Prologue

When my mom told me that she will have her new husband, when I saw the spark in her eyes while talking about him, I don't know, that day I'm the happiest daughter in the solar system. I want to throw a party to celebrate her win.

I always dream of a happy family for my Mom, because when I was just a kid, I witnessed how she cried for the death of my father. I want to cry too, but I can't because she needs someone to lean on. I need to be strong for both of us because we can't be weak.

Her new husband is kind, even though I'm not ready for her daughter he treats me as truly his. I never felt as if he didn't want me. He's even by my side most of the time instead of his son. He's more in favor of me than him.

But his son, he's a total opposite of him.

“I want you, Moissanite. You understand? I want you and you're just mine.”

If his dad is soft and gentle, he is possessive and aggressive. He wants everything that he wants to own will be his…including me.

And I became his willing possession.

I will always give up on his kiss, his touch, and every sweet word I will hear from him.

Tonight, he's here in my room again. I should push him out but I wouldn't do it because I like his presence. I love the idea that he's here again. I will hear his sensual voice again.

He lay down on my side and started smelling my straight long hair. All I do is bite my lower lip to prevent any reaction from coming out.

“Your smell alone can turn me on already,” he said and started kissing my cheeks. “You're so sweet and tempting, Moissanite.”

I will always lose my strength and I will always forget every reason that I told myself why I can't be with him everytime I will feel his soft lips on my skin.

He's supposed to be my brother, but here we are lustfully looking at each other. Here he is touching every inch of me.

He carried me as if I didn't weigh anything and put me in his lap. I'm now facing him while my both legs are on his side and sitting on him. I can already feel his bulge touching my entrance even though we are still fully dressed. He started kissing me and all I do is respond to it with the same intensity.

Every touch of his lips will bring an electricity on my body that makes me crazy. I will always react to him so easily even if I try to stop it.

His hand makes its way to my body and moves to my bra to unhook it. He excitedly pressed his big hands on my boobs the time it showed up. His kisses also went down to my jaw and to my neck, then he sucked a part of it. I'm still chasing my breath when he removes my night dress and immediately devours my boob. I just moaned when I felt the heat of his mouth on my skin. He played on it and he's as if pleased with how I react to him. He's proud that he can easily make me his, willingly.

His hand once again travelled on my body and it found the waist bond of my short shorts and panty. He removed all of them at once while looking at me with a smirk. He started touching me down there while his mouth was back on my boob and busy doing his business there. He will simultaneously do it from my left breast to right.

I moaned with pleasure when he inserted his finger in my entrance. He started pulling it out and pushing it in again at a slow pace trying to tease me.

“Ugh, fuck it, Vance, make it faster!” I demanded.

He let go of my boob and looked at my face with his signature smirk. “You want it faster, huh?” he asked playfully and I just rolled my eyes.

He made it faster and sucked my boob again while his other hand started massaging the other one.

“How many rounds do you want for tonight, hmmm?” he lustfully whispered in my ear when he went up to kiss it.

“Ugh, ugh,” I can't formulate any word anymore because of what his expert finger is doing to me, it's pushing it way further to my entrance and moving rotational inside me. “Fuck, ugh, Vance!”

“Answer, sweetheart,” he demanded while slowly kissing my cheek and roughly moving his finger inside me.

“Ugh, ugh, fuck you, Vance!” I shouted at him annoyingly but it still blocked my irrepressible loud moan because I'm now going crazy because of what he's doing with my every sensitive part.

“We're already doing it, sweetheart. Your moan is even uncontrollable.” He smirks and presses his lips on mine until we're already kissing each other intensely. “Now, I need your answer,” he asked after our long kiss.

“U-up t-ugh, ugh! Fuck it, ugh, just do what you ugh want, ugh!” I answered while my pleasured moan.

He smirks out of satisfaction and surely is not done yet on teasing me—not until I lost my patience.

“I need something specific, sweetie,” he playfully demanded. He even slowed his pace and waited for my answer.

I rolled my eyes on him but he just kissed me quickly because of it. “F-four rounds will do,” I answered and looked away.

“Hmm, let me think about it,” he teasingly said and pulled out his finger before taking out his shaft, never hiding his smirk and lust. “Let's start the four rounds that you want before they notice us. No worries, your room and mine are both sound proof, they will not hear us. That means, we can moan as loud as we want to.”

He started entering it on me and all I can respond is my pleasured moan.

He's addictive—his touches, his kisses, his every move, his voice, everything about him.

We can do whatever we want to but just in the dark, because when they saw how we roughly fucked up with each other, that's the time when our lustful love will end up.

“Who's the father, Moissanite?” my mom asked angrily when she saw the pregnancy test in my room that I forgot to discard.

We never expected that this would happen. We're careful enough, but still nabuntis pa rin ako.

“Vance, why didn't you take care of her? Why you let your sis—”

“We're not siblings, Dad, and I'm the father. I'm the one who made Moissanite pregnant. I'll take my responsibility, I will marry her and we will take care of our child,” Vance bravely answered, which shocked everyone in the room and even my jaw dropped because of it.

“W-what? Vance, what did you just say?" My mom was so shocked by what she just heard.

“We love each other, so our baby is not accidental, we both want it. We both love it, we—”

He didn't finish his speech when his father aggressively punched him. He lost his balance and fell on the floor.

“Stay away from him, Moi!” I stopped immediately when Tito Vunce shouted before I could ever reach Vance. “What did you do, Vance, huh? Fuck everyone around but not Moi, she's supposed to be your sister!”

“You know that she's not my sister and I will never see her as my sister. Tell me, Dad, how can I treat her as a sister if I'm dreaming of being her groom someday? Dad, you just married her mother but it doesn't mean that she's already my mother, too. It doesn't mean that Moissanite is already your daughter. Dad, why can't I love her? Am I forbidden to love? Am I a bad son just because I want the daughter of my father's wife? Am I a bad guy because I loved her?”

“Vance, you're free to love, but why my child? Why my daughter? Why do you need to ruin her and make her pregnant?”

“Mom, I want everything that happened between us. Can you please stop blaming Vance for whatever happened to me? He didn't force me, he didn't rape me, I willingly make love with him. Mom, I love hi—”

“Fuck it, Moissanite Red! Can you hear yourself? Do you understand what you've been saying? What do you think the people will think about us, huh? That we let our children create a family inside our family? That our family is dirty and disgusting? Mom angrily shouted in our face.

“It's not dirt, Tita. Is it already called immorality when in fact you just fall in love?" Vance asked with his furrowed brows, and his hands were in fist. “We loved each other and for you it's disgusting?”

“So, you think it's not, Vance? Fuck it!” Mom problematically asked him. “Abort that child.”

Vance and I immediately shook our heads because of what my Mom said.

I will never kill my child just because the society wouldn't accept us.

“I'll contact my friend who is practicing abortion. She's safe. We will get rid of that immediately tomorrow.”

My tears fell instantly because of the seriousness of my mom's voice. She's really sure of it.

How can she do it to my child? How can he do this to her own grandchild? How can she do this to me? To her own daughter? She's so cruel. Vance and I just loved each other but we never thought that this would be the cost of our love.