LOGINMaria’s POV
I followed Charlotte to that hotel out of worry, she’s been behaving strange lately. But what I saw when she came home surprised me. She had fresh bruises on her thighs and neck, which confirmed my worst fears and forced me to make a choice I never wanted. A cab dropped her off just after midnight. I watched from the side entrance, scared for what Charlotte is turning into. She sneaked into the house but from how she walked it felt like she’s been manhandled. She was almost limping. I’d have sworn she was raped. When she stepped into the living room and turned the light on, I saw marks on her body. There were dark fingerprints on her inner thighs. A purple color that formed a ring around her neck. She tried to pull her coat to cover up but it was too late. I already saw what I needed to see. I waited until morning. Yet I couldn't sleep. When she came down for coffee wearing a sweater on a hot morning, I pulled her into the pantry and closed the door. “Miss Charlotte. Those bruises, you’re trying to hide. I saw them last night. Tell me the truth.” She froze. She tried to laugh it off. “Oh, Auntie Maria. You think too much. I fell down. Clumsy me. It’s nothing,trust me.” “Those marks aren’t from falling down.” My voice stayed low. “I followed you to the hotel. Who did you go to see?” “You better start talking or else!” My voice became a bit loud. “I…I… It was dinner with my classmate.” Her fingers were twitching. “Dinner with classmates? Or you slept out with your dad. Because I noticed he didn’t sleep at home last night, and both of you came home, almost at the same time.” I folded my arms. “I might be old school but I know when I’m being fooled.” Charlotte’s eyes filled with tears. She looked so innocent suddenly. “Please don’t tell her. It’s not what you think. I love him, Auntie. He makes me feel… seen. Mom’s never here. She only cares about the company and looking perfect. I can’t stop. I tried.” Her voice cracked. I almost felt sorry for her. But I’d watched this family for years. I’ve Mrs. Stacy work herself to exhaustion, she might not be present in her daughter's life but she loves her family to a fault. “ Your mom doesn’t deserve this betrayal. You have to stop, both of you….. If this gets out of hand, I’ll be left with no choice than to tell her.” She cried while begging me not to tell her mom. I made her swear on her father’s memory. She nodded, wiping her face. I let her go, but inside me. I knew I needed to let this out. I found Mr. Sebastian in his study an hour later. He looked like he hasn’t slept. “Maria. Please. Whatever you it is…” “I’ve seen enough,” I cut in. “You’re supposed to protect this family. Not destroy it. Mrs. Stacy deserves better. Charlotte deserves a better father. If you don’t end things. I’ll have to involve your wife.” He rubbed his face. Acting all innocent but I don’t trust men like him. “I know. I’m trying . I really am. She… she’s difficult to resist.” “Sir, can you hear yourself ?” “Charlotte told me you already know we were together last night, but it didn’t happen exactly the way you think.” He scratched his head. “What happened was…. Forget it.” “But, please do not get Stacy involved in this. I’ll handle this myself, I promise….” His voice cracked on the last part. I saw a man who genuinely cared about his wife and stepdaughter, so I gave him the benefit of the doubt. I mean a part of me wanted to believe him. “I’ll keep quiet,” I said. “For now. But if I see one more thing, I will go to her. Without any hesitation." He nodded. “Thank you.” As he took a heavy breath, looking relieved. The relief didn’t last long. I didn’t know Mrs. Stacy heard part of our discussion. She came home early that afternoon. And walked in on the tail end of another quiet conversation between me and Mr. Sebastian in the kitchen. She only caught a few words, something about “keeping secrets” “having an affair” and “Charlotte.” Her face changed. “What secrets? What’s going on?” I tried to wave it off. “Just household matters, ma’am.” But she wasn’t having it. Her eyes went sharp. “Maria, if there’s something wrong with my family, I need to know. Now.” I didn’t know what to say at that point. So she fired me on the spot. “I can’t have staff spreading rumors or keeping things from me. Pack your things. I’ll have your salary sent to you this evening.” Mr. Sebastian tried to argue. But she didn’t listen, she probably thought I was insulting her husband or child. Charlotte stood in the doorway smiling. I’d be finally out of the way, she won’t have me come in between her forbidden desires. What Mrs. Stacy doesn’t know is that by firing me, she’s invited the devil to not only dine with her but also share a room in her home. I packed my things in silence. My hands shook the whole time. I’d lost my job. The only steady thing I’d had for years. Mrs. Stacy has been good to me and my family. But she fired me without thinking twice. Well it’s high time I leave the Lorrian’s mansion before the bomb explodes. But worse, I still carried the secret. And the photos I’d taken of Charlotte’s bruises that morning. Just in case. As I zipped my suitcase, my phone buzzed with a message. The security guy I tipped to find out who Charlotte was with sent a photo of Charlotte and Sebastian leaving the hotel together. If I walk out and show this to Mrs. Stacy, her perfect family will crumble. But since she fired me without any consideration. “I’ll keep this picture. I think it’ll be useful to me in the future.” I smiled. It’s better to stay on the side and watch things unfold. “Maria, can I come in?” That was Sebastian’s voice. He didn’t wait for me to respond. He opened the door and walked in. “I’m sorry about my wife’s outburst. She’s not always like this. Don’t worry I’ll send you some money for your upkeep.” He held my hands together. “Just don’t breathe a word about what you know to any one.” “Okay, Sir.” I left the mansion with photos and enough information that could cause havoc to the perfect “Lorrian’s Family” that everyone admired. Mrs. Stacy will regret this, it’s only a matter of time.Maria’s POVI followed Charlotte to that hotel out of worry, she’s been behaving strange lately. But what I saw when she came home surprised me.She had fresh bruises on her thighs and neck, which confirmed my worst fears and forced me to make a choice I never wanted.A cab dropped her off just after midnight. I watched from the side entrance, scared for what Charlotte is turning into.She sneaked into the house but from how she walked it felt like she’s been manhandled. She was almost limping. I’d have sworn she was raped. When she stepped into the living room and turned the light on, I saw marks on her body.There were dark fingerprints on her inner thighs. A purple color that formed a ring around her neck. She tried to pull her coat to cover up but it was too late.I already saw what I needed to see.I waited until morning. Yet I couldn't sleep. When she came down for coffee wearing a sweater on a hot morning, I pulled her into the pantry and closed the door. “Miss Charlotte. Thos
Charlotte’s POVI walked into the hotel room not scared at all. For someone who is meeting up with a stranger she met online.All that was in my head was to finally meet someone, who could satisfy me and make the rough older-man fantasy I craved a reality.Little did I know I’ll walk into Sebastian standing, like the heavens are on my side. It feels like the universe wants me and my step father together.“Holy Shit!” I shut the door behind me. My coat slipped off my shoulders. I looked sexy not knowing, not knowing I was about to be a sumptuous meal for the same man Aunty Maria stopped me from having.“Dad! What are you doing here?” He stood by the window, his jacket was already off, tie loosened. He had the same watch from the photos. The shock on his face was so evident. His face went pale, the moment he saw me. “Charlotte?”I smiled, stepping closer. The room suddenly became hot. “You… you’re him?”He took a step forward, then stopped. “The app. The pictures. The way you talked. I
The new woman I started chatting with online was exactly what I needed. She’s the perfect excuse to forget Charlotte. She knew all the filthy things I craved, but something about her descriptions and the way she wrote “Daddy” felt dangerously close to home.I was supposed to be working. Instead I kept refreshing the dating app, waiting for her next message. The way I anticipated her message. Because of how it made my cock twitch every time. She called me Daddy without me even asking. Told me how she wanted to be choked while getting fucked from behind. How she’d let an older man breed her deep and keep every drop. I matched her energy. Told her I’d pin her down and fill her until she couldn’t walk. Sent a picture of my hand, fingers spread, no face. She replied with one of her own pictures. Soft curves. A black collar tight around her throat. The angle hid her face but something about the line of her neck made my stomach flip. I pushed the thought away and kept typing. I didn’t w
Charlotte’s POVThe older man I started chatting with online knew exactly what to say to make me wet. His dirty talk sounded too much like Sebastian, even though I told myself it couldn’t be him.I laid in bed with the lights off, phone glowing against my face. Just me and my new man against the world. I see the reason why so many girls in school are crazy about that app. This is exactly what I needed after Sebastian shut me out. His name was the first thing that popped up after I created my account. I already got wet just by reading his bio. So immediately I noticed he liked my profile, I sent the first message on a whim. Bold of me. My mom won’t believe her innocent daughter is this corrupt.I told him I wanted an older man who knew how to handle a girl who needed it rough.And he answered quickly. Good girls get rewarded. Bad ones get choked and used until they can’t walk straight. And that’s exactly what I wanted. To be pounded until I can’t walk properly.My thighs pressed
Sebastian’s POVCharlotte stopped coming to me completely after I pushed her away, and the silence was driving me insane.I missed her tight body and eager submission more than I wanted to admit.It’s been three days. Three days of nothing. No brushes in the hallway. No short skirts. No late-night texts that made my cock ache. The house felt too quiet. Too normal. I missed having her sneak up on me. I buried myself in work, answered Stacy’s calls about company dinners, and played the good husband. But every time I closed my eyes I saw Charlotte bent over my desk, skirt flipped up, pussy dripping while I fucked her like I hated how much I needed her.I tried to fight it. Sat in my office with the door locked, staring at spreadsheets until I got tired and retired to bed.My cock didn’t care. It reminded me of every memorable time I had with her. Such a sweet girl. My cock was hard and heavy, pressing against my zipper until I finally gave in.The tablet was right there. I opened her h
Charlotte’s POVSebastian told me never to touch him again after Auntie Maria caught us, but the emptiness without his cock was driving me crazy.I couldn’t stay away even if I tried. Ever since I ate the forbidden fruit, it became very difficult to resist my step daddy. It would have been better if he didn’t make me see how great he fucks the day he disvirgined me.For three whole days I regretted why I made that promise. I tried to let go. I really did. I walked past his office without stopping. Wore normal clothes. I kept my hands to myself. But every night the desire came back worse. My body still remembered exactly how good it felt him fucking me while being married to my mom.The way he slaps my ass like I was under a punishment. The growl in my ear when he lost control. Nothing else came close. Not my fingers. Not the porn videos I watched to hold myself together.I was beginning to look like an old sex deprived woman, that made me restless and mean.I caught him alone in th







