LANAHe cupped my chin and said, "Your past is your past. You can check online now."As he turned and walked away, I was left in stunned silence, watching him open the door and disappear. When I finally came to my senses, I remembered his words.I quickly pulled out my phone and checked all the major social media platforms, but to my shock, I couldn't find any of the videos or even the trends that should have been there. I was both shaken and exhilarated. I dashed toward the door, eager to find Maximum, but when I stepped outside, his car had already driven off into the distance. Helplessly, I watched it vanish.I called him repeatedly, but he wouldn’t answer. Feeling dejected, I decided to grab a bite at a nearby restaurant. Even as I sat down to eat, I couldn’t focus on my meal, my mind racing. I called him again, but still no response.After paying for my food, I stood up to leave and ran into Pedro.It felt too coincidental, especially with the wicked smirk on his face and the kno
LANAI'm not sure when my emotions spiraled out of control.I sprinted toward him, wrapping my arms around his neck tightly. The embrace felt possessive, and I poured my heart into it.I hadn’t realized how much not seeing him for just an hour had affected me."I'm sorry," I whispered in his ear.In response, he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer.We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity. I lost all sense of time; I just didn’t want to let go."Make love to me," I murmured weakly against his arm.He didn’t reply, but lifted me effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around his waist, burying my head in the crook of his neck.I shut my eyes tightly, ashamed to open them and see the judgmental gazes around us.All I could hear were voices and the sound of his footsteps.“Wow! What a bold couple!” someone exclaimed, their surprise echoing in the air.My cheeks flushed as he carried me to his car. I stayed in his arms, refusing to let go.The driver started the car, and
LANAI knew he was hurt and disappointed, and I didn’t want him to meet my mother for reasons I couldn’t quite articulate. Taking a deep breath, I opened the ward door to find my mother cutting an orange."Lana!" she beamed at me.A wave of disgust washed over me. Her smile wasn’t for me; it was because my biological father was back in her life."When were you going to tell me, Mom?" I asked, my voice shaky before I even realized it.Her expression shifted to confusion. "What are you saying, Lana?"Tears brimmed in my eyes, and I fought to keep them at bay. I refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I wiped my eyes and glared at her. "You know what I mean. Stop trying to fool me. He’s the reason you’re in the hospital, right? He’s why you’ve been acting so strange, right? And now you’re trying to be a good mother?"My voice cracked as I finished my tirade, and the weight of my hurt felt like a tight band around my chest.For three long minutes, she sat in silence, her ey
LANAI looked him in the eyes and said, "The Lana you knew is the one my stepdad sold to you. I don’t sell my love or my body."Taking a deep breath, I added, "I love him for who he is, not for his wealth."As I moved toward the door, reaching for the doorknob, he suddenly burst into laughter.Confused, I turned back to him, wondering what was so funny."Lana, who are you trying to fool? Love doesn’t exist. It’s just a lie people use to manipulate and cheat you emotionally," Pedro said, his tone unwavering.Looking into his eyes, I realized he was irredeemable. He had been so broken by love that he had given up on it entirely."No matter how many betrayals and heartaches I face, I still believe in love. We all get hurt loving the wrong people, but when we love those who love us back, we realize love is a beautiful thing," I replied.He fell silent, and I couldn’t tell if he was contemplating my words or simply dismissing them. I desperately wanted to leave.I opened the door and stepp
LANAI glanced at my phone and was surprised to see Pedro’s name on the screen. My eyebrows knit together as I debated whether to answer. Remembering the help he had given me earlier, I took a deep breath and picked up the call.“Lana, there’s something you need to know about Maximum. Meet me at a coffee shop; I’ll send the address by 4 PM,” he said, his voice clear through the speaker.Before I could respond, he hung up. I considered calling him back but decided against it. My eyes drifted to Maximum, who lay on the bed, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.I was filled with curiosity about what Pedro wanted to share. I headed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and prepared for bed.As I lay back on the pillow, I suddenly heard Maximum’s voice. “Don’t worry, I won’t stop looking for you until I find you and marry you.”My heart raced. I turned to face him, hoping he wasn’t the one speaking. But he was the only person in the room.I felt a wave of suffocation wash over me as
LANAI glanced at my screen and saw Pedro was calling.Furrowing my brows, I wondered why he always seemed to call at the perfect moment. I reached for my phone and answered.“Lana, I hope you’re not going to stand me up. I’ve already sent you the address. It’s important to know the truth,” he said, his voice urgent.Nerves bubbled up inside me, especially after hearing Maximum’s words while he slept last night. I opened my mouth to ask why he couldn’t just tell me over the phone, but before I could say anything, he hung up.Frustration washed over me. I lay on the bed, feeling restless. New York felt suffocating without Maximum around. Was I really so dependent on him that his absence made me feel lost?By 4 PM, I had dressed and left the hotel, taking a taxi to meet Pedro.When I arrived at the coffee shop, it was empty except for him, sitting by the window. He turned as I walked in and waved me over, a grin spreading across his face.I took a deep breath and approached, sitting dow
LANAI opened the door to my mother's ward and found her sitting on the bed, dressed in a clean outfit. For the first time, her hair was neatly styled and treated. She looked so different—so beautiful. I had always known my mom was pretty, but seeing her like this made me realize the version of her I had grown up with was just a shadow of her true self.“Lana,” she called out warmly, a smile lighting up her face. She seemed calm, her voice soft and inviting.I could hardly believe my ears. I never expected my mom to carry herself with such sophistication and grace. In an instant, she felt like a refined lady, a stark contrast to the woman I had known all my life.Confusion washed over me. Why did she look so different? This was not the mother who fought in the streets, who gambled with thugs and could take them down whenever she wanted. This wasn’t the woman who drank herself into a stupor, getting into arguments and causing chaos. That version of her had been a mess, someone I had le
LANAShe looked into my eyes with a blank expression and said, "You’re too emotional, Lana. We need to forget the past. There’s a brighter future ahead, and I’ve decided to be a good mother to you and a better person in general."As I stared at her, my heart ached, and tears streamed down my cheeks. Deep down, I knew her changes weren’t for me; they were for my biological father. To her, I was just a stepping stone or an obstacle, and that realization cut deep.I replied, "I don’t see a future with you. I hope you find happiness, Mom."I turned away and reached for the doorknob. Just as I was about to pull it open, I heard her voice behind me. "Lana, if you change your mind, you can come back. I’ll be waiting."In that moment, my resentment for her only grew.Fuck her and her plans for the future.As I stepped out of the ward, I saw Maximum leaning against the wall, hands stuffed in his pockets.When he opened his eyes and turned to me, his expression was blank. I couldn't decipher wha
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
LANAI didn't completely trust what Maximum had said about my father, but in that moment, I realized it was crucial to help my mother break free from her one-sided love for him.I took her hands, and for a brief moment, she seemed present. To my surprise, she smiled brightly, and I felt a flicker of confusion at the sudden warmth in her expression."Mom," I said softly.Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears as she replied, "I’ve been waiting for this moment, Lana—the day you finally forgive me."I was taken aback, momentarily at a loss for words.I squeezed her hands gently and said, "Mom, what if you’ve been living a lie? What if everything you believe about Dad isn’t true?"Her expression shifted to one of confusion, and I realized she had no idea what I was trying to convey. I pressed on, "Consider this: what if Dad doesn’t love you? What if he’s been using you to achieve his own goals? What if—"Before I could finish, she jerked her hands away, her eyes narrowing with fury.She lea