LOGIN“So the man you were talking about back then...” Ethan’s voice sounded low and full of anger, “was my Daddy?”
Aurora froze. Her wrist was still trapped in Ethan’s grip, which felt tighter with every passing second. The pain began spreading up to her elbow, but Aurora did not try to pull away. She only stared at Ethan silently while trying to steady her uneven breathing. The look in his eyes was truly different now. There was no longer the warmth that used to make Aurora feel safe. All that remained was anger and hatred. “Answer me!” Ethan suddenly shouted, making Aurora’s shoulders tense reflexively. Aurora closed her eyes for a moment. Her chest felt so tight that it was hard to breathe normally. She knew sooner or later this moment would come. Ethan would never stay silent after seeing her arrive at this mansion with Richard. Slowly, Aurora lifted her head again. Her eyes met Ethan’s. She forced a small smile onto her lips. A smile that somehow felt even more painful. “Don’t you already know the answer?” she said softly. Ethan’s jaw immediately hardened. “I’m asking one more time.” His voice became even colder. “That richer man... was my Daddy?” Aurora could clearly see the veins on Ethan’s neck beginning to show from holding back his emotions. His breathing sounded heavy while his eyes kept staring at Aurora as if hoping she would say everything was a lie. But Aurora could not. She could not destroy Ethan’s hatred toward her now. If Ethan found out the real reason they broke up... everything would only become far more complicated. Aurora finally smiled faintly again even though her throat hurt. “Of course.” Bang. Ethan immediately shoved Aurora’s hand aside roughly until her body stumbled and hit the small table beside the bed. “Ah!” Aurora winced in pain. But Ethan did not care at all. The man instead laughed softly in anger while shaking his head slowly in disbelief. “Crazy...” he muttered quietly. “I really loved you back then.” Aurora bit her lower lip hard. “You know what disgusts me the most?” Ethan continued while stepping closer again. “I kept trying to deny your reason for breaking up with me.” Aurora quickly lowered her head before her tears fell in front of Ethan. “I thought maybe back then you had another reason.” Ethan laughed sarcastically. “But it turns out you really are that cheap of a woman.” Those words felt like a knife slowly stabbing into Aurora’s chest. But she remained silent. Because that was exactly what Ethan had to think. “I hate you, Rory.” Ethan’s voice sounded much softer now, yet somehow even more painful. “You’re the cruelest woman I’ve ever known.” Aurora held her trembling breath. Ethan grabbed her shoulders roughly again before shoving her body away. Aurora lost her balance and fell onto the floor. But Ethan only stared at her coldly for a few seconds before turning around and leaving. Bang. The bedroom door slammed shut. And that sound finally shattered Aurora’s defenses completely. Her tears immediately fell uncontrollably. Aurora covered her face with both hands while crying softly. Her shoulders shook violently, while her chest hurt so much it became difficult to breathe. “I’m sorry...” she whispered weakly between sobs. “I’m sorry, Ethan...” She squeezed her eyes shut tightly while holding back her cries. “It’s better if you hate me like this...” Because if Ethan found out the real truth, the man would probably destroy himself for Aurora all over again. And Aurora did not want that to happen. She only hoped all of this was a nightmare. A nightmare that would disappear when she opened her eyes. But the pain in her wrist felt far too real to be called a dream. Meanwhile, upstairs in the mansion, Ethan slammed his bedroom door so hard that the frame hanging near the wall trembled. “Shit!” Bang! The table lamp immediately crashed onto the floor after being swept away by his rough hand. Ethan paced back and forth while running his fingers through his hair in frustration. His chest rose and fell unevenly, while his mind felt so crowded it was close to exploding. He still could not believe Aurora was involved with his father. Ethan kicked the chair near the table until it flipped over. “Damn it!” The sound of his heavy breathing filled the spacious room. Fortunately, the mansion’s walls were thick enough that no sound escaped outside. Otherwise, the whole house might already know he was losing control right now. Ethan roughly pulled open the desk drawer before taking out his wallet. His hand stopped for a moment when he saw a small photo tucked inside. Aurora’s photo. An old picture from when they went to the summer festival last year. In the photo, Aurora was laughing while holding cotton candy, with sweet cream smeared on the tip of her nose. Ethan had always carried that photo everywhere he went. But now, seeing that face only made his emotions even more chaotic. “I was really stupid...” he muttered hoarsely. Ethan stared at the photo for a very long time before finally crushing it tightly in his hand. “I hate you even more now, Rory.” The photo paper immediately tore apart in his hand. The next morning, Aurora woke up with a heavy head and swollen eyes from crying all night. She did not even realize when she had finally fallen asleep. But the sound of knocking on the door made Aurora quickly sit upright. Knock knock knock. “Young Madam, may we come in?” Aurora frowned in confusion. Before she could answer, the bedroom door slowly opened. And Aurora immediately froze when she saw almost six maids entering while carrying various large boxes and expensive clothes hanging on racks. “What is all this...?” Aurora muttered softly. One of the maids smiled politely. “Mr. Richard asked us to prepare everything for you.” Aurora could only stare in disbelief as expensive dresses began to be displayed on the sofa. Soft colors, shiny satin fabrics, branded high heels, even velvet-lined jewelry boxes were opened one by one. Aurora felt as if she were looking at a walking boutique. “This is too much...” she said softly. “There’s still more, Young Madam,” the maid answered casually. Aurora immediately swallowed hard. She had never even touched things this expensive before. One of the maids approached while carrying a diamond necklace that made Aurora reflexively step back a little. “May we help you get ready?” Aurora was still too stunned to refuse. Thirty minutes later, Aurora stood stiffly in front of a large mirror wearing a simple white dress that still looked expensive on her body. Her long hair was styled softly, while the light makeup made her face look far more mature. Aurora almost did not recognize herself. The door was knocked on again. This time, Richard entered. The man wore a dark gray suit with a black tie, looking neat and far too handsome for a man his age. His gaze immediately stopped on Aurora. “You’re beautiful,” he finally said. Aurora immediately lowered her head uncomfortably. Richard slowly walked closer while observing Aurora’s appearance from head to toe. “That dress suits you.” “Thank you...” Aurora answered softly. Richard smiled faintly before glancing at the maids. “You may leave.” All the maids immediately lowered their heads before leaving the room. Now only Aurora and Richard remained. For some reason, that made Aurora nervous again. Richard stood in front of her for a few seconds before slowly lifting Aurora’s chin. “Why are your eyes swollen?” he asked. Aurora reflexively avoided his gaze. “It’s nothing, I just didn’t sleep well.” Richard looked at her as if he knew Aurora was lying, but he did not press the matter further. “Alright.” His voice became calm again. “You have to accompany me to a morning banquet.” Aurora immediately lifted her head quickly. “A banquet?” Richard nodded casually. “Yes. Is there a problem?” Aurora’s heart instantly dropped. “Isn’t it too fast?” she asked softly in disbelief. “Of course.” “But...” Aurora nervously gripped the edge of her dress. “I’m not used to attending events like that.” The man stepped slightly closer while fixing a strand of Aurora’s hair that had fallen near her cheek. “You’ll get used to it later.” Aurora held her breath when Richard’s perfume filled her senses. “Starting today,” Richard continued calmly, “everyone has to know that you belong to me.”The clock on the corridor wall of the mansion ticked like a time bomb ready to explode in Ethan's head. It was nine in the evening, and the door to his father's master bedroom remained tightly shut. Ethan paced back and forth in front of his own room with irregular steps, his hands occasionally running through his increasingly disheveled hair. The passing servants only bowed respectfully, assuming their Young Master was pondering the piling corporate affairs of the company. No one knew that behind that cold face, a fire of jealousy was burning away his sanity.Ethan decided to check the situation. He approached the door of Richard's room, opening it just a fraction—only enough for one eye to peer inside. The sight within froze him, his blood seemingly ceasing to flow.On the grand bed, Aurora appeared curled up small within Richard's embrace. His father's sturdy arm was wrapped protectively around the woman's waist, while Rory's face rested against Richard's chest. They looked like th
The roar of the luxury car's engine as it pulled into the courtyard of the Calloway mansion that afternoon sounded like the beat of war drums in Aurora's ears. She stood in front of the large mirror in her bedroom one last time, making sure the collar of her oversized shirt was high enough to conceal the masterpiece of foundation covering her neck. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out and descended the cold marble staircase.Downstairs, the scene looked both harmonious and ironic. Richard walked in with the support of his black wooden cane, with Hugo attentively following behind him. Nana, already dressed in an emerald silk gown, immediately rushed over to embrace her husband, wearing the most worried expression she could muster."Oh, Richard! Thank goodness you're home," Nana said as she gently stroked Richard's arm.Richard only smiled faintly, his eyes immediately drifting toward the staircase. That was when Aurora appeared. Dressed in dark blue jeans that hugged her legs perfectl
The afternoon sun, now beginning to descend toward the west, illuminated the white pillars of the Calloway mansion as the car carrying Aurora stopped in front of the main entrance. Aurora took a deep breath and straightened her cream-colored outfit, which still felt stiff against her skin, trying to appear as calm as possible despite the frantic pounding of her heart.As soon as the car door opened, Claire was already standing there with her usual warm smile.“Good afternoon, Young Madam. Just got back from college?” Claire asked as she helped take Aurora’s handbag. “You look much more refreshed now. Your assignments must have gone well.”Aurora forced a faint smile, feeling as though a thorn were lodged in her throat every time she had to lie.“Yes, Claire. Thankfully, everything went smoothly. I’m exhausted, so I’m going straight to my room to freshen up before Richard gets home.”“Of course, Madam. Oh, by the way, Mr. Richard called earlier. He’s on his way home. I’ll prepare some
The two o’clock afternoon sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains of the apartment, casting light upon the dust particles dancing in the air. The fresh scent of sandalwood soap lingered on Aurora’s body after her shower. She sat motionless in front of the vanity table while Ethan stood behind her, holding a softly humming hair dryer. Ethan’s long, sturdy fingers slipped through Aurora’s black hair, massaging her scalp with movements so gentle, a stark contrast to the wildness they had shared just a few hours earlier.Aurora glanced at the phone lying on the table. A text message notification from Richard appeared on the screen.«Richard: Rory, good news. The doctor has allowed me to go home this afternoon at five. I'll head straight to the mansion. See you at home, Darling.»Aurora’s heart sank.“Richard is coming home at five this afternoon,” she murmured softly, almost inaudible beneath the sound of the hair dryer.Ethan switched off the device in his hand, and silence in
Without letting Aurora answer, Ethan pulled out his two fingers and replaced them with his own which had been perfectly erect since earlier. In one powerful thrust that directly pierced to the base, Aurora screamed loudly. Her hands immediately stretched upward, pulling Ethan’s hair tightly to find a grip amidst the sudden shaking. Ethan moved with a rhythm that was much more agile and powerful than this morning. This was his revenge because he felt "used" while he was sleeping earlier. He paced his movements on top of the desk, making the objects on top of it—the laptop, piles of papers, and writing utensils—vibrate and become messy. "Ah... Ethan... faster..." Aurora babbled, her consciousness beginning to evaporate. Ethan’s free hand squeezed Aurora’s breast which was still hidden behind the fabric of her dress. Feeling that the fabric obstructed her pleasure, Aurora with frustrated movements unbuttoned her dress and let the clothes slide down to her waist. She also unhooked he
The atmosphere of the apartment, which was previously quiet, was suddenly disturbed by the chiming sound of the private elevator stopping on the top floor. Audrey stepped out neatly, wearing a navy blue blazer suit and carrying a leather folder containing the quarterly report she had promised. She glanced at her smartwatch; it was exactly ten o'clock in the morning. As promised, she returned to ensure her boss did not die of loneliness in the midst of this luxury.However, as soon as the front door opened soundlessly, the silence inside the room felt different—it felt heavier and carried a foreign scent. Audrey walked toward the master bedroom with steps deliberately slowed so as not to startle Ethan."Boss? I've brought the files—"Audrey’s sentence cut off in mid-air. Her eyes widened, and the folder in her hand almost dropped. The sight on top of the bed was like a hard slap to her sanity. Ethan was fast asleep in a supine position, without a single thread covering the lower half o
Aurora still felt awkward as Richard held her hand while leading her down the mansion stairs. The man’s fingers were warm and calm, a complete contrast to Aurora’s heart, which had been beating uncomfortably inside her chest the entire time. The white dress she wore felt far too expensive for her o
The man’s steps stopped right in the middle of the staircase.His gaze, which had initially been flat, slowly turned sharp as he recognized Aurora’s face. His jaw tightened, while the hand that had casually rested in his pocket slowly clenched into a fist.“Aurora...?” he muttered softly, almost in
Aneta’s cries echoed throughout the house as two large men approached Aurora. The woman immediately hugged her daughter tightly until Aurora almost lost her balance.“Don’t go... Mom is begging you, Rory.” Aneta’s voice trembled violently. “We’ll find another way. Mom will do any kind of work.”Aur
The half-open front door slammed hard as Aurora rushed inside, her breath coming fast. Her college bag fell carelessly to the floor the moment her eyes caught the state of the living room. A flower vase lay shattered beside the sofa, the drawers of the table were left open in a mess, and even the f







