LOGINMy mom came inside, kissed my dad on his cheeks before proceeding to go to her room, she was about to climb the stairs when she turned her head to check on me when she realized am awake. "are you okay. Aria ?"..she asked
" I.......... .uhm .......am fine mom". I know the reason, in the past, i would have seized the opportunity to complain to her. But now, when there is a penis sitting in-between my legs expecially when it belonged to my step father. Eventually mom said nothing, she just turned her head satisfied and continued climbing the stairs. I let out a sigh of relief with great care then turn my head to look at my dad.. He's been awake all along. It down on me and the reality taste like charcoal in my mouth.. All this while he's been awake as I've been grinding my ass against his cock. The reality feels like nightmare i immediately wants to wake up from. What is he going to do to me? Will he punish me? Is he going to tell my mom I've been grinding my ass against his cock for the past few minutes?? Either way, "Am cooked". Just when am about to mouth an explanation, he whispers softly in my ears, his voice soft. " Don't stop baby girl". What? " Am enjoying this, keep going". For a moment i don't move, with shock and embarrassment flooding my cheeks. his voice is so gentle against my ear that i thought i must have imagine his words. At the same time the authority in his tone reminded me that this was real. A part of me wants to immediately obey him but i can't move any parts of my body. "I'll help you princess". He says against the shell of my ear, then his finger begin to move up my thighs and when i feel two of them circling the soft spot in my clit through my panties, i let out a low gasps, before i could stop myself my hip are grinding, rocking against his fingers. This feels like sin itself, but i can't stop myself. It so pleasurable, so satisfying that i don't want to stopped. " He's your step father, Aria, you're making out with your step father right when your Mom is upstairs in her room". i let out a low gasps. I can hear my mind screaming about how wrong all of this is. If mom find's out her boyfriend is pleasuring me right now, things cannot be good for either of us. But dad voice is too intoxicating, i cannot stop. I climbed even higher in ecstasy as he slip his hands under my panties. My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing. "Not too loud honey, we don't want mommy finding out what kind of slut her precious baby is. Do we"?. dad whispers. Dad is right about that, am a slut. I've fantasize alot about him, wondering what lays beneath his thighs. I've thought about what fucking him would be like . I've longed to be under his mercy while he fuck me senseless . Mom has never deserve him, not even once. he's the only man who has been the subject of my fantasy. My friend always ask me why i don't like any of the boys in our school, how can i like any of them when my father is way hotter and million times more handsome than them , The moment my dad fingers tug violently at the hem of my panties, pulling them off without mercy, i know that he feels the same way i do. The moment they're off, i feel two fingers sliding into my cunt, fucking me senseless. My body is on fire. " Fucking heaven! his fingers feels so amazing in me, they are a whole some and a million times better than my fingers". I wonder what it would feel like to have his cock in me if his finger already feel this good. Dad use his Free hand to cover my mouth so i won't shout for my mom to hear, which i know she's probably sleeping already. That's so fucking smart of him, i really don't know if i can continue to contain my moan.The First ConsequenceAria barely slept that night.The anonymous message remained on her phone, its words sitting in her mind like a threat disguised as advice.I HEAR YOU FOUND THE RECORDS. DON’T DESTROY THE FOUNDATION BEFORE YOU KNOW WHAT IT HAS DONE FOR YOU.She had read it so many times that she could almost hear the sender speaking. Whoever had sent it wanted her to doubt herself. Perhaps they wanted her to believe that exposing the truth would destroy something worth saving.But Aria had never promised to destroy the Foundation.She had promised to find out what it really was.By eight the next morning, she was dressed and waiting in the sitting room when Adrian arrived with two cups of coffee. He placed one in front of her, then studied her face.“You didn’t sleep.”“Neither did you.”“I didn’t say I did.”Despite herself, Aria almost smiled. “You look terrible.”“Thank you. I was hoping for a compliment.”The brief exchange eased the tension, but only slightly. Adrian sat opp
THE PRICE OF THE TRUTHThe drive away from the old Harrison estate was quieter than the journey there.The recovered documents rested inside a locked case beside Aria. Every few minutes, she glanced at it, reminding herself that the papers represented more than a family secret. They were evidence of years of corruption, manipulation, and decisions that had hurt people who never knew what was happening behind closed doors.For the first time, she had something concrete to work with.But having evidence and knowing what to do with it were two different things.“Where are we taking the documents?” she asked Alfred.“To a lawyer I trust,” he answered from the front passenger seat. “Someone independent of the Foundation. He can arrange for the records to be examined and preserved properly.”“And Leon?”“We don’t confront him until we know what these documents establish.”Gabriel glanced at Aria through the rearview mirror. “That doesn’t mean he’ll leave us alone.”“I know,” she replied. “B
THE HOUSE THAT REMEMBEREDThe drive to the old Harrison estate was quiet, but Aria’s mind refused to rest. Elias’s letter sat in her pocket, its words repeating in her head. He had wanted her to know the truth. He had also wanted her to have the freedom to decide what happened next.For years, other people had made those decisions for her.This time would be different.When the car turned onto the narrow road leading to the estate, Aria looked through the window. The trees had grown wild, their branches hanging over the road. Beyond them stood the remains of the house she had been told was destroyed in a fire.The walls were blackened. Several windows were broken, and part of the roof had collapsed. Yet the main structure still stood, silent and imposing beneath the grey afternoon sky.“Is this where I lived?” she asked.Her mother, seated beside her, nodded. “For the first six years of your life.”Aria tried to summon a memory. A garden. A staircase. Someone calling her name. Nothing
THE HOUSE THAT REMEMBEREDThe old Harrison estate stood at the end of a narrow road, hidden behind overgrown trees and a rusted iron gate. The fire had blackened its walls, and part of the roof had collapsed, but the main structure remained standing.Aria watched the house through the car window.She had been told that she spent the first six years of her life here. Yet the building felt less like a home than a place she had been warned not to remember.“Are you certain the records are inside?” she asked Alfred.“The inventory says they were stored in a secure room behind the study,” he replied. “Whether they survived the fire is another matter.”Adrian parked near the gate. Gabriel got out first and checked the grounds before signalling that the others could follow.Inside, dust covered the floorboards. Broken furniture lay beneath fallen plaster, and the smell of damp wood lingered in the air. Aria walked slowly through the hallway, trying to find something familiar.Her mother stop
THE PROMISE TO ELIASNo one left the room.Aria stood near the table, watching Adrian. She wanted to believe that his admission meant he was finally ready to be honest, but years of deception had taught her that a confession could still conceal important details.“Start at the beginning,” she told him. “Tell me how you knew my father.”Adrian pulled out a chair but didn’t sit down.“I met Elias Vale when I was younger. I was involved in work I shouldn’t have been involved in, and I got caught in a situation I couldn’t get out of. Elias helped me leave it behind. He gave me a chance to start over.”“What kind of work?”“Delivering information for people who used money and threats to silence others. I wasn’t one of the people making the decisions, but I knew enough to understand what I was helping them do.”“And you stopped?”“Yes. Elias helped me walk away, but he also made me understand that walking away wasn’t the same as making things right.”Aria studied him. “So you stayed in cont
THE MAN SHE FEAREDAria stared at her mother.Then at Adrian.Neither of them spoke.The photograph trembled between Aria’s fingers.“The person who betrayed Elias is still protecting Aria.”Her eyes returned to the words.“Mom?”Her mother couldn’t answer.Adrian slowly lowered his weapon.“Aria, listen to me.”“Don’t.”His expression tightened.“Please.”“You knew.”“I knew there were things your mother wasn’t telling you.”“That isn’t what I asked.”Adrian looked at the photograph.“I knew Elias had a daughter.”Aria’s breathing became shallow.“And you knew that daughter was me.”“I suspected.”“Suspected?”“Yes.”“When?”He hesitated.“Before I ever met you.”The words cut deeper than Aria expected.She stepped away from him.“So everything was planned?”“No.”“You came into my life because of my father.”“Yes.”Her eyes filled with anger.“And you never thought I deserved to know?”“I was trying to keep you alive.”“Everyone keeps saying that!”Her voice echoed through the room.
Aria POV."Hello honey, am home", This is how David my stepdad always greeted me whenever he's back from work, he was wearing a well iron pant and a long sleeve shirt, the hems of the shirt was well turk inside his trouser pant properly .Face more refined like a modern with a slight wicked bad boy
I hurriedly ran to my room, my heart skipped with every step i take and the moment i shut the door behind me. I sank to the floor.I can still remember how his long, huge dick feel like when he torch my vaginal." Am a sinner", I said to myself." I I'll just try to sleep" i heavily as i jump on my
"How do you feel, my little princess?" he asked."Are you comfortable sitting on Daddy's lap this way?""Yes", i say without hesitation, enjoying the feel of his fingers in my pussy as it's continue to move even faster."I've never been more comfortable", i added whispering."Well, that's makes it
I came back from my friends house looking exhausted, my father was sitting in the living room watching TV when i crashed on him from exhaustion. " Monica can stress you",i weeped in my head reminding myself not to visit her again. He smiled and wrapped his large arms around me, pulling me close







