing with her little wooden boat in the lagoon, this boy sat next to her and placed his boat into the water.

Then he turns around and watches her with amusement, his big blue eyes shining. He tells her confidently, “I really like boats a lot. What about you?”

Steph, without being able to articulate a single word to her tender six years, looked at him open-mouthed and just smiled shyly at him, blushing, while she nodded at his words in complete silence.

He smiles back at her, even bigger than before, as he says, “My name is Matthew, but everyone calls me Matt. What’s yours?”

Almost inaudibly, she tells him, “Stephanie, but everyone calls me Steph.” It is still possible to see her embarrassed face for answering the boy, since she never dares to talk to strangers, but she feels the boy is different.

As soon as Matt notices the sadness in little Steph’s eyes, he introduces himself with a friendly tone, saying, “Steph, it’s great to meet you. I hope we become best friends.”

Since that wonderful spring day, almost twenty years have passed and the boy with the incredible blue eyes will soon become her husband.

Both have had a life full of challenges that they have faced together... but the greatest of all, so far, occurred on a winter night in the year 2022, in the Miller’s Family Estate.

“My dear, you can’t leave like this. It’s snowing too hard. I would hate for something to happen to you.” Says Stephanie’s father, Mr. Philip Miller.

Matt responds, “Your dad is right, dear. I think it would be wise to stay here overnight.”

Then, he adds, “and depending on how it dawns tomorrow, we will evaluate whether we leave first thing in the morning so that you can get to the hospital on time.”

Stephanie stares at the faces of the two most important men in her life, sighs and nods in agreement with both of them. Then she tells them: “Alright, you win. We stayed.”

“Excellent, sweetheart!” Says her father, in excellent good humor. Then, he calls a maid and asks her to prepare Stephanie’s old room for them.

They stay laughing and sharing, until Matt tells them, “I think I’ll leave you for tonight. I’m tired. Are you coming with me, dear?”

“No, honey. I’ll stay with dad a little longer.”

“Whatever you want, dear. Good night, Philip.”

“Good night, Matt. Sleep well.”

“Dear, I’ll wait for you upstairs.” Stephanie, saying nothing, gives him a smile and blows him a kiss from a distance, to which he responds by placing his hand on his heart as he goes up the stairs.

Upon arriving at the room, Matt prepares to sleep without first taking a shower. While he was relaxing under the hot water, thinking about how lucky he was to have everything he’d ever wanted, Stephanie’s younger sister had other plans.

Stella Miller is a greedy woman and envious of her older sister. Her existence stems from her father's indiscretion during a business trip. When Steph was almost five years old, Mr. Miller met Stella’s mother at a restaurant where she was a waitress.

One night of passion between them and they had already conceived her. But Mr. Miller learned of her existence only when Stella was twelve years old. It was an enormous scandal at that time.

Seeing that Stephanie is pleasantly chatting with her father, she decides to pay her brother-in-law a visit, without first having turned off the power to the entire property.

“It will take at least an hour to start the emergency generator. Only if they find the fuses.” She thought as an evil smile appeared on her lips.

With little thought, she silently entered the room. She hears the water falling and goes to the shower and there she sees her gorgeous brother-in-law naked in all his fullness.

She bites her lip as she hummed and says, “you’ll be mine, Matt. Today is the day I will finally be able to feel your enormous cock going through me.”

She closes the door and heads to bed. She undresses, puts on her sister’s perfume and gets into the sheets, covering herself completely, waiting for Matt to lie down next to her.

Minutes passed and she heard the water cut off. Five minutes later, she hears the door open as Matt clears his throat. He looks at the lump on the bed and says, “Are you asleep, dear?”

Stella smiles, rolling her eyes as she thinks, “so annoying he is sometimes… he’s lucky he’s hot.”

Hearing no response, Matt nods silently. He goes to the closet where they always have emergency clothes and puts on some boxers. Usually, he doesn’t sleep naked, but today he intends to make love to his fiancée while the snow falls outside.

He sits on the bed and gets into the covers. He smiles when he realizes his fiancée is waiting for him, completely naked.

Matt approaches her from behind and places his hand on her hip, whispering in her ear, “I want you, darling.”

Without hearing a response, he lows his hand until he places it between her legs, while he kisses her neck and presses his hard cock against her toned ass. She opens them to give him better access. He smirks and plays with her clit, rubbing it in circles.

Stella bites her lip, while her eyes are completely closed, enjoying the caresses and kisses that her brother-in-law is providing her with. And without waiting for it, he inserts two fingers into her wet pussy, eager to be filled. She lets out a moan of pure pleasure.

Matt pulls down his boxers so he can feel the exquisite rubbing of his cock against her big ass. She, without turning, caresses his enormous erection, eager for him to impale her, driving her crazy.

With his husky and seductive voice, he says in her ear, “Do you want me to fuck you?” Without stopping, rubbing his cock against Stella’s ass.

Completely forgetting, Stella replies, “Yes! I want you to put your huge cock in me!”

Matt froze in one second and in the next, he quickly got out of bed. In that moment that the lights return, and he can see that, in his bed, lying, eager and naked, it was not his fiancée who was about to be fucked, but it was his sister-in-law.

He opens his eyes wide and says, angrily, “Stella? What the fuck are you doing here? What were you thinking? I am your brother-in-law!”

She laughs mockingly and tells him, “That didn’t stop you from fondling my pussy, Matt. But stop being a buzzkill and fuck me! I know you want it!”

With fury and adrenaline pumping, he grabs Stella’s arm and throws her to the floor. Then, he grabs her hair tight and gets close to her face while, speaks in a terrifying and threatening voice.

He tells her, “Stella, for the good of the family and so that your reputation is not tarnished, disappear from my sight! You don’t want to find me in a bad mood.”

She laughs harder, but Matt’s grip tightens as well, as he continues to tell her, “And out of the deep love I have for your sister, I won’t say what you’re trying to do. But listen to me well, child!”

Now his face is very close to hers, his eyes are dark and frightening, making Stella’s smile fade and worry wash over her.

She swallows hard as Matt tells her, “You come at me like this again and I swear I’ll expose you to all New York society, like the whore you are. Stay away from us and, above all, stay away from me and my fiancée!”

Matt angrily releases his grip on Stella’s hair, throwing the clothes in her face, while telling her, “Get out of here, you fucking whore!”

Stella doesn’t wait any longer, grabs her clothes and runs to her room. Matt sits on the bed, breathing heavily, deciding whether it was time to tell his fiancée the truth or not.