HEARTBREAK!

LIYA POV:

"Ahh!" I muttered under my breath, feeling a sharp ache coursing through my body. The harsh light filtering through my eyelids was disturbing, and I couldn't recall my room ever being this bright in the early morning.

I reluctantly opened my eyes, taking in unfamiliar surroundings. Wait, this was not my room. Slowly, I began to recollect the events of last night, and my eyes widened as the memories rushed back.

I sensed a presence beside me and spotted a naked man lying on his stomach. He was not my boyfriend. Had I just slept with a stranger, or worse, a call boy? No, this was not the time to dwell on such thoughts. I forced myself to stop overthinking and carefully extricated myself from the bed. I noticed I was wearing a large-sized shirt, presumably his, but I couldn't fathom why he'd lent it to me. Then, I saw my torn clothes scattered on the floor.

"Stay calm, Liya. Focus on what to do next," I told myself.

I glanced at my clutch and was relieved to see it still there. I retrieved a tissue and my lipstick.

"Thank you for last night's experience. We are both adults, so let's remain professional," I wrote on the tissue, placing all the dollar bills I had inside it. It should be enough for him. I slipped on my shoes and used a belt to cinch them together, creating the illusion of a one-piece dress. With wobbly steps, I made my way out of the room, taking great care not to inform the stranger.

As I headed towards the elevator, I noticed several well-dressed personal security guards searching the area, and I wondered if something had happened in the hotel. However, that was not my concern right now. My priority was to call my boyfriend and confess this sinful deed to him. I couldn't help but wonder how heartbroken he would be upon hearing the truth. Yet, I knew that revealing a single truth was better than telling a hundred lies.

I checked my phone and saw a text from him sent last night: "I'm in room 507, love. Come quickly." He must be in that room. I needed to go there. I selected the fifth floor on the elevator, closing my eyes and clenching my hands. I despised myself for what I had done the previous night.

In the blink of an eye, I was standing right outside room 507. A key hung on the doorknob. Had he left it for me? I had to control myself. I wouldn't be able to confess the truth if I started crying now.

I turned the doorknob, preparing myself for any outcome, only to find a half-naked girl lying on the bed. He had left the room last night, and I had arrived late. I turned to leave when I heard a door open from behind.

I received the shock of my life. David stood there, wet, with a towel wrapped around his torso. Why was he here with this half-naked girl?

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone strangely composed.

"I should be asking you the same thing," I replied, unable to believe my eyes.

"What's going on, love? Why all the commotion?" This time, the girl, half-awake, asked while getting up. I was stunned into silence when I realized that the girl was none other than my stepsister, Ciara. But I needed to find out what was happening here.

FLASHBACK:

AUTHOR POV:

‘’Daddy, I can never let you on your own like this in such a difficult time. You always helped me so how can I?’’ Ciara spoke worriedly looking at the old man in front of her who was none other than Mr. White father of Ciara and Liya.

‘’I should have never taken such a big debt from those thugs. And now they are forcing me to pay in such a cruel way. How can I make you sleep with some pervert?’’ Mr. White spoke looking at his favourite daughter worriedly as he was not ready to sacrifice his own daughter's purity for this matter, but he was also not left with any other choice right now.

‘’But what if they do something with you dad…’’ Ciara was not able to complete her sentence when they both saw Liya coming inside the house in her gym outfit. Ciara was only annoyed by looking at her perfect curves and not thinking much but Mr. white produced a perfect plan just by glancing at her.

‘’What do you mean by all of this?’’ Liya asked shocked after listening to her so-called father as he never treated her the way she deserved to be just because she was wolf less.

‘’Do you want your father to die at this age? You cannot even do this much for my sake?’’ he roared at her after listening to her knowing very well that it will be very difficult to make her obey his commands.

‘’I do not care what happens. It was your fault, to begin with, and I love my boyfriend very much. I will never do such a shameful thing for your sake.’’ Liya said walking away from them instantly leaving both thinking of other ways to fix this matter.

FLASHBACK ENDS~

"Why is this naked girl here?" I managed to ask, struggling to maintain my composure. It was beyond belief that their father had arranged something like this.

"Why wouldn't she be here, honey? I wasn't getting any intimacy from your reserved character, so I chose her," he responded coldly, showing no remorse.

"You slept with my stepsister on our anniversary night?" I questioned, unable to fathom the reality.

"Yes, honey. I have needs, and she happened to fulfil them. I had no idea she was your stepsister. After years of being with you, you never even let me touch you," he confessed, while Ciara, having wrapped herself in a blanket, embraced him after getting up from the bed.

"Was my body the only thing you wanted from me?" I inquired, devastated by his disgraceful admissions.

"Come on, love. Let's be adults about this. We all have our needs and find a way to satisfy them in bed. I grew tired of you. You should have found another solution, or it would have been troublesome to tell you everything," he stated, kissing the girl right in front of my eyes.

"I came here last night to share a special time with you, but I was spared. You know what? You deserve someone like her, a person who came only to pay her father's debt by willingly sleeping in a stranger's bed. Look at what she found herself in. He can't even cover half of his father's debt. And there you are, smiling like a fool, Ciara. Just so you know, I also found a man who satisfied my desires in the XX VIP suite last night. So, let's truly be mature and never see each other again," I declared, tossing the ring onto his face before rushing out. I heard him calling my name from behind.

"Honey, listen to me. How dare you sleep with someone else? Don't forget I am your official boy—" I heard him shouting, but I had made it to the elevator and out of the hotel as fast as possible.

"Silver Street, please," I told the cab driver as I got inside. It was becoming increasingly difficult to hold back my tears, but I couldn't afford to cry in front of a stranger. I despised revealing my weakness to anyone.

"Keep the change," I said, handing him his money, and then ran inside the mansion, hoping not to be noticed by anyone. After all, I was a nobody to them all.

In the bathroom, I gazed at myself in the mirror, a complete mess and a loser staring back at me. I collapsed to the ground, crying my heart out, both hands clamped over my mouth, ensuring not a single sound escaped. First, I had lost my virginity to a stranger, and then the only person who had ever shown me love and care had betrayed me.

Why did fate have to be so cruel to me? What had I done to deserve all this pain in my life? No one was willing to accept me. No one had ever loved me. Why had I even been brought into this world when there seemed to be no place for me among the people living in it?

"I will get back at all of you, one by one. I swear I won't remain a loser," I vowed, speaking to myself as I stood under the shower, letting the warm water soothe away each layer of pain one by one.