LOGINHER POV
"Wake up, little vixen," she was awakened by the soft rocking of her shoulder by some hero who had disturbed her sleep. "Uhmn," was all she could say because it was still really nice to sleep. "You really don't want to wake up, huh!" she heard a baritone voice say to her. The next thing she felt that someone had kissed her lips. The kiss was teasing, as if her lower lip was being played with by licking and biting it. She remembered that she hadn't brushed her teeth yet so she immediately opened her eyes and widened in shock to find out who the hero who was stealing her kiss early in the morning. When she recovered from the shock, everything just clearly sank in her mind, she was in the powder room of her brother.Her stepbrother had kidnapped her and brought her in this place. She pushed him away from her. Luckily he didn't fight her anymore. He stood in front of her with one hand on her waist. "Good, you had a hard time waking me up! My kiss was the answer! Did you like it?" she said comfortingly. "Hah? Really? Feelingero!" he immediately got up from his bed. "Does it hurt?" his expression suddenly became serious as he looked at his knee. He gave a shake. Except for the wound that was already dry, it wasn't that painful anymore. He moved his leg, it didn't hurt anymore. "Good! That means you can start working now!" he immediately said. "Huh?" he said in surprise. "I am starving, cook us breakfast!" he instructed him. "What? You've known since before that I don't know how to cook, and now you're going to order me around, what am I, your muchacha?" she growled. "Exactly!" he answered back. "What? Are you crazy? You're going to make me your servant, the son of a rich man, what are you crazy about? You can't force me!" she said lazily. "Yes I can, I'm no good for you as a man, cooking is a woman's job!" she said without emotion. She had enough of his words so she stood up and placed one hand on her waist and pointed at Franz. "Well, I'm no good, you can see how soft my hands are and look at this gel nail polish, it'll get ruined if you make me work!" she said, waving one hand in the air. "Tskkk... that's an easy solution, let's get rid of that nail polish!" she said without hesitation. "You are impossible, it doesn't come off easily, we need to go to the parlor!" she said. "That's right, it doesn't come off easily so you can cook, you spoiled and lazy vixen!" she immediately turned back to him. "Ahhhhhhh.... what do you want for breakfast? Maybe instead of eating delicious food, it's okay for you that my cooking burns or at worst, your shack burns down!" she threatened and teased Franz. "Whatever, just cook, Feliz... I am warning you, fix it or else.... I will be forced to throw you out there in the field with my pet snakes!" she said finally before walking back to her room. She suddenly felt scared. Of all the animals, the one she hated the most was the snake. He suddenly fell silent and wondered how to start cooking because he didn't really know how. She was used to having servants serve her. Even when she came to the kitchen to help, she had never done it before. So how could she start cooking, this was the first time she would cook for her secret love. "Haist!" she let out a breath of air in desperation. She was even more startled when Franz suddenly returned to her. "Hurry up, you'll be late for your class today, we still have two hours to prepare, and by the way, your things are in the spare room already. I let Yaya Inday prepared for you," he instructed. "Eh.... why don't we just buy food outside, at least I'm sure it's tastier than what I'll cook," he suggested. "Are you going to cook or not? Move now!" he shouted, making her panic. He immediately stepped into his mini kitchen and started looking for some crispy, healthy food. He opened his refrigerator, which was just as big as him. In fairness, it was full of fish, chicken, and pork. There were also fruits and vegetables. There were eggs, hotdogs, bacon, and sausages. There were beverages like fresh milk, juices, and soft drinks. Franz's refrigerator was full of food, but he didn't know what to cook. He didn't have a smartphone with him to research ready and easy to cook food. In the end, he just grabbed four pieces of eggs and hotdogs. He took a bowl from the cupboard and started breaking the eggs. Even though he didn't make the egg pieces unscrambled, he removed them one by one from the bowl. He was already sweating just from removing the egg pieces from the bowl. When he was done, he added salt and stirred them. He followed by peeling the hotdogs. Then he headed to the stove. He also looked for a pan to cook them in. He was having trouble figuring out how to turn on the stove. He turned every part of the stove just to get it to turn on but he failed. He looked at the stove host where it was connected. He thought about turning the gas tank regulator, he didn't know if he was doing it right. He tried turning the stove again and was so surprised when the stove burst into flames in front of him. He screamed and immediately covered his mouth so he wouldn't reach Franz. He placed the pan he was holding on the burner and heated it. He immediately added oil that he found on the condements counter on the side of the stove. He started frying the eggs, he poured all the beaten eggs into the pan. He remembered that he hadn't eaten anything yet, and he didn't know how to cook it yet. "Oh, take care of it!" he thought, so he looked for a pot to cook rice in. He spent a long time looking for the rice where it was placed. When he returned, the stove was already smoking so he quickly turned over the fried eggs that were being cooked. He was disappointed to see that the eggs were completely burnt. He immediately took a plate from the cupboard and put the burnt eggs on it. Because of his confusion, he was still burned. Although he was disappointed with the sloppy fried eggs, he still tried the hotdogs. He put the hotdogs in the pan and suddenly the oil splashed on his hand so he was stunned. He immediately went to the sink to wash his burnt hand. When he returned, the surface of the pan was already very smokey and the hotdogs were black from the excessive burning. He was stunned by the visible fire in front of him. He was so relieved that Franz caught up with him. He immediately turned off the stove and put the burnt hotdogs on the plate where he had also put the burnt eggs. "What are you going to do, you're really going to burn down my house? You're such a stupid woman, you're really useless Feliz!" she said in an angry tone. "I told you I don't know how to cook, eh, you're so insistent!" she said with tears in her eyes while still holding her burned hand. Franz's expression immediately changed when his eyes moved to her hand. She held her burned hand and to her surprise, he pulled her closer to the sink and immediately smeared toothpaste around the injured hand. "Thank you, Franz! Sorry if I don't know how to cook, how can we just throw away what I cooked, it's burnt!" she said crying. "Who says I will throw those burnt hotogs and eggs!" she said as she took two forks from the cupboard and gave him one. "Let's eat!" she instructed him, who took a burnt hotdog first and immediately brought it to his mouth. "It's delicious, but you overcooked it!" she told him with a smile and winked. She felt a little embarrassed by what he said. But deep inside her, her heart and mind were celebrating that at least Franz appreciated her cooking even though it was burnt. She also took some hotdogs and joined Franz in eating. This was the first time she had eaten burnt fried eggs and hotdogs, she thought it wasn't delicious. It was delicious when you eat with such a handsome creature next to you, who she had only just noticed was topless.WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!! SUPER HOT AND WILD SCENES WITH EROTIC AND VULGAR LANGUAGE!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! HER POV "So, I'm a pervert, huh?" Franz moved in to kiss her, but she quickly stood up and ran toward where she had left her robe. She hurriedly slipped the robe over her naked body and was about to leave the pool area to head up to her room, but Franz was quick; he wrapped his arms around her from behind in a tight embrace. "What is it, Franz? Let me go!" She struggled to break free from his tight hold, even as she felt his massive cock pressing against the cleft of her buttocks. "What's wrong, *mine*? Don't you want this anymore? Are you getting tired of me, my Feliz?" he murmured, planting kisses from the top of her head down to her neck. "Uhmmnn... Franz... oh, Franz! It's not like that, please... please... Franz!" she replied, struggling to contain the overwhelming feelings she had for him."Oh, *mine*, why do you make things harder for us? We’ve done t
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!! SOME SCENES CONTAIN VULGAR AND EROTIC LANGUAGE!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! HER POV The breeze was cool when she arrived at the mansion's pool area. The pool wasn't particularly wide, and its deepest end was only six feet—perfect for her, given that she hadn't been blessed with great height. The surroundings were quiet; the only sound was the rustling of leaves in the fresh night air—a night when she felt an intense, burning desire to have her naked body pressed against Franz’s. She headed straight for the poolside and sat down. Lifting the hem of her robe to keep it dry, she dipped her feet into the water. She felt immediate relief as the cool water touched her skin. She let her gaze wander across the pool area while splashing her feet in the water. When was the last time she had truly enjoyed swimming in the pool? That was back when her real mother was still alive. Her mother had always been just a call away to keep her company; she never complained
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!!SOME SCENES CONTAIN VULGAR AND EROTIC LANGUAGE!!!READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!HER POVEven though the room was cool, she felt stiflingly hot. She felt an urge to strip off her clothes because of the intense heat enveloping her. She couldn't understand why she was feeling this way; it was as if her body was stirring with a deep, restless craving—a need to be satisfied.She knew she had been left unsatisfied after what happened with Franz in the hotel stockroom; ever since he had claimed her, she found herself unable to get enough of him. If Franz was addicted to her, she was equally desperate to have her pussy constantly drenched in the overflowing juices of Franz’s jumbo hotdog.After Dane had accompanied her for a breath of fresh air in the hotel’s garden hall, she returned inside to find Serenity clinging to Franz while he chatted with their friends—the members of Magic 10.Refusing to be outdone, she immediately pulled Dane toward the table where their frien
HIS POV "Franz!" He turned toward the person calling out from behind him and flinched when the guy suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. He was currently getting food for himself and Felicity; he hadn't wanted to make her stand up. His parents were also busy chatting with each other. "Dane! Dude, what are you doing here?" he replied. "This is my parents' party. I'm glad you came, but dude, I don't remember inviting you... or did I just forget?" the other guy asked. "Whoah... actually, you never invited me, dude—you're always so forgetful like that! Hahaha. But your parents did; seriously, my folks just brought me along," he explained. "Whoah... is that so? Let me help you with that, dude—just to make up for it, hahaha," the guy said with a grin, taking the plate already filled with food intended for Felicity. He couldn't do anything as the guy walked ahead back to their table. This was one of the things he dreaded happening whenever he attended a gathering with Felicity.
WARNING!!! MATURE CONTENT (SPG)!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! HER POV "Where have you two been, Feliz? Franz?" her dad’s booming voice echoed; he had clearly been waiting impatiently outside the doors of the hotel social hall where the party was to be held. "Dad, I’m sorry—I just changed into a different outfit, and I asked Kuya to come with me," she apologized to her father. To make the story convincing, she called Franz "Kuya"; when she glanced at him, his brows furrowed slightly. "Yes, Dad. You know how your *unica hija* is—her previous outfit was so revealing it was practically indecent. She almost got harassed by some lecherous guy in the elevator; I nearly punched him. So, I suggested we buy something else for her to wear—at least this one is decent and doesn't attract unwanted attention from men," Franz explained at length. "Is that so, son? Oh, Feliz, don't be too reckless with your outfits; watch how you dress. It’s a good thing your Kuya was there to protect you,"
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!! SOME SCENES CONTAIN VULGAR AND EROTIC LANGUAGE AND SITUATIONS!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! HIS POV "Mom, stop treating me like a baby; I'm not a baby anymore," he complained as his mother dabbed powder onto his neck. "Son, just let me do this; you know how much I’ve missed you!" his mother, Dolores, said excitedly as she adjusted his tie. "Stop it, Mom, please... I can do it myself," he said impatiently, eager to leave the room and see Felicity. He and his mother were on the ground floor, while Felicity was upstairs in her room, getting dressed and ready. He had gone nearly forty-eight hours without seeing Felicity. He had turned off his smartphone so he wouldn't receive calls from his foster sister. He hadn't even returned to the mansion the previous night when his parents arrived. He had only returned to the mansion that afternoon, heading straight to his room on the ground floor. He hadn't let Felicity know he was back. Fortunately, she had
HER POV "I don't know your flirting behind my back," he hissed at her as they got into his car.She could feel his jaw tense as he spoke. Even his fist clenched as he rested on the steering wheel. She wondered why he was so sensitive, he wasn't flirting with Tristan. Instead of denying her accusat
HER POVShe didn't have class this morning so she just wore a spaghetti strap top and jogger shorts that were shortened so that her smooth and white legs were clearly visible.She just let her long black hair that was still wet from the shower hang down. Carrying her smartphone, she walked out of h
HIS POV He watches Felicity as she sleeps on the sofa couch. He can't deny to himself that his stepsister is a very beautiful young woman. He has always admired her since the first time he laid eyes on her. His admiration for his step-sister eventually became an obstacle to his rational thinkin
HER POV"Go change your outfit, you little temptress, you probably want to be raped in your short dress, just undress!" Franz said to her authoritatively and angrily as she left her room to go with Franz to university.She hurried back to her room and checked her appearance in the full body mirror







