LANAAt first, I thought I had accidentally entered the male restroom, but then I checked the sign on the doorpost and confirmed it was indeed the female-only restroom. However, my relief quickly turned to dread as a drunken man staggered inside, his eyes lingering on me with an unsettling grin.“Girl, I’ll pay you fifty thousand dollars. Let me have you,” he slurred, his words making my stomach turn.I felt a surge of irritation as I replied, “You’re drunk. Go home and sleep it off.” I tried to move toward the door, but he blocked my path, refusing to step aside. When he reached out to grab me, I dodged him, causing him to stumble.He laughed cynically. “Why act like a virgin when you’re a whore? I’ll give you one hundred thousand dollars. What do you say?”I was furious and smacked his face, warning him, “Don’t spout that nonsense. Get out of my way.”His expression darkened, and he lunged for me again, but I sidestepped him. He lost his balance and fell against the washbasin. Seizi
LANAI was surprised when my mom came home sober. That surprise quickly faded when her face darkened and she muttered, "Those idiots took all my money, claiming I owe them."Hearing that made me wonder what kind of liquor she was drinking. It wasn't the first time she had run into debt, and I wasn’t shocked that Bernardo had stopped mentioning anything about my pay check.Instead, he turned to me, his eyes filled with a feigned concern. "Lana, you must be tired. Why don’t you go to your room and rest?"I saw right through his act; he just wanted me to leave so Mom wouldn’t find out I came home with cash. I started to walk away, but my mom suddenly called out, "You just got back from work, right, Lana?"Before I could answer, Bernardo jumped in. "Yes, she just came back from training. She hasn’t started as a stripper yet; she’s still in training."Mom sneered, "Bernardo, do you think I’m an idiot?"He frowned and shot back, "Why would I call you an idiot? You're the woman I married."I
LANAI wasn’t surprised when Bernardo, my stepfather, hurriedly tried to explain himself. He looked flustered, waving his hands anxiously as he said, “How can I be her boyfriend when I am her father? How is that possible? Think about it!”One of the young man's friends I had offended chimed in, “Chris, this pussy thinks we’re fools.”That was when I learned his name. I stood there in silence, knowing that running away would only make things worse.Chris’s expression darkened as he glared at my dad. He clearly thought Bernardo was trying to pull a fast one. “Whose father follows his daughter, who works as a stripper, to the club?”Bernardo opened his mouth, then closed it, his face turning pale with regret. Even if he had a second mouth, he wouldn’t have been able to explain this mess.He wouldn't have found himself in such a situation if he hadn’t been greedy. Turning to me, he pleaded, “Lana, tell them who I am to you.”I pursed my lips and remained silent. Chris glared at my father
LANAI was jolted awake when my mom burst into the room, her voice a mix of shock and concern. Glancing at the clock, I realized it was already 9 AM, and I was taken aback by how long I had slept.“Oh my God, Bernardo! What happened to you?!” she exclaimed, rushing to the bedside. I leaned against the wall, silently observing, surprised by how caring my mom could be.When Bernardo didn't respond after her repeated questions, she turned to me, her brow furrowed. “Lana, why is your father in a hospital bed?”I shrugged. “I don’t know.”Her eyes narrowed, and she confronted me directly. “Someone told me you were with him when he was admitted to the hospital.”I was momentarily stunned, trying to figure out how she knew. Then I remembered Rose, the neighbor who worked at the hospital and had a knack for spreading gossip.Before I could say anything, Bernardo struggled to shift his position against the wall. Despite his discomfort, he managed to speak. “Lana sent his boyfriend to beat me u
LANAI took the gift bag and returned home with me, after I stopped a taxi, I hopped in and we immediately sped off.On getting home I didn't find my mom, even till dusk that I cooked dinner and also took some to my step-dad who was still in the hospital.His condition has improved, and recently he has become even more annoying and irritating than before.When I opened the ward door he was resting the back on his hand on his clasped fingers, and then whistling, he looked towards me with a smile."Lana, you have been at your best behaviour after you realise that I have recovered perfectly fine, huh?" he said with a smile that wasn't a smile.Only the sight of his smug face disgusted me, and I wasn't in the mood to entertain his arrogance, so I retorted "Mom is out of police custody"When he heard this his eyes widened and he looked dumbfounded, he looked at me doubtfully and replied suspiciously "You are not lying to me, so that you will get away from your previous bad behaviour right?
LANAI reached my breaking point, overwhelmed by my mom’s relentless cursing.“Can you stop it, Mom? What have I ever done to you? Why do you blame me for everything? Will you finally stop when I’m dead?” I shouted, my voice cracking.Tears streamed down my cheeks as I faced her. “Do you think I had a choice about being born? Do you think I would ever choose you as my mother if I could? It hurts so much.”Instead of showing any remorse, she snapped back, “Go to hell! I wouldn’t care if you fell and died!”I stood there, tears flowing, while she muttered angrily to herself. Just then, I noticed Bernardo leaning against the wall, arms crossed.I wasn’t sure how long he had been there, but his expression said it all. He glanced at his watch and then at me, impatience etched on his face. “Time to go, Lana,” he said, turning toward the door without intervening in our argument.I felt foolish for thinking my mom might actually listen or offer support.I turned toward the door and followed B
LANAI ate slowly, and by the time I finished, Pedro had already left. As I stood up from the table, a few women dressed in maid uniforms entered to collect the used plates.Once they were gone, I felt restless sitting on the bed. I got up and walked to the balcony, gazing out at the vast expanse of water as the cruise ship glided smoothly along. The city lights sparkled in the distance, and I lost track of time until I noticed Pedro had joined me, his voice breaking the silence."Enjoying the view?" he asked.My heart raced at his question. I swallowed hard, turning to him. "I do," I replied, my voice trembling.He didn’t respond; instead, we stood in silence for what felt like an eternity. Finally, he said, "Go and sleep. We’ll be leaving at midnight."I turned and headed back inside, lying on the bed. Sleep eluded me, my mind racing with anxiety, so I simply shut my eyes and tried to calm myself.I don’t know how long I was out, but when I opened my eyes, I found Pedro sitting on t
LANAI had never felt so frightened in my entire life. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I pleaded with him anxiously, "Please, don’t do this. I’m scared..."I was in shock when he walked over to his drawer and pulled out a gun. I stopped speaking immediately as he pointed the gun’s muzzle at me.My eyelids trembled, and I felt as though my spirit had left my body.My lips shook as I stared at his expressionless face and the dark muzzle of the gun.“Don’t make me repeat myself,” he said in a deep voice filled with threat and displeasure. “Take off your clothes.”I gulped down the lump in my throat, fear flooding my senses.Without hesitation, I got off the bed and stripped myself naked. He ordered, “Get over here.”I walked over to where he stood.“Take off my trousers,” he instructed.With trembling hands, I undid his belt and pulled down his trousers. He gestured for me to remove his clothes completely, and I complied under his command.Once he was fully undressed, he sat on the sofa a
LANAI turned to my father and spoke quietly, "If you're comfortable with it."His lips curled into a smile as he reassured me, "You don't have to feel restricted around them; they're all good friends."They promised to send the gift boxes to our home, and we returned to the private room to regroup with my mother before leaving together.In the days that followed, Maximum didn’t visit, and my dad didn’t come home either. When I went to see Maximum, I was told he had traveled out of the country.Upon returning home, I ran into my mother. She froze momentarily, then quickly averted her gaze and hurried away.Curious about her behavior since the night she came to my room, I narrowed my eyes. I decided to check on her and found her sitting in front of the dressing mirror, lost in thought, completely unaware of my presence."Mom," I called gently.She jumped slightly, stiffening at the sound of my voice. When she turned to face me, she forced a smile, though her face looked pale. "Lana," s
LANAHe pulled me by the waist and lay on his back. I straddled him, burying myself in him.Feeling his hard dick beneath me, I threw my head back, gasping, as beads of sweat gathered on my face and body.He reached out, grabbing my breast, and said, “Ride me, baby.”That was all I needed to start rocking my waist on him. I placed my hands on his shoulders and bounced up and down.“Yes, you’re so sweet, baby,” I cried out, enjoying the intense feeling of riding him.He grabbed my butt and began lifting me up and down. We continued until I shook, and he groaned loudly, “Umh... uh...”As he emptied himself inside me, his climax triggered my own, and I collapsed on him, spasming.I lay on his chest, catching my breath. We were quiet for a while, and I absentmindedly traced my fingers over his nipple.Then I remembered why I had come to see him.I looked up at his face, where a soft smile played on his lips. He leaned down and kissed me gently, then asked, “What do you want to say?”Takin
LANAWhen I heard my mother’s words, dread washed over me. I looked at her, stunned.“Lana, please listen to me. Don’t marry Maximum,” my mother urged.I shot back stubbornly, “Mom, stop trying to scare me. I will marry him.”Her expression shifted to one of helplessness. Instead of shock at my rejection, she sighed deeply and said, “Don’t regret this in the future.”With that, she got up and left my room. The following days settled into a monotonous routine. Aside from meals and school, nothing noteworthy happened. My mother barely spoke to me, and my father was hardly around.After my college entrance exam, I returned home to find the house unusually full. Maximum, who hadn’t contacted me in weeks, was sitting in the living room with my father, who we rarely saw.“Princess, come over and sit,” my father beckoned.I glanced at Maximum. His face was expressionless, leaving me unsure of his thoughts. Reluctantly, I walked over and sat beside my dad. He asked with genuine concern, “How
LANAWhen I heard my mother's response, I realized she might already know she's being deceived by my father. I couldn't understand why she stayed with him, and her decisions baffled me.She laughed bitterly. "You're so smart, Lana, but you'll never understand," she said quietly.I watched her ascend the stairs, looking defeated. I knew she was hurting, but I had no idea how to comfort her. I felt lost in my own dilemma.I went to my room and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I was completely restless.The next morning, I didn't bother looking for Maximum. I realized my life was a mess.I was caught in a conspiracy I knew nothing about.When I got home, the atmosphere was tense, and the weather was gloomy, hinting at rain. Even the mansion staff looked somber.I walked into the living room with my heart pounding. Although it was empty, my unease didn't fade. I showered, ate, and returned to my room.I was sleeping when my mother woke me. Her face was etched with wor
LANAMy father leaned back in his chair, rubbing his forehead in frustration. He clasped his hands on the table and said, "Lana, you should know your mother comes from the Wilson family. Her background and social status are on a different level. The rich don't care about the poor. You should understand this by now."I fell silent, pondering his words. He continued, "The Wilson family is a nightmare. Your mother didn't care about my background; she was interested in me and our love. That's why I never mentioned my family to her."I recalled what Maximum had said about my dad's feud with the Wilsons and his possible manipulation of my mother. My heart skipped a beat.Dad looked me in the eye and asked, "Lana, you believe me, right?"His eyes were filled with expectation, and I couldn't bring myself to express my doubts. So, I lied, "I trust you, Dad."He nodded, dismissing me with a wave. "You must be tired. Go rest."I got up and left his room, but I couldn't shake off the worry about
LANAHearing Maximum's side of the story, I felt a glimmer of hope that the situation was still salvageable.I let out a breath of relief, but then he turned to me and asked, "Do you believe me, Lana?"There was so much hope in his eyes that I couldn’t bear to let him down. I chose my words carefully. "Look, babe, I've been deceived and fooled all my life. It’s hard for me to accept all this, but I trust that you would never lie to me. You wouldn’t, right?"Maximum smiled, though it was tinged with sadness. "It's okay, Lana. I’ll earn your trust back someday. You should go home now; he might make a move if you stay."I hesitated, reluctant to leave. But his warm smile reassured me. "I will come for you, babe," he said softly.I nodded, turning away with a heavy heart. As I stepped outside, I spotted the driver pacing anxiously. When he saw me, surprise flickered across his face, quickly replaced by composure. "Miss, are you done?" he asked tentatively.I could read between the lines.
LANAI thought that by staying silent and ignoring him, my dad would just leave. Instead, he shut the door and strode over to my bed. He sat down and remained quiet for a while, and I hoped he wouldn’t say anything. But then he broke the silence."Lana," he began, "I know you might suspect me—think I’m behind the kidnapping, that I set up Mark for this."He paused, taking a sharp breath. "I’ll admit, I wanted Maximum dead. But not at the cost of your life. I won’t put you in danger to achieve my goals."My heart raced. I had never expected him to confess that he wanted Maximum dead. I wanted to pretend to sleep, but I couldn’t keep my composure any longer.Then, to my shock, he continued. "I know you’re listening and questioning why I want him gone. He hasn’t told you, but that bastard did something unforgivable. I won’t rest until he pays."I froze at his words, feeling a chill run down my spine. He sneered, "He killed my brother, and he has to die. Goodnight, my princess."In that m
LANAMaximum didn’t finish what he wanted to say, but I could sense his meaning, and it shook me to my core.He turned off the television and walked toward me, pulling me close and kissing my forehead. “Don’t be scared, Lana. I promise I’ll come for you. We’re going to get married.”I looked into his eyes and nodded. “I believe you,” I replied softly.A smile spread across his face, and he kissed my forehead again before saying, “You can leave now.”I felt a wave of reluctance wash over me, but I knew that staying would only provoke my father further. I turned toward the door, glancing back more times than I intended.As I descended the staircase and stepped outside, I was met with a scene of chaos: rows of police cars lined the street, and helicopters hovered above.A small smile tugged at my lips; I never imagined such a grand display was all for my return.My gaze swept over the crowd until I spotted my dad, deep in conversation with someone. When he noticed me, he abruptly halted
LANABefore I could escape, Mark grabbed my arm. I tried to push him away, screaming, "Let go of me!"He turned and slapped me hard across the face, leaving my head buzzing. "If you don't want to get hurt, you'd better cooperate and behave."My ears rang from his fierce warning, and I struggled to keep my eyes open as he dragged me down the mountainside.When I looked around, he was already pulling me into a cave. Armed men with guns surrounded us, and I knew I had to plead for mercy. "Mark, think of your friendship with my dad. Please let me go."He laughed, looking at me with disdain, then ordered his men, "Tie her up."He shoved me to the ground, pain shooting through my body from the impact. I looked at him with resentment, but he ignored me and walked away.Once I regained my senses, I found myself being tied up with ropes. No matter how much I struggled, they easily restrained me and forced me into a corner.I had lost track of time in the dark cave. My body ached, and exhaustio