LOGINNELLY:
"Hi, what do you want?" I asked Dave cautiously as I turned off my car engine and peered at him through the window. Dave smiled, giving me a sinister smirk that sent a wave of uneasiness washing over me. He leaned forward, bobbing his head into my car and moving a bit closer to my face as he parted his dark lips and stated, "I was meaning to talk to you, but I didn't have the chance to do that inside the mansion and under the weight of everyone's gaze." I swallowed hard, trying not to inhale sharply as his breath made me nauseous. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol filled my nostrils, and I looked away, taking a sharp intake of breath to steady my erratic heartbeat. "Alright," I managed to reply, keeping my voice calm. I knew Dave was the heir to Raphael Group, the second-largest corporation in Suncrest City. "What do you want? You can see that I'm leaving," I asked, my voice slightly irritated as I gestured towards the car wheels. Dave chuckled darkly as I glanced at his face. He peered down at my chest, his eyes as hungry as a predator's, as he whispered, "What I want is your V-card. I heard you're still a virgin since you don't have a boyfriend, and no man wants a chubby girl like you." "What?" I gasped, feeling utterly humiliated. If Dave wasn't the heir to Raphael Group, I could have landed a hot, resounding slap on his handsome, smug face. "Do you believe everything your sister tells you? Who told you that I'm still a virgin? My sex life is none of your business. So keep away from me, Mr. Raphael. I would appreciate it if you didn't broach this topic with me again. Otherwise, I'll be forced to report you to my dad." "You..." Dave's expression darkened at my threat. "Do you think your father can stop me? Once I give the order, no man will agree to marry you." "Fine. I don't care about that. But I'll never have anything to do with you. Don't forget, intimate relationships between family members are prohibited. Since Elena is getting married to my stepbrother, you're my brother-in-law now. So I can never date you!" I voiced out, and Dave's expression darkened. "We shall see about that!" He turned and strode off just as I heard the sounds of footsteps and voices approaching the parking lot. Elena's voice cut through the air once she saw her older brother moving away from my car. Her expression darkened when our gazes locked. She was clinging to Rowan's arm as though she couldn't afford to part from him. The sight of them together made my blood boil, and my mood plummeted, especially as I remembered Dave's disgusting proposal to sleep with me. What did Dave take me for? A cheap hoe who was desperate for a man's attention? I wasn't extremely plus-sized like they made me out to be. I was only thick and full-figured, with large breasts and a full, round ass. But they regarded me as though I were three times my actual size. Before I could ignite the car and drive off to the Royal Resort, where Elena had booked a party to celebrate her engagement to Rowan, I heard her loud voice asking her brother, "Dave, what were you doing with Nelly? I caught you peeking your head into her car. Is something going on between you two?" As I peered at Rowan's face, his brows furrowed deeply, as though he didn't approve of what he heard. His jaw tightened as he ran his tongue over his teeth. "No. What nonsense are you spluttering, Elena? I was only asking Nelly if she would attend the club party and whether she would get along with you." "Is that so?" Elena asked, her brows knitted as she peered at me. I ignored her, started my small black car, and drove off, as I didn't want to waste any more minutes with them. I felt disgusted by Dave's proposal to sleep with me. His threat to prevent me from getting married made my jaw tighten. I fixed my gaze on the road as I drove out of the Raphaels' mansion. My Mercedes-Benz A-Class was given to me by my stepfather as my 23rd birthday gift. I cherished it and loved everything about the car, as it was my first ride. I decided to ignore Elena. She was Rowan's fiancée now, so what could I do? I drew a sharp breath, turned up the soft music in the car, and focused on driving towards the Royal Resort to end the events of the day. Upon my arrival at the Imperial Five-Star Clubhouse, I drove my car into the parking lot and got out. After showing my invitation card, the security guard allowed me to enter, and a staff member showed me to the all-inclusive resort area where the engagement party would take place. Most of my coursemates had arrived, all eager to welcome Elena and Rowan. They smiled and watched me walk towards them as the pool seemed to glow with a blue hue, with colourful lights illuminating the place. "Welcome, Nelly Collins. It's an honour to meet you again," most of my old coursemates said. Not many of them knew I was related to Rowan. I used my mother's surname at school since I was little. Even after she married Rowan's father, Harry Santiago, who was a powerful Mafia Don, whose name commanded respect, I continued using it. I felt honoured to live with them, but I couldn't use their surname. It carried immense pressure that I didn't want. I continued using my mother's surname to avoid attracting unwanted attention. "Thank you, all," I managed to reply. Just then, my best friend, Maeve Johnson, rushed forward to meet me. She was tall and fair-skinned, with long black hair that cascaded down her back. She wore a dazzling red dress that shimmered under the moonlight, paired with black high-heeled shoes. "Nelly!" Maeve exclaimed, rushing to envelop me in a warm hug. "I thought you weren't going to come, given that Elena and you aren't close," she whispered into my ear, and I chuckled sadly. "Why wouldn't I come? That would give Elena the chance to ridicule me even more," I replied, laughing, and Maeve chuckled slightly. "You're right. Guess what?" she asked, her eyes glinting with interest as we stood aside, waiting for the couple to arrive. "What? You know that I'm not a good guesser," I replied, meeting her gaze, and her lips curled into a smile. "Just guess!" Maeve asked, clutching my hands gently. I racked my brain, trying to figure out what was getting her so excited. Maeve and I studied software engineering together. "Um, I don't know. Did you get a job, or did you find a new boyfriend?" I asked amidst the soft music playing. "Yep!" Maeve squealed. "I got the internship at Santiago Group. I'm starting on Monday," she said excitedly. Now, I understood her excitement. She was the only one I'd shared the information with about Rowan Santiago being my stepbrother, since Elena mostly bragged about becoming his wife to rub it in our faces and make other girls jealous. "Congratulations, bestie!" I pulled Maeve into a quick hug. Her rosy perfume scent softened the tension in my heart. "I should be thanking you more, Nelly. If you hadn't advised me to give it a go, I wouldn't have thought I was capable enough to land an internship in such a big corporation," she said, wiping the tears that streamed down her cheeks. "It's fine. We'll be together there," I replied, since I was interning there, too. I didn't want to, but Mom insisted as payback for living off Harry's money. Besides, he supported my education despite not being my real father. It was the only way I could show my gratitude. I had to work in the company's coding department and help build Santiago Group into the number-one tech company in Suncrest City. Just then, loud cheers erupted as everyone welcomed Elena and Rowan. They arrived hand in hand. Elena had changed out of her long black dress. Now, she wore a slim-fitting red dress that hugged her slender figure. She was very slim, if not thin, despite her sharp tongue. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back, and diamond earrings and a necklace adorned her neck. She walked proudly beside Rowan, and I heard the whispers of some of our colleagues. "Wow! Elena is so lucky. I cannot believe she's becoming the new hostess of the Santiago family," Lora said, her tone wistful. Another one chirped, "This is my first time seeing Rowan Santiago, the new CEO of Santiago Group. I cannot believe this is real. I feel honoured to be invited to this engagement ceremony," Maria said. She was one of our other classmates, too. I rolled my eyes at their dreamy comments. If only they knew how cold and ruthless Rowan was, they wouldn't be fawning over him.ROWAN:The sound of heavy footsteps ascending the stairs reached my ears. As I spun around and stared away from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Nelly climbed the last flight of stairs and entered the sitting room to meet me. Her steps were slow, reluctant, like she feared what I wanted to do to her.She had intentionally taken the stairs instead of riding in the elevator to get this done with.I met her nervous gaze as I stood there beside the floor-to-ceiling windows.“Sit.” I gestured to the black leather chair across from me as I moved away from the window and walked into the sitting room.The atmosphere grew hot as Nelly moved swiftly and perched on a black couch. Her large brown eyes fixated on me, and I moved over to the coffee table and picked up the packet of medicine I had rushed over to the store to buy, as well as a bottle of water. I wanted to make sure she took care of it.Then I stepped closer to her, stilling myself to avoid inhaling more of her lemon fragrance. I gently
ROWAN:Damn it. My fist clenched so hard as I returned to my sitting room to wait for Nelly. I still couldn’t believe what had happened between us the previous night.I was drunk, and I let my guard down and lost myself.Why didn’t she stop me?When I awoke in my room, I found myself naked on the bed and covered with the duvet.My head pounded with a throbbing pain, and I sprang up to get dressed.It was 7 a.m. on the clock, and what shocked me the most was the red stain on my bed as I moved out of it.The events of the previous night rolled into me in waves as I recollected the moment I had requested Nelly take me home—before we ended up in my room and I grabbed her and kissed her lips.I pressed my eyes shut to ward off those incredible memories as I quickly got down from the bed and went into the bathroom to have my bath.Once I finished bathing, I moved into my closet and picked up the clothes I wanted. I wore my black shirt and trousers, and I set off to find any pharmaceutical s
NELLY:The next morning, the sound of someone knocking on my door startled me.I swiftly climbed out of the bed, and my eyes flew to the wall clock. I gasped. 9 a.m. I had overslept, just after getting exhausted from the previous night’s events.My heart pounded faster, wondering who I would meet at the door.Sweat coated my palms, but I nervously drew a shaky breath and moved to unlock the door.“Nelly!” My mother’s concerned voice came from behind the door. “Nelly, are you in there?” She banged on the door once more, shaking the handle.“Yes, Mom. I just woke up,” I replied, my voice growing anxious.Had she found out? Did she know what happened between Rowan and me the previous night?I shakily swung the door open and Mom stood there, fully dressed in a new black dress that clung to her skin like a second skin. Her face was made up with bright makeup. Her lips were painted red with lip gloss. A beautiful set of golden earrings and a necklace covered her collarbone and ears.“Nelly?
NELLY:Rowan didn’t slow down his movements. His body pressed against mine on the bed. His cọck slammed deeply into my wet core. His moan filled my ears. “Mine.”I arched my hips, meeting each and every one of his deep thrusts. It felt so good that I shut my eyes, seeing stars and wonders, as my body responded to his.Rowan’s lips came down on mine, his lips locking with mine and claiming mine as his cock thrust in and out of me.“Mine,” the words escaped his lips with each relentless movement. I moaned in between kisses and pleasure.Soon, exhaustion consumed him and he slowed down, groaning against my ear. I hadn’t climaxed yet. I still wanted more of him. He couldn’t leave me hanging.So I pushed him over on the bed, climbed over him, and continued from where we stopped.How could he leave me unsatisfied? His eyelids parted slightly to stare at my face. His brows furrowed like he didn’t approve of what I was about to do. But I didn’t care.Once I sat over him, I guided his length t
NELLY:I inhaled sharply as my fingers trembled to unbuckle Rowan’s coat.Rowan lay back on the bed, too drunk to sit properly.I had to climb on top of him, my body becoming instantly aware as I realised just where I was sitting.My hips had settled on his thighs, my round buttocks rubbing his crotch, just saved by the soaked black dress I wore.This wasn’t supposed to be happening. Probably it was a dream. But blinking my eyes and unlocking them, Rowan was still staring at my face with his dreamy blue eyes now softening.“What’s taking you so long, Nelly? Do you like the view?” Rowan inquired, his deep voice teasing me.Coughing slightly, I fumbled to find an explanation. “No. I…” I bit my lower lip to stop myself from uttering any words.I fixated my gaze on unbuttoning his shirt. Once I pulled it apart, I was struck by the sight that hit me. A firm, masculine chest.“Oh my…” I nearly gasped out, seeing the formidable six-pack abs that greeted me. Rowan had a private gym; the reaso
NELLY:"Search in my coat pocket. You will see the key," Rowan said flatly, still clinging to me.The air thickened with unspoken tension. I wanted to ask him why he hated the thought of me calling him brother. We were step-siblings. After thirteen years of growing up in the same house together, shouldn't we let bygones be bygones?Where had I ever wronged Rowan? What did I do that made him hate me? Did my mother do something to Rowan, and he decided to transfer that hatred to me? Since my mother was now his father's legal wife, perhaps he couldn't stand it.Since Rowan couldn't take out his anger on my mother, he had decided to use me as his pawn and scapegoat to get his revenge.My throat tightened. My breathing became ragged and laboured.My hands fumbled as I searched for the key. Since Rowan was awake and could hear me, why not bring out his room key himself? Why did he have to allow me to touch him and search his coat?Every time my hand brushed against his coat, my muscles tigh







