ログインIRIS"This is too much," I whispered to myself, overwhelmed. "I don't know what to make of this."The stylist didn't give me time to overthink. She began passing me outfit after outfit to try on—everything from high-waisted jeans to tight leggings and sleek joggers. I quickly noticed a pattern. Every single top was cropped, revealing my bare waistline, and tailored so tightly that it outlined the heavy shape of my breasts.After changing into a pair of soft joggers and a tight crop top, I stood before her, refusing to put on another gown."You should change back into one of the dresses, Iris," the stylist urged, checking her tablet. "Those are just casual wear.""No," I responded firmly, gripping the hem of the shirt. "I am perfectly okay in this."The last thing I wanted was to return to the Hawthorne mansion looking like a temptress. I couldn't walk past Savannah in those scandalous dresses. I honestly wondered if I would ever find the courage to wear them at all."Fine," the woman
IRIS"We’ve arrived," Eli said just as the car came to a smooth stop.The door on my side clicked open. I kept my head lowered, completely avoiding the driver's eyes as I climbed out. "Thank you," I whispered.I hurried around the trunk of the car to join Eli on the pavement. I finally looked up at the building in front of us, and my mouth fell wide open. It was a magnificent, towering luxury shopping mall, its massive glass walls gleaming in the daylight."W—what are we doing here?" I forced my eyes away from the grand entrance, turning sharply to Eli."You will see," Eli said simply. He placed his large palm against my lower back, the heat of his hand instantly burning through my fabric as he guided me forward. He looked back toward the vehicle. "Thank you, Timothy. I will give you a call when we’re done.""Yes, sir," the driver replied. He slid back into the car and drove down the ramp toward the back of the mall.My mind was a chaotic mess as I tried to make sense of the situation
IRISEli cocked his brow, stepping forward and pulling out his chair. He looked directly at Savannah. "Have you forgotten that you have an event to attend with your friends? Don't worry about it, Savannah. I have it covered." He shifted his gaze to me, his tone flat. "Go and change, Iris. Meet me outside after breakfast."I managed a tight nod. I quickly finished arranging the remaining dishes and followed Agatha out of the room, wishing the floor would just open up and swallow me whole.The moment we entered the kitchen, I set my tray down. Agatha stopped, turning her body to face me fully. She stared at me with hard, accusing eyes."What did you do to the master to make him want to take you to the hospital himself?" she demanded."What?" I gasped, my chest tightening. "I didn't do anything. He just saw me after everything happened yesterday out on the lawn. And... and I was throwing up."The lie tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop it.Agatha’s expression softened slightly, h
IRISI slowly unbuttoned the stained uniform, letting the damp fabric drop to my feet. My underwear dragged down with it in the process. I squeezed my eyes shut at the sight of the messy, soaked material, refusing to look at it. I scrambled under the bedsheets, pulling the heavy covers completely over my skin. I hugged myself tightly, pressing my arms deep against my ribs, wishing the contact could somehow fill the aching void of where Eli had just been.My breasts felt much heavier and tighter than normal. I moved my hand down, palming the fleshy mounds and pressing into them. A sharp hiss escaped my teeth from the sensitive contact. But I didn't stop. I began cupping and squeezing them, fondling the heavy skin. It felt entirely too good. I pressed harder, the memory of Eli’s body forcing itself into my mind, remembering exactly how he had pressed into me in the sitting room.It wasn't enough. My legs twisted restlessly around each other as a thick heatwave soaked between my thighs.
IRISI carried a heavy silver tray out to the back lawn, my eyes moving over the giant pink foil balloons that spelled out ‘Happy Birthday Eliana’ on the stone wall. White tables covered the grass. Guests moved around, talking loudly over the music.Eliana stood near the center of the lawn, surrounded by a crowd of teenagers. She threw her head back, laughing at something a boy said. Her pink gown swept the grass, the fabric falling off her shoulders to show her chest. I watched her from a distance, my chest tightening.“Maybe one day,” I thought, my fingers gripping the edge of the tray. “Maybe one day I can do something like this for Joseph. Just to see him smile like that.”Madam Paisley walked out onto the patio, leaning heavily on a cane. She stayed for only a minute, coughing into a handkerchief, before a nurse guided her back inside the quiet house. The party had been moving since early morning. The family had surprised Eliana in her bed, then served a small breakfast in the si
IRISI left my room and walked next door, knocking on Agatha's bedroom. The door opened instantly."What do you want?" Agatha snapped, glaring at me."I'm sorry to bother you, Agatha," I said quickly, my hands gripping my skirt. "Please, I need your help. I have to go to the orphanage to see my brother, but I don't know the way and I don't have any money for transport. If you can lend me the money, I promise I will refund it the exact day I get my paycheck."Agatha stared at me for a long, silent minute. Then, she reached into her apron pocket and pulled out her smartphone, tapping the screen. "What is the location of this orphanage?""St. Luke Catholic Church Orphanage," I said immediately.Agatha stopped typing and shook her head, giving me a look of pure pity. "That is not an address, Iris. That is just the name. Let's just hope there is only one St. Luke whatever in this city."She typed into her phone for another few seconds, then looked up. "I have booked a taxi for you. It will
IRISA loud, aggressive banging on the door jarred me out of sleep. I groaned, dragging myself up to sit as Agatha’s sharp voice cut straight through the wood."Get up! Come out here right now, Iris!"My mind scrambled for a second before reality hit me. I wasn't at the orphanage anymore. I jumped
IRISThe engine roared, cutting off whatever sound I thought I heard behind me. I watched the car speed down the driveway and turn onto the private narrow road.My heart sank. Eli was gone, and I hadn't even got to look at his face.What is wrong with you? I mentally scolded myself, my face heating
ELII swore under my breath as the new girl practically fled the dining room. I had to shift my weight in my chair, trying to adjust myself for the second time that morning without my mother or wife noticing. It was pathetic. I was Eli Hawthorne. I didn't get flustered, and I certainly didn't lose
IRISThe heavy iron gates of St. Luke’s Orphanage screeched as they swung open. For twenty years, that sound meant someone else was leaving. Today, it was for me.I clutched my small canvas bag against my chest, the fabric rough against my palms. Inside were three plain dresses, two pairs of worn s







