Ethan's POV I observed Chelsea sitting with Henry, radiating happiness. She laughed at everything he said, and I felt jealousy growing within me. "Idiot, see how she's laughing around him," I muttered aloud in my thoughts, rolling my eyes. The jealousy and anger intensified as she leaned on him, laughing. I wondered, "What is wrong with her?" Irritation was written all over my face. "What's up, man? I noticed you've been staring at your sis with such irritation. Are you jealous?" Ernest remarked. "Do I look like I care who she's with?" I backfired. Our eyes met, and she knew I wasn't happy, but she chose to ignore me. I walked towards them, intending to interrupt whatever they were discussing. "We have to talk," I said, ignoring Henry's presence, but she insisted on staying with him until they finished their conversation. "You should go," Henry finally said after a brief argument between Chelsea and me. Surprisingly, Henry remained calm. I dragged her into the ladies' restroom
Chelsea's POVI saw him bring out the gadget from his pocket, the same gadget he used on me in school.“Ethan, please I don't want this, ” I said, trying to break free from the rope.“ I'm just getting started, ” he said with a sinful grin. He inserted it into my coochie and switched it to full power. I wiggled my waist in pleasure but the pleasure soon turned to torture.“Ethan” I moaned silently. “I don't want this, ”He walked over to me and inserted his fingers inside me and smirked. “Your body is saying quite the opposite”He sauntered out of my room, leaving me stranded like a character in a messed-up drama. I felt like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, wondering if anyone would walk in on this chaotic position. Why was I entangled in this messed-up father-son soap opera? Life suddenly tasted bitter and I hated my life. The notion of vanishing into thin air crossed my mind. I felt so stupid for letting myself loose for Ethan. Tears streamed down, and I couldn't fight it an
Chelsea’s POV After the long day of fun, Vivian drove me back home then drove off. I wanted to go with her but she insisted I go settle things with my mother. I entered the house and sneaked to my room, locking the door from the key lock. When sleep finally drifted me, I heard the sound of the hinges unlocking and saw a huge figure open the door slowly. It was my stepfather, Jason. He locked the door from behind. “look who is back,” he said with a grin playing on his face. I sprung up from my bed, holding the sheets above my chest as I cuddled myself in fear. “what do you want? how did you get my key?” I asked plainly, checking for the nearest escape route. He walked towards me and leaned close for a kiss but I pushed him. “feisty! Mmhm, I like them feisty,” he said with a smile on his face. “I’m not doing this with you,” I said in tears. “yes, you are.” He said, while he climbs the bed. “I will tell my mother,” I said but was shushed by his muscular hand as he pressed my neck.
Chelsea's POV I arrived at school early, hoping to catch a glimpse of Ethan, but he wasn’t in class. Perhaps he went somewhere. After lectures, during the free period, I decided to step outside for some fresh air but found myself grabbed by a strong, manly hand- it was Ethan. “follow me,” he said. “why?” I asked. “just follow me, we need to talk.” Reluctantly, I followed him to an old, abandoned building on the school grounds. “why on earth does he want us to talk here?” I wondered. “Ethan, you know we can talk anywhere else, right?” I said, attempting to reason, but was silenced by his kiss. “why are you avoiding me?” he asked after breaking the kiss. “are you still mad at me?” he added with a smirk. “who said I was avoiding you? We just haven’t crossed paths yet,” I replied sarcastically. “can I go now?” “no, you can’t,” he declared. “yes, I can. I obviously do not have any…” I said, but was silenced once again with a kiss. “Ethan, please stop… I can’t continue to do this
Ethan's POV After a grueling intense sex with Chelsea, she dashed off in a hurry, leaving me puzzled and pondering. Attempting to catch her attention, I called out, only to realize she had vanished into a long distance. What's the deal with her sudden exit? I muttered, fastening my belt with a bemused shake of my head. Brimming with contentment and joy, knowing I had brought her to climax twice. I'm sure she enjoyed our intimate moments, though she was pretending. Entering the classroom, I settled among the guys at the back, and we were talking about last night's football match. As our banter unfolded, I caught Chelsea's gaze. Flashing her a grin and a wink, I sensed her blush and the flutter of butterflies in her stomach. I retrieved my phone and sent her a message: 'I hope you enjoyed it.' The notification lit up her screen. She glanced at the text, swaying her hips but offered no response. As the school day drew to a close, I stood by my car, anticipating Chelsea's emergence so w
Chelsea's POV"Did he just slam the door in my face?" I pondered aloud in my thoughts, tears pooling in my eyes. Heartbroken and devastated, I struggled to make sense of his betrayal. He had referred to me as his plaything. All this time, he knew he had a girlfriend, yet he still came to me. I made my way to my room and slammed the door behind me. A loud sob pushed at my throat, trying to erupt and leave me a sniveling mess of tears and heartbreak but I forced it back. I have had enough of Ethan's constant mixed signals and dismissive attitude towards me which has been taking a toll on my heart. It was time to take control of my own happiness and live my life. The next morning, I woke up feeling determined. After a refreshing shower, I bid my mom goodbye, knowing my step dad's absence meant peace for a while.Stepping into school, I found Vivian beaming with enthusiasm. "You're positively glowing today!" she exclaimed."I've decided to shake things up and ditch the nerdy Chelsea yo
Chelsea's POV I watched him drive off and headed inside the house. Ethan was clearly furious, but I could see him trying to keep his composure. "Chelsea," he called out, but I pretended not to hear him. "I'm calling you," he insisted, grabbing my hand with his strong grip. "Ethan, let me go," I said calmly. He released his grip, and I went straight to my room without saying another word to him. I grabbed my phone and called my best friend Vivian. "Hey, girl," she answered. "Guess what!" I squealed. "You know I don't like guessing games," she replied. "Come on. By the way, where are you?" I asked. "I'm at home," she said. "Okay, Brian dropped me home!" I exclaimed. "Who is Brian?" she asked. "How could you forget? The new kid," I reminded her. "Baby, I'm done bathing," a man's voice sounded over the phone. "I thought you said you were at home," I said, confused. "I'm somewhere like home," she replied with laughter. "Idiot," I teased. "We'll talk tomorrow, bestie," she
Chelsea's POV"No, mama, I'm not going anywhere" he protested, making me feel a mixture of excitement and unease at his seductive tone."Mama," his voice dripped with charm, a term that always stirred something within me, despite my efforts to resist. It always had an effect on me and I kind of loved it. His hand glided from my shoulder to my waist, sending a thrill through my body."Why do you keep avoiding me?" he inquired, his smirk adding to the tension in the room. "What's up with you?" His gaze locked with mine in the dressing mirror, holding me captive with its intensity.I swallowed hard, unable to tear my eyes away as he drew nearer, his presence enveloping me in a tantalizing allure.I felt his lips clash with mine and my eyes opened in horror. I should have pushed him off but I wanted more. We kissed and smooched and I let out a good moan, I suddenly stopped and a disappointed look was written all over my face. I didn't like that I just let him touch me.“Please, you need t