LANAI stiffened and turned around, only to see Bernardo had stopped following me and was walking away.“Who?” I shouted after him.He turned, spread his arms as if to say something, then casually resumed his departure. Frustration bubbled within me, but there was nothing I could do about his refusal to answer.I jogged for ten minutes but gave up, unable to shake Bernardo’s cryptic words from my mind. Restlessness gnawed at me.When I dressed for work, it was the first time I arrived earlier than anyone else; the cleaners were shocked to see me.Soon, the manager arrived and teased, “Lana, dreaming about the bar?”I forced a smile. Throughout the day, I kept myself busy, not taking a break, surprising everyone with my enthusiasm as I even helped them with their tasks.At noon, two men in black suits entered the bar, and my heart sank. Anxiety washed over me as they approached the counter where I was serving customers.“Lana, right?” one of them asked.“Yes,” I replied, my voice shaky
LANAI opened my eyes and craned my neck to see Maximum standing behind me. His arm was wrapped around my waist, and surprisingly, I felt no discomfort in his embrace."Maximum, you're holding my woman," Pedro said, his voice icy, his eyes blazing with fury.I felt Maximum lean in and nibble my neck, a sensation that sent shivers down my spine. I leaned into him, craving more of that warmth."She doesn’t seem to agree with you," Maximum replied, pausing his playful teasing.Pedro clenched his fists and lowered his gun, narrowing his eyes as he warned, "Why protect a whore? She’s up for sale. Is it wise to make an enemy…?"Maximum cut him off coldly, "One more word, and your corpse won’t make it to New York."I was taken aback by the power behind his words; Pedro stood there, seething but silent. I glanced at Maximum, intrigued by the strength that could silence a mafia boss. He simply smiled and said, "Darling, let’s go home."My cheeks flushed at his endearing words. He often seemed
LANAWhen I saw his face, I was rendered speechless. My eyes widened in disbelief as I blinked twice, wondering if what I was seeing was real.His lips curled into a smirk, and he chuckled before asking, "Why are you speechless?"The corners of my mouth twitched. It was only natural to be at a loss for words when my expectations had been completely shattered. Why on earth did a man have such a stunningly beautiful face?Clearing my throat, I finally managed to say, "You’re really pretty."He sighed ruefully and pulled a mask over his face. I was left searching for words. Was he embarrassed by his looks?"That’s why I always wear a mask," he explained, standing up. "Men always hit on me."He turned and walked toward the door, and I tensed, worried I’d upset him. "Are you mad at me?"He paused and glanced back, shaking his head. "No, I’m not. Goodnight."Then he opened the door and left. Once he was gone, I made my way to the kitchen, realizing just how hungry I was. I devoured a big pl
LANAI looked around the room, searching for my handbag so I could make a call, but I couldn’t find it. Frustrated, I leaned against the wall and sat down, lost in deep thought.The creaking sound of the door caught my attention, and I got to my feet. My legs shook, and I struggled to maintain my balance.Before I could steady myself, Bernardo walked into the cell room, wearing a smile that wasn’t really a smile.“Hey, Lana! Why are your legs trembling so much? Are you having an orgasm while thinking about me?” he asked with a smirk.I felt a wave of disgust churn in my stomach at his crude comment. I took a deep breath, trying to keep my composure as I stared at him.“What do you want?” I asked coldly. He looked at me and laughed, a chilling sound.He slipped a hand into one of his pockets and then looked at me silently for a moment before sneering. “Lana, you didn’t realize where you are and the situation you’re in. Let me tell you: you are now a slave—a complete slave without right
LANAI was terrified, knowing that Pedro was a brutal and ruthless man. If he bought me, my life would be in grave danger.Suddenly, another voice rang out, "Twenty-five million dollars!"More bids followed, each one making my anxiety spiral. Pedro was outbidding everyone, and my panic grew. Then, a calm voice cut through the chaos, "One hundred million dollars."My racing heart suddenly steadied, leaving me confused. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place it. Just as I was trying to figure it out, the auctioneer declared, "The winner of the bid is M."As my cage was lifted away, a wave of weakness washed over me, and before I could process what was happening, I blacked out.When I finally opened my eyes, I found myself sleeping on a bed that felt incredibly comfortable. The bedding was all white, and my head on the pillow had given me a wonderful dream.As I continued to enjoy the feeling of having a peaceful sleep, I suddenly remembered that I had been sold to someone. Pan
LANAHe pinned my arms above my head and locked his gaze with mine. With a devilish smirk, he parted my legs with his hand and sniffed me."You smell so good," he said, leaning forward to kiss my neck. I couldn't lie still; I tried to move, but he warned me, "Don't move."My chest heaved with longing in my eyes.He nibbled on my neck and took his time exploring my body. As he fondled my breasts and teased my nipples, he lowered his hand and began to undress me. I was so aroused that I could hardly stay still.I grabbed him and pulled him down, hugging him tightly and refusing to let go."Please, I need you," I pleaded.Hearing this, he held my waist as I unbuttoned his white shirt and took it off. My fingers traced his well-defined chest and muscular abs."You’re so hot," I complimented shamelessly.He groaned in response, and I could feel his excitement building. I realized that sweet words drove him wild.I took off his briefs and grasped him, feeling his hardness in my hand. "You l
LANAWhen I heard Bernardo's familiar voice through the phone's speaker, my chest tightened."What does it matter to me if she dies or lives?" I shot back, uneasy.Bernardo sneered from the other end. "You're living happily and have forgotten about us, but let me remind you, Lana: if your mother dies, I'll make sure the world knows how cruel you are. We can't pay for hospital bills, y..."I hung up the call abruptly as the door creaked open. I quickly switched off my phone and turned to see Maximum walking in.He had stopped wearing his mask at home.I could see every expression on his face: the raising of his eyebrows, the subtle movements of his lips."Are you alright?" he asked, concern etched in his voice.I shook my head and nodded at the same time, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. The corners of his lips twitched slightly.I stepped down from the bed, walked up to him, and wrapped my arms around his neck, my legs circling his waist.He squeezed my waist in response."Make l
LANAMy heart raced, and my face went pale. The hand gripping my phone trembled as fear coursed through me, my lips quivering."What have I ever done to you?" I asked, a dull ache settling in my chest. I knew my stepdad too well; he was likely serious about his threat.He sneered coldly. "Just return home, and everything will be fine."He hung up, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I lay on the bed, unable to sleep the entire night, consumed by worry that Bernardo might reveal my past to Maximum.I had no idea when I finally drifted off, but when I opened my eyes, I found Maximum hovering over me, his palm gently brushing the sweat from my forehead.I instinctively moved closer and hugged him tightly. "I missed you so much," I murmured, squeezing him even harder.He patted my back soothingly, silent yet comforting. My tense nerves began to relax, and he pressed a soft kiss on my face, holding me close."Promise me you won't leave me," I pleaded, gazing deeply into his eyes.He smiled,
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