By Shadowlight Lake

~Amy Frostbite~

Tonight was going to change everything.

It was a monumental day - our grandfather was going to assort millions, if not, billions to our names.

My adopted family is that niche, billionaire filthy rich family. Yet...with dreadful flaws.

Just like this one...

"Dane..." I moaned his name.

I shouldn't have. Never shouldve started this racksack opportunity of fucking my adopted brothers.

But it felt so good...

"I'm close," he whispered. We were in an abandoned building, claiming each other senselessly. Suddenly, Dane pulled out of me. Leaving me sensitive and quivering.

"Why would you..." I was upset, reasonably.

He dressed himself up in a hurry, "I'm sorry. I need to go. Winter is waiting for me."

Winter...

I know. Its twisted. We are sleeping behind everyone's backs.

And you know what? I loved it.

At that moment, I had to let him go. But the rage of not having an orgasm, the rage of my adopted brother thinking of someone else while deep inside me...it was blinding.

"Shush...calm yourself down, Amy. You've got other things to do today." And the other things were, to get ready for the family party. A ball. Organised by our adoptive father - George Phillip Frostbite.

Tycoon. Cunning. Wise.

He was a personified amalgam of those words.

"Crystal!" I put on a fake persona at this school. Being a fresher at Jordon High and a billionare was a lethal combination magnetic to all the bullies who wanna take advantage of us. So Crystal and I have maintained a fake persona. Typical nerd girls, but without that layer? We were celebrated daughters of multimillionaires.

Crystal's real name is Crystal Jordan. She's the niece of our principal. So hiding her identity was a piece of cake.

"Ready for the party tonight, baby?" I asked my brace tooth girl. I didn't choose fake braces for the reason they sting.

Crystal sniffed my neck, then my hands.

"You smell like popcorn. What did you do? I thought you were a virgin." She said. We were by the locker. And obviously, we garnered attention.

Alex's friends - typical Junior year bullies. Thankfully they weren't batchmates of my elder adopted brother.

I have three elder adopted brothers.

One that was deep inside me, Dane - He's the oldest by birthday. Alex and Nick, the same junior year grade as Dane. Nick and Dane were proper nerds- only differece was Dane could pull anyone, but Nick chose to stay loyal only to me.

Alex is...Crystal's boyfriend.

The day she'd find our little secret...haunts me. I valued our friendship the most.

"I don't smell like popcorn unless I ate them at the cafeteria, Crystal. I'll see ya at the party~ I'm late to class." Announcing, I left.

3pm, we were out of that jail. Jordan High is amazing. But Dane's indifference towards me pissed me off for the whole day.

Well. By 8pm, we siblings were dressed in luxrurious clothes. This feeling of living a double life was amazing. While the three lived their life as George Phillip's sons, none of the world knew Geroge Phillip also had a daughter - me.

The moment we reached, the guests were seen lined up in a queue. I wondered. George Phillip was stirring up the crowd, yet again. He was drunk. And...do you wonder why we call him by his name and not our dad? You'll find out.

"...my father, Gerald Frostbite, the founder of the StarTech group!" Our eyes widen. It's Grandpa! I could see my brothers gathering around. We held such fond memories with Grandpa. It's been a while since we met him!

"I would love to share a few words on his behalf, as his son. You see, he isn't getting any younger and wishes to announce his will to us all, on this special occasion." My smile...faded.

What...?

Why would Grandpa want to announce his will in this scenario? In front of everyone? Even potential nemeses...

"Each of Gerald Philip Frostbite's grandchildren can claim an equal part of his property, money and everything he owns!"

Oh god...

No. This can't be happening right now.

"What the actual fuck..." Dane, who is almost always composed, even during arguments, lost his composure. Alex shakes his head, walking away. He probably wants to check on dad if he was drunk or not.

"What the hell is wrong with him...?" Crystal looks at my father with disgust. And suddenly, the spotlight shines on us. My eyes pop out of my skull.

"Meet Gerald Philip Frostbite's grandchildren!" Our father announced loudly in the mic.

Dane and Nick try their best to move and cover up all three of us ladies - Crystal, Dane's girlfriend and I. But it was too late to be subtle now. It's all fucked up. The media has seen us all.

I knew I should've just stayed at home.

"I-I'm...going home. Goodnight."

[12:03 am]

I locked myself in my room, just about to slip into slumber. Suddenly, I heard a phone ping. I ignored it initially, thinking it was the media trying to contact me. Or worse, a hacker. However, a minute passed as another notification popped up. I rolled my eyes and ignored this one as well.

However, within a few seconds of the second notification, a series of pings woke me up with annoyance as I grumbled and reached for the phone! Who might this be!?

-Unknown number-

What the hell...?

Curiosity got the best of me as I opened the first attachment. At once, I let out a huge gasp and sat up on my bed!

It felt as though all the air was knocked out of my lungs. Suddenly, the world started spinning faster, and I was sweating profusely.

"No way...no...please..." My world came crashing down as I looked at the picture. It is taken at an angle in one of the boys' washroom cubicles. Nick and I are in a compromising position. My chest is out, I could clearly see our pelvises attached from this angle of the picture.

I felt like...puking.

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I felt the churn in my stomach. As soon as I realised what was happening to me, I rushed to the bathroom, bent over the bowl and threw all the contents out of my stomach violently.

Who...took these pictures...? In such fucking detail? I didn't feel safe in my house...

The person then sent a series of texts without letting me reply. Tears of sadness and resentment roll down my cheeks like a river.

<You don't need to complicate it. Just surrender yourself to me, for I know you love to be in a reverse harem>

<You won't dislike me, baby girl. I'm someone everyone wants to get their hands on>

<You're curious to know who I might be, right? Come to the new building tomorrow after classes, we will meet there for a good time together>

<I'm sure I won't disappoint you~>

I open the other attachment the person sends, it is a short video of them touching themselves below their pants, the sheer cloth barely covering them. I feel like throwing up again.

Why is this happening to me...?