ログインI drifted back to consciousness and fully woke up to the sound of ocean waves. I could also smell its salty and fresh scent. I was lying on a smooth and comfortable bed that felt like a feather. I felt a little cold too, but it wasn’t coming from an air conditioner but from the breeze. I shivered slightly and slowly opened my eyes. I was startled and froze when I realized I wasn’t in Devin’s room at his apartment or in his studio. I immediately sat up and looked around. I was indeed in a bedroom, but a view of a blue and beautiful ocean was what I could see from the open balcony of the room.No wonder I could hear waves and feel a breeze, because the glass door leading to the balcony was wide open. Wind chimes were hanging there, ringing softly. I was in a beach house, and the scent and view were entirely charming. Wait, why am I here? How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was Devin and me being in the dining room and having just finished eating. He made me drink wine, and w
When we got back to the studio, Devin brought me to his room. There, he took care of me; his touch and movements were so gentle. It was like I was just a fragile thing that could break at any moment. He tenderly kissed my forehead and said he would cook us some food for a bit. I just nodded and remained sitting on his bed. He went out, and I let out a heavy sigh. I was utterly exhausted because of everything that happened today.I wish I hadn’t accepted that package and had just given the delivery rider a tip instead. But then, if I hadn’t taken it, who knows who might have seen that photo album? My big secret would be revealed, and, worst case, it might even be sold to the press for profit. I guess it’s better that I got a hold of it. If not, I wouldn’t have known that my former stalker had already been released. What’s even worse is that he is now missing. I just can’t understand why they would release a man like that, someone who hurts women.I still feel bad because Rafa kept that
The interview dragged on for hours, which honestly irritated me, but I didn’t let it show. My manager had promised me it wouldn't take more than an hour, which is why I was throwing death glares her way as I approached her. She handed me my phone and car keys, which I had asked her to hold on to. She said goodbye to the people there while I was already heading out of the hotel suite where the interview was held. They had taken some photos of me for the magazine earlier, and that was done in this room as well. I was just about to step into the elevator when I saw Sylvia running toward me, making it inside just in time.“You're unbelievable! Why are you in such a rush? You didn't even say goodbye to the staff and the person who interviewed you,” she said to me in annoyance. I didn’t answer her and just looked at my phone. My brows furrowed when I saw that I had several missed calls from Kamira. She had also left me a message, saying she had gone to her house to talk to her former manage
My hands were still shaking as I called my former manager. Earlier, a delivery rider arrived outside the studio, saying I had a package. I just took it so he wouldn’t have a hard time. That was the worst decision I ever made. It was addressed to the studio, and my complete name was on it. I wondered who sent it because that person knew I was here. Actually, I shouldn't even be surprised that they knew, because I know exactly who sent this. I want to burn the box and its contents, but it could also be used as evidence against that person. It took a lot of rings before my ex-manager picked up, but I am glad he answered my call.“Rafa! Oh my god! Thank goodness you answered!” I said to him in a panic.“Mira? Why? Did something happen?” he asked me. I stared at the box in the corner, feeling as if something could jump out of it at any moment.“Yes! I received a package! It contains a photo album with my face edited next to that horrible man! It's just like the things I used to receive whe
“Devin… Devin…” I called out to him, gently shaking his shoulder. He was still sound asleep; I had woken up much earlier than him today. I’d already finished cooking our breakfast, yet he remained dead to the world. After our lovemaking last night, I had fallen asleep immediately, but he had mentioned to me that he suffers from insomnia, often staying up late into the night to work. Still, I had to wake him up because he had a magazine interview to attend. “Devin… Baby…” I whispered near his ear. I licked it and gave it a playful, tiny bite.He only let out a low groan and didn't wake up. “Devin, wake up. You have things to do.”When he still didn’t budge, I ran my hand over his bare chest. He was completely naked under the covers. My hand traveled downward until I felt his morning wood, which was rock hard. I bit my lip and gripped his stiff cock. I squeezed it, moving my hand in a slow, rhythmic stroking motion. He groaned again, mumbling something incoherent.“You’re so hard, baby…
I was sipping my tea, which I made specifically for myself since our guest today doesn't like it, so I just served her juice instead. She and Devin were busy talking about his art as well as the upcoming press, interviews, and pictorials for his next gallery shows. Devin had turned most of them down, which clearly infuriated his manager; she looked like she was about to explode because the man had rejected almost all of the projects. I was secretly laughing inside, thoroughly enjoying the expression on her face.“Are you kidding me, Devin? You should have just told me if you didn't want to promote your latest show. You're just going to make things difficult for me again,” she said, visibly irritated.“You’re the only one forcing this. I already told you which media outlets I prefer, but you keep pushing for more. And as for this woman, I don’t want her interviewing me ever again because she asks too many personal questions that have absolutely nothing to do with my art,” Devin replied
I am now preparing popcorn for my movie night with Daddy. Today is Friday, so we decided just to chill first. He was upstairs showering while I was in the kitchen, feeling like his wife. It's been a month since Mommy left us, and she hasn't shown up yet.Daddy and I live a much happier life in this
Wearing an oversized shirt and boy shorts, I knocked on the master's bedroom door. I heard Daddy say, 'Enter,' so I opened the door and entered his room. He was sitting on the bed, wearing only a shirt and shorts. I automatically looked at his engorged length in the middle of his thighs, and I swal
"Ohhh! Yessss!!! Daddy! Eat me! Ahhhnnn. . . Hmmm . . .” I let out a loud moan, now sprawled on the bed. I lifted my hips slightly as Daddy lay down. My legs are beside his head as I sit on his face while he is eating my twitching p*ssy. My eyes widen every time he inserts his tongue into my hole a
I saw Daddy's angry face when he got out of his car, followed by the fathers of my other friends. They rushed the men who attacked us, and whoever was holding me let go. One of them punched the attacker hard in the face. Greena helped me stand up and pulled me away from the mess. The two men who in







