Kelly stared at his father in disbelief, shock etched on his face. "You’re marrying Lucy? She’s my girlfriend! Dad, you want to marry Lucy?" He paced back and forth, overwhelmed. His father calmly corrected him, "She was your ex." Lucy, standing beside Andrew, interjected, "We broke up, Kelly. And you’re with Rose now." What had once seemed like a perfect relationship quickly spiraled into chaos when Lucy discovered that her boyfriend had been cheating on her with her best friend. "What other perfect way is there to make him regret his actions than by marrying his own father?" NB: this book is very erotica 18+
View MoreA taxi pulled over, and a radiant smile lit up her face as she stepped out, framed by a sleek ponytail cascading over her shoulder, emphasizing her expressive eyes. She was a striking European beauty, carrying a cardboard box containing a PS5 console. Approaching the house, she moved with purpose and confidence.
"See you around, beauty," the driver's voice called out from the taxi.
Lucy didn’t turn to respond. Instead, she hummed a tune, her attention fixed on the house ahead. As she neared a flower bed, she stretched out a slender arm, her nails pristine, and plucked a blooming rose. A small, satisfied smile played on her lips as she held the flower.
She reached the front door, her right fist clenched with the gift tucked under her left arm. Raising her fist, she knocked firmly. When no one answered, she pressed the doorbell and waited patiently. After a moment, growing impatient, she grasped the handle, twisting it open with a creak.
Peering inside, she saw the living room—an inviting space with well-arranged couches and sofas centered around a coffee table. On the wall, a family photo caught her eye.
"Mr. Andrew," she called softly, but there was no response. Stepping inside, she shut the door behind her quietly, her movements smooth—familiar with the space.
Her gaze wandered to the doorways ahead. One was slightly ajar. A deep, masculine groan emanated from the room, causing her to freeze in place.
Her brow furrowed. "Is that not Mr. Andrew's voice?" she murmured, curiosity piqued.
Cautiously, she tiptoed closer and peered inside.
Her eyes widened in shock. There, in the room, was Mr. Andrew. His mouth was slightly open, his boxer shorts pulled down to his ankles. His gaze was fixed on his phone, while his hand wrapped around his aroused penis, stroking rhythmically. muffled groans escaped his lips.
His bare chest was slick with sweat, muscles tense and relaxed as he moved. Beads of sweat traced down his face and rolled onto his abdomen, highlighting his chiseled abs. His Adam's apple bobbed with each breath.
Lucy’s face flushed as she quickly retreated in panic.
“I didn’t see anything, I didn’t see anything,” she muttered repeatedly, trying to convince herself she hadn’t just witnessed her boyfriend’s father masturbating.
Her heart raced as she nervously opened the opposite door, slipping inside. She dropped the PS5 console she had bought onto the bed.
A smile spread across her face as she whispered, “Happy birthday, my love.”
Without hesitation, she turned and quietly left the room. Passing by the slightly ajar door, she hurried out of the house entirely.
Her expression was conflicted, her mind racing as her cheeks burned with embarrassment.
She gently patted her face and muttered, “Lucy, stop thinking about it. You didn’t see anything… definitely not Mr. Andrew’s naked body.”
Frustration bubbled up as the vivid image of Mr. Andrew’s well-defined muscles and strong physique lingered in her mind.
She swallowed hard, desperate to push the thoughts away.
Trying to distract herself, she pulled out her phone and called her boyfriend, Kelly.
After several unanswered calls, she flagged down a taxi and got in.
Thirty minutes later, the taxi pulled up in a quiet residential neighborhood. Lucy stepped out and approached a European-style bungalow, her mind still swirling with conflicting emotions.
She stood at the entrance and knocked. Soon, footsteps echoed behind the door, followed by a sharp snap and the creaking sound of it opening.
A teenage boy, about Lucy’s age, stepped into view.
With a smile, Lucy greeted, “Hi, Jude.”
Jude raised his hand, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. “Hi, Lucy. Are you here for Kelly? He’s not in. He left with some boys earlier…”
Lucy noticed the guilt flashing across Jude’s face and suspicion crept in. She’d already suspected Kelly days ago after he failed to show up at their usual meeting spot.
Today was Kelly’s birthday, and he’d lied, saying he was at home. But when Lucy went over, he wasn’t there.
Narrowing her eyes, she asked, “Jude, is Kelly in or not?”
Jude gave a nervous smile. “He’s not. You can try calling him.”
Lucy hesitated for a moment, then turned to leave. Jude’s tense expression relaxed — until she suddenly pushed past him.
“Hey, hey, Lucy! You can’t go in!” Jude called out loudly.
Lucy’s heart pounded wildly. Jude’s reaction told her everything: something was very wrong.
This wasn’t the first time she’d come to Jude’s place. Usually, Kelly would bring her along whenever he wanted to see Jude.
Her face twisted in shock when she suddenly heard loud panting and heated voices filled with passionate confessions.
“Do you like the way I ride you, huh?”
“Yes, yes, Rose, ummh... fuck!”
“Lucy and I, who do you love?”
“It’s you I love, Rose. Lucy is just a girl I’m with for her money.”
Lucy froze, anger flushing her face, her eyes fierce and burning.
“Lucy, don’t listen to their nonsense,” Jude said quickly, trying to laugh it off. “They’re just talking nonsense because they’re having fun.”
But Lucy’s sharp glare and bloodshot eyes silenced him instantly.
Without a word, she turned and walked away without interrupting her boyfriend, who was in bed with her best friend Rose.
Jude followed, trying to explain, “Lucy, it’s not what you think—”
Lucy paused at the door, then yelled, “I’m not blind, Jude. You’re both disgusting. I hate you.”
She slammed the door shut and burst into tears, rushing onto the street. Through her sobs, she hailed a taxi and climbed in, still weeping.
The taxi pulled over, and she hurriedly climbed inside.
"Are you alright, girl?" the driver asked as he peered into the rearview mirror, noticing Lucy sobbing and tears streaming down her face.She looked away, tears still falling, her shoulders trembling. The driver shrugged, deciding it was best to mind his own business.
"Where to?" he asked, his tone casual.Lucy’s eyes suddenly hardened, a cold smile curling on her lips. She was ready to make him pay for his betrayal.
"Number 2 Holland Street," she said softly but with steel in her voice.It was time for her to make him regret.
Evelyn's face was creased with fatigue, her eyes wary. She spoke in a tone filled with weakness, "Henson, I don't want to fight anymore, days..."Henson didn't let her finish. He snapped at her, "Eve, you should leave. Let's do this some other time. I am very busy."Although Evelyn was reluctant, she turned around and walked out of the door. She took a taxi back to the company where she worked.When it was time to clock out, Maria had already noticed that her best friend Evelyn had been in a low mood throughout the day. She suggested, "Eve, remember that place on Nile Streets I told you about?"Her eyebrows were tightly knitted, but she still nodded in response. Maria said happily, "Let's go have a taste of the street food. It would be nice—and also an opportunity for you to cheer up and unwind."Evelyn wanted to resist. She hesitated before replying, "I—"Maria insisted, "I won't take no for an answer. So, we’re going together."She pulled Evelyn’s hand, then flagged down a taxi, and
Evelyn turned abruptly and left without saying a word. When she reached the gate, she burst into tears, tears streaming down her face. She quickly flagged down a taxi and got inside.At her apartment, she looked exhausted and frustrated. She reached for her phone, trembling."Maria, can you come over?" Evelyn said into the receiver.Noticing the distress in her voice, Maria asked with concern, "Girl, what's wrong? You don't sound yourself."More tears welled up as Evelyn whispered, "Please, come to my apartment. I'm waiting for you.""Hang tight, I'll be there soon," Maria replied.Evelyn ended the call, tossed her phone aside, and continued crying, her pillow soaked with tears.She stared intently at her phone screen, desperately hoping Henson would call back—surely he had made a mistake in demanding such a ridiculous request from her.But instead of a call, an hour passed. The door creaked open, and Maria entered. When she saw Evelyn lying on the bed, she gasped and hurried over, si
SYNOPSIS"You are just my cheap uncle little slut, and you expect me to marry you? What do you take me for? A retarded idiot who enjoys the leftovers of my uncle after he was tired of toying with you?" Henson mocked Evelyn.Evelyn's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe her own eyes that her sweet boyfriend, just a few seconds ago, had transformed into a total stranger she could hardly recognize."What the fuck are you saying? You made me do it? Yo..." She trembled, tears rolling down her cheeks. She could barely breathe.Just then, the door opened, and a smiling pretty lady walked in.Evelyn's eyes widened in shock as she blurted out, "Hannah?"CHAPTER 1Panties and clothes were all over the floor. The bed quaked, and on it, two stark naked lovers— a woman and a man— were entangled in intense pleasure.Their heavy breaths and moans filled the room. The man, Henson, pinned Evelyn's hands over her head and then lowered his head, capturing her lips.While her palms grabbed his bar
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