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STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS CHAPTER 121: VENGEFUL PATH
MALIKI never imagined I'd refer to another person as mother.Yet, following four years beneath Sin's care, after all she did for us — after providing me a life beyond mere survival — it unintentionally escaped one day.“Sleep well, Mom.”That night, she smiled gently, both soft and sorrowful. "You don't need to address me that way, Malik.""I wish to," I had said. And I truly meant it.But tonight… that term carried weight. Tainted.Keith remained in the hospital, Majesty had not said a word since the shooting, and Sin had been awake for two days. Each part of the house was quiet, uneasy — the sort of quiet that sent chills down your spine.What about Nyla?She was walking back and forth in her room like a trapped wolf.I lingered by the door for a while before I eventually entered. “We should discuss this.”She halted abruptly, pivoting quickly. Her eyes were bloodshot, frantic, her hair tangled. “Oh, what’s happening?” Did you come to be with the others? "Accuse me as well?"“Accus
STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS CHAPTER 120: MENTAL MANIPULATION
NYLAIt is said that time mends all wounds. That is false. Time doesn’t heal—it conceals matters. Obscure them with picnics and laughter and kids' giggles until you nearly forget the flames below. Close.After four years, they continue to gaze at us as if we are apparitions. Four years, and I still notice it in their gaze—compassion, doubt, sorrow that never found resolution. They won't acknowledge it, but they hold us responsible.They believe us orphans and handouts when, in reality, we are the ones he should've loved instead of the bastard twins he acknowledged who even view him as nothing. The ones Jasson selected.The picnic was Sin's suggestion—naturally, it was. “The family requires air,” she had stated. “An ordinary outing.” I almost chuckled when she mentioned that. Her family and she were far from normal. They resided in a dense, flawless sphere of wealth and influence, where everything shone outwardly and decayed within.Today, the garden was filled with laughter and food
STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS CHAPTER 119: WEDDING PREP
CARAIt’s amusing how four years can go by and still seem like a dream you’re attempting to escape. Everything appeared so… flawless. Excessively flawless, in my opinion. The chandeliers sparkled like trapped fireworks above the grand hall, tables adorned in gentle gold, and white roses exuding a scent of wealth and dominance. Mikhail was about to get married.And not merely to anyone—Angela. The gentle, overly kind, softly speaking physician with eyes as if she had never encountered suffering before. She moved gracefully through the room in her refined simplicity, smiling at all as if she were unaware of the murmurs.I lingered at the corner, observing Majesty—Sin’s small whirlwind—ordering around individuals twice her height. “No, no, no!” she exclaimed, her small hands on her waist as she confronted the decorator. "I said that the ribbons belong there, not over there!" Auntie Angela enjoys symmetry! "Are you aware of what symmetry means?"The decorator stumbled over words regarding
STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS CHAPTER 118: SUSPICION
MIKHAILI sensed something was off as soon as I spotted Sin sitting by herself in the restaurant with Majesty in her arms.She possessed that expression—the identical one she exhibited just before setting someone's whole enterprise ablaze or waging war against an unsuspecting city council. Majesty sat on her lap, cooing gently with a pink pacifier in her mouth, as Sin agitated her tea as if it had insulted her personally.The server looked anxiously back and forth between us as I entered. I don't hold it against him. Sin doesn't precisely shout friendly mom of one.“Sin,” I said, taking a seat opposite her. "You mentioned it was urgent." What happened? “You seem ready to burn down my house if I don't show up.”She didn’t even glance up. “I didn’t burn it, did I?”My eyebrow lifted. “Who is it?”She dug into her handbag. “Not whom.” “What.”When she revealed two tiny clear bags filled with hair strands, I had to blink twice.“Kindly tell me those aren't human hairs,” I said slowly.Her
STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS CHAPER 117: QUESTIONABLE IDENTITY
JASSON Sorrow alters the atmosphere within a home every time, leaving everything dry and detached. It causes the walls to feel overly constricted, the silence excessively profound, the footsteps too intense. Following Grandpa Valour's funeral, the Moretti mansion no longer felt like home—it felt like a memorial home with the previous life and enthusiasm of the house gone, save for Majesty whom we all fawn over continuously. Steel hadn't spoken much throughout the day. Sin was more silent than the dull weather, Majesty was the sole sound that connected us to reality—her gentle whimpers, her minuscule breaths.Everyone else was… struggling in their own manner.Perhaps that's the reason I went ahead and did it. Perhaps I simply couldn't endure the quiet any longer. Or perhaps I noticed two forlorn faces in the rain and wondered, why not offer someone else the opportunity my father received?They were stationed by the gates when I returned that evening.The teenager, Malik, appeared t
STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS CHAPTER 116: FUNERAL
SINThe sky appeared burdened that morning—overcast, full, as if it yearned to weep for me since I could not.The cemetery was packed, dark coats and shades, the strong aroma of lilies piercing the chilly atmosphere. Each step I took behind that coffin felt as if I were walking on shards of glass.Sheriff Valor.My dad.The man who trusted Steel when nobody else did. He was now lying absolutely motionless —too motionless.Mikhail was next to me, his jaw clenched, with his hands buried in his pockets. Catalina was weeping softly. Knox continued to massage her back, eyes swollen. Steel's hand clutched mine, his thumb gliding over the back of my palm as if he were anchoring himself to reality solely through that connection.However, reality had already torn our world apart.When the pastor summoned me to deliver the eulogy, my legs nearly gave way.Steel's voice murmured, “You can do it, darling.”I did not break down like I wanted to, I needed to get through today.I ascended the sta
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