"You need an outlet," Sean said as he reached for Jenna's hand and grabbed her chin. He pulled her face into his, then leaned forward and kissed her.
Jenna was startled and tried to push him away, but he held her so tightly against the headboard that she couldn't move and was so frightened that she started to cry. Under the influence of the drug, Jenna clearly craved Sean's touch, but the remnants of her consciousness vehemently refused to allow it. After a while, Sean released her and licked the corner of her mouth. "You taste better than I thought." "Please let me go..." Jenna sobbed. She was unable to resist because her body was shaking, weak and felt so hot. If she didn't know that this man was the one who destroyed her family, she might even beg Sean to touch her. Sean sneered. "Don't you care if your aunt lives or dies?" Jenna was shocked and fell back in despair. How could this man know about her aunt? Her mother's sister was the only family she had, though they rarely saw each other. Laura, Jenna's late mother's sister, lived in poverty and had an abusive husband. The woman was very sick, but instead of getting treatment, her husband continued to abuse her. Jenna was afraid to visit Laura and could only secretly send a little money from her salary to help with Laura's medical expenses. "How do you know about my aunt?" Jenna asked. Sean laughed with satisfaction. "You think you're the only one spying on me? I even know when you wake up and go to sleep," he said. In fact, Sean had been interested in Michael's daughter for a long time, but since she wasn't old enough, he could only watch her from a distance. Who would have thought that now she would come to him herself? Sean pulled her up and began to undress her. Jenna crossed her arms and backed away, but she had nowhere to run. Sean looked at her coldly, grabbed her and pulled her legs until she was lying on the bed. "Ah..." Jenna was very dizzy because her head had been hit quite hard and she was just about to get up when Sean climbed on top of her. When she felt the man's hands on her body, she screamed: "No! Let me go!" Instead of stopping, Sean became more violent. He tore at her clothes with a condescending look on his face. Jenna felt a chill in her chest and quickly covered it with her hands. "Please... don't..." "Are you sure you don't want to?" Sean grabbed her chin and kissed her hard. "No..." Jenna shook her head, wanting to speak but unable to. The man kissed her roughly while his hands roamed over her body, quickly removing all of her clothes until there was nothing left. "Let me go!" Jenna sobbed, pulling away from his kiss and slapping him. Sean grabbed her hands and pulled them over her head, then lowered his own head and kissed her again lustfully on the lips. Jenna felt the pain. When she felt the force pressing down on her body, she knew she couldn't escape and it made her cry out in desperation. Sean moved down to bite her neck like crazy. "It hurts..." Jenna turned around, crying and begging for mercy, "I'm sorry. Please let me go..." At that moment, Sean kissed her breast, sucking hard on her nippIe, leaving a red mark there. "Ah..." Jenna didn't know what that felt like. There was an unusual pain, but even she trembled as her drug-induced arousal became even more pronounced. "Don't... please... let me go..." She was still trying to break free. "If you don't calm down, this might hurt," Sean held Jenna's hips with his hands while Jenna was already fully under the influence of the drug, "but I promise, after the pain, you will feel pleasure." At that moment he thrust his cock into Jenna's pussy. Sean clenched his teeth, trying to control his overwhelming arousal, trying to suppress the urge to thrust violently and sink his body deep into Jenna's hot, smooth pussy. The man tried to remember. This woman was a virgin. He knew that because he had been pursuing her for a long time. And that virginity seemed to prevent him from penetrating her. But Sean pushed forward anyway, claiming what was his. "It hurts!" Jenna cried, trying to push Sean's body away. Her body screamed between pain and the desire to be filled with her desire. A tear dripped from the corner of her eye, an answer to the last remnants of her consciousness. Sean pushed as hard as he could and finally managed to break through the barrier, ignoring Jenna's cries of pain. The man lifted his head and gently kissed Jenna's parted and panting lips, "After this .... I will teach you how to satisfy me," the words echoed through the room like a promise from the Lord of Darkness. Jenna, who had completely lost consciousness, writhed in pleasure, and when the pain finally faded, it was replaced by a hot pleasure that spread an incredible sensation throughout her body. Sean felt the movement of Jenna's hips as he buried his manhood deep inside her. He pushed and pulled repeatedly while clenching his teeth. He wanted Jenna to move her hips, to seek her own pleasure at will. And it wasn't long before the girl finally reached her satisfaction, "Oh... oh... Oh my God..." Jenna closed her eyes as the pleasure exploded and flooded her body with unbearable heat. Although Sean was able to prolong the pleasure himself. The sight of Jenna's orgasm and the throbbing of her pussy squeezing his manhood made him unable to hold back any longer. At that moment Sean exploded in passion and joined Jenna in a passion that made him forget everything. * * * After a while Jenna had not moved and it seemed that she was sleeping, but a strange pain in her body or a bright light that suddenly appeared out of nowhere made Jenna open her eyes. Memories flashed through her mind. She was still trapped here, in a room in the evil Sean's house. Jenna frantically sat up from the bed until the covers sagged and almost fell off her chest. She looked down and realized that she was completely naked under the covers. Just then, Sean came out of the dressing room. "Starting tomorrow, the maid will give you medicine every night, whether you want to take it before or after you sleep with me, but of course you must remember that you are not qualified to bear my child! So you better take the medicine on time or you won't be able to bear the consequences!" He sat next to her and gave her the medicine he had prepared. Jenna's hand shook as she held the medicine, but she took it slowly. She felt a sharp pain in her pussy. Thinking that her revenge had failed, and instead had been replaced by Sean's abuse, she really wanted to kill herself!One Month Later Jenna ran her fingers over the white fabric wrapping around her body. The dress she had specially asked the designer to make turned out exactly how she imagined it—simple, elegant. She’d chosen a minimal makeup look, even though the makeup artist seemed to have a slightly different definition of “minimal.” Still, the final result made Jenna look beautiful. Her hair was styled in a bridal bun, pinned with a diamond clip—a gift from the late Karen. Her chest tightened as she remembered her. The door behind her opened, and Jenna looked at the mirror. Alexa stood there with a warm smile. “You look beautiful,” she said, wearing her peach-colored bridesmaid dress. “I always do,” Jenna replied playfully, making Alexa chuckle. “You really do,” Alexa said again as she walked to the bathroom in the corner of the room. Jenna turned back to her reflection. “You miss Karen, don’t you?” Alexa asked when she returned. Jenna gave her a confused look. “You keep touching that ha
It was a scorching summer day. The kids were home for the holidays, hanging around with Jenna, who was also staying in that day because she had something to tell Sean. But Sean had to head to the office for an important business meeting. “Come home early,” Jenna said as she adjusted Sean’s tie one more time. “Of course. My family’s coming home today. I’ll be back right after the meeting,” Sean replied with a smile, then kissed her on the cheek. It had been three years since Sean started treating Jenna like she was already his, trying to win back her trust. During all that time, he never touched her without permission. Jenna only realized how much he’d been holding back when she once caught him looking really down. When she asked him about it, all Sean said was that he wanted to hug her but chose not to. That day, Jenna hugged him first and gave him permission to finally ease his longing. Even so, they still hadn’t kissed. There had been many chances, and Jenna knew Sean wanted to
After Ben's confession, before Jenna could even warn him not to tell anyone about his memory returning, the man had already sent a message to Carter and Esther. And Valeria was sure, by now, everyone already knew. "But... how?" Esther asked with her mouth full of spaghetti. Jenna shot her a look. "When I was kidnapped, I hit my head pretty hard. That impact brought my memory back. I was unconscious for almost two days," Jenna said calmly. Well, Esther hadn’t been involved in the incident, so she only knew what she'd been told. Esther herself had been hurt—turns out her mom was the one behind all this mess. And Jenna had just found out that Esther and Sean didn’t share the same mother. Sean had tried to think of Veronica as his mom, but that woman had hurt him badly. Jenna wasn’t ready to tell anyone yet, especially not Sean. After Karen’s funeral, she’d been grieving. And after that, she’d tried to move on. But now, as she saw him standing in front of the hotel in a black Arman
“Mama! Mom!” Valeria’s two kids shouted happily as they ran into her wide-open arms. “Hey!” Valeria laughed softly, hugging them one by one, soaking in their cheerful giggles that filled the air. “How are you, Mom?” Oliver asked, touching her flushed cheek. “As beautiful as you both,” Valeria replied, kissing their noses. They giggled again and kissed her cheek in return. “How have you been?” she asked, smiling warmly at Lily, who was already grabbing her coat and bag. “Mom, we played soccer at school today. I scored two goals!” Oliver said proudly, puffing out his little chest. “That’s amazing,” Valeria replied with a smile. “Mom, I planted a tree today,” Olivia added with a wide grin. “That’s great. Where did you plant it?” “In the backyard,” Olivia said, pointing toward the patio. “Nice. But you have to take good care of it. I’ll show you how to take care of a tree later,” Valeria said. The kids nodded excitedly. Valeria gently patted their heads one by one. “I’m reall
“Who’s Alice?” Valeria asked. This time, it was Veronica who decided to answer. “That’s me, sweetheart. Just a fake name to hide my identity.” “Then why did that woman call you Alice?” Valeria asked, looking at Alexa. “What woman?” Veronica frowned, then turned to Alexa. “That day, when we were at Sean’s place. I accidentally left my phone on the table, and Jenna answered it,” Alexa replied calmly. “You should’ve been more careful, sweetheart,” said Veronica. “Anyway, Alexa also used that name. But for a different reason. She used it during her charity work.” Valeria looked at Alexa, who responded only with a cold stare and sealed lips. “So it was you who sent me that note? And you’re the one behind that Halloween stunt?” Valeria asked again. Veronica chuckled softly. “Oh, come on! That was such a blast.” “Best Halloween ever,” Clara added with a smirk. Valeria clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, almost drawing blood. “It was so much fun watchin
“Blake?” Valeria whispered in disbelief. “Oh, Blake? He’s ours. Why do you think he never figured out who I really was? A real detective doesn’t take that long to uncover things like this. But your guy? He slowed everything down,” Veronica said casually as she pushed Karen’s body closer to Valeria. “We were this close to killing him, just like the other five guys Sean hired. But we made a deal. A little info from the inside doesn’t hurt us.” Valeria gasped. “Karen!” She reached out, grabbing her aunt’s limp hand. “Wake up! Please!” Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Karen’s pale features. The exhaustion carved into her face, those dark circles under her eyes—Valeria’s heart felt like it was being stabbed. “Shut up, you bitch!” Clara snapped before slapping Valeria hard across the face. Pain burned her skin, but Valeria didn’t flinch. She lifted her head and glared at Clara. “What did you do to her?” Valeria asked, her voice sharp. “Relax, she’s not dead,” Clara rep