MasukChapter 7Sarah's POV I laughed again, shaking my head as I watched him struggle to process what I'd just told him."Wait..." I paused, pressing my lips together as another soft laugh escaped me. "Don't tell me you didn't know all these years. You mean to tell me you've been living all this time without knowing who was responsible for our father's death?"I tilted my head, studying his expression."Of course, I was the one who ended our father's life."My smile faded slightly, although there was no trace of regret on my face."I mean... I get it. It's probably difficult to believe that someone like me could go that far."I glanced down at myself briefly before looking back at him."I was the quiet, soft, clumsy sister. Remember? The one who was always trying to please everyone? The one who couldn't even stand up for herself whenever someone treated her badly?"I gave a little shrug."Well, appearances can be deceiving, Lucas."He continued staring at me, his expression growing darker
Sarah's POV “Fernando, go! Go now! Please help her.” My voice broke out loud as I pointed at Miranda’s broken body on the floor. Miranda was barely moving, her eyes half open, her breathing uneven, blood running from her nose, her lips, even down the side of her face. “Please… she’s not breathing right… just help her up!” I cried.Fernando didn’t waste another second before rushing towards Miranda. “Hold on, Miranda… I’ve got you,” he muttered, already kneeling beside her. Without hesitation, he carefully slid his arms under her, lifting her gently into his arms, but she still cried out weakly in pain. The sound was barely audible, it's as if her lungs were failing at the same time.“It’s okay… it’s okay… you’re safe,” Fernando whispered softly, though his voice shook.I stepped aside quickly to create a path for my husband while he rushed Miranda out.If we don't get her to the hospital right away, she might not make it.My chest was rising and falling fast as I watched Fernando ru
Author's POV Once they were home and Lucas and Miranda had gone upstairs, leaving the house unusually quiet. Sarah was still thinking about Miranda and everything she had witnessed that evening when the knock interrupted her thoughts.She walked to the door and pulled it open.Fernando stood outside.He looked calm, but there was concern in his eyes. The moment he saw Sarah, he searched her face as though trying to figure out whether she was still angry with him.Sarah blinked in surprise. "Fernando? What are you doing here?""I came to check on you," he replied quietly. "I thought you were upset with me, and when you didn't come home, I started worrying."Sarah stared at him."You actually thought I was serious?"Fernando frowned. "What do you mean? You were acting strangely earlier, and then you left. How was I supposed to know what was going on in your head?"Sarah glanced towards the staircase, making sure nobody was coming down. Then she caught Fernando by the hand and pulled hi
Miranda's POV Once I was done fixing my makeup, I walked back to the dining room and slid into my seat, acting like everything was fine, like I was just another person enjoying the party.But it wasn’t that easy. I tried to sit straight, but my body didn’t feel steady. The makeup I had just put on barely covered the swelling on my lips and cheeks. My hands were still shaking under the table, twisting the edge of my napkin over and over as I tried to keep myself together.And sitting across from me was Sarah. She kept her eyes glued to Lucas, scanning every move he made, jaw tight, fists clenched under the table.My gaze kept flickering towards Sarah as I tried to signal her to stop staring at Lucas that way or he might notice something.Sarah didn’t care. She kept staring at Lucas, her eyes fixed on him, full of anger she couldn’t hide. I noticed immediately and tried to signal her to stop, my fingers twitching slightly on the table, eyes pleading. But Sarah didn’t look away. She jus
Chapter 3Miranda's POV I leaned back and tried to shield myself, but he grabbed my wrists, shaking me violently until I started to see stars. “Three years and you still can’t behave.” He continued to curse at me as he kept sending blows towards my face and stomach.I became so weak I slid to the floor, sobbing, my body curling inward as if I could disappear.Lucas finally stepped back, breathing evenly, straightening his jacket like nothing had happened. And I just lay there on the floor, trembling, tasting blood. He crouched in front of me, gripping my chin painfully and forcing me to look at him. “Fix your face,” he said quietly. “Touch up your makeup. And when you walk out there, you will smile. If anyone asks, you slipped. Do you understand?” I nodded frantically, tears running down my temples. “Say it,” he demanded. “I understand,” I whispered. Then he released me with a shove, and my cheek slammed into the tiled floor.He then stood up slowly and walked towards the door. “Go
Chapter 2Miranda's POV A cousin even rushed and began dabbing the tablecloth so the spilled drink wouldn't spread too far.Lucas's entire family were kind to me, warm, normal—everything Lucas was not. But I couldn’t calm down. My breathing turned shallow, almost panicked, and my eyes kept darting toward Lucas even though I was too afraid to look directly at him.And then I saw the look on his face. That calm, quiet look he always had… the one that meant he was furious but pretending not to be.My fingers trembled so hard the napkins I tried to hold slipped from my grip. “I—I’m sorry,” I kept whispering with tears in my eyes. “I didn’t mean to—” I stammered with a cracking voice. But the apology only felt useless. Because I wasn’t apologizing to his family. I was apologizing to him.“Come on, Miranda, let’s get you cleaned up,” Sarah said gently, appearing beside me like a shield. Even though they were all nice to me, they somehow looked embarrassed about the whole situation. But th
Paige's POV I nodded my head quickly and immediately wrapped my hands around his length and I began to give him an actual blowjob.I didn't make it feel forced anymore. I practically started sucking onto his cock, flicking my tongue around his cap and kissing his shaft while I ensured my fingers d
Paige's POV Before I could think, the man had already leaned back completely into the couch. Then he spoke again, his voice low, almost like a groan, “Crawl over—”Without breaking the stare, I let my palms fall flat against the floor and I began to crawl towards him.The moment I reached his side
Paige's POV I arrived at the club by 6:30 in the evening as scheduled by my hirer. The club building didn’t look like anything I had ever seen before—towering glass, gold-lit signage, and a line of luxury cars already parked outside like the night belonged only to a certain class of people. Even
Paige's POV I got a high-paying job at a club to serve as a fluffer. But since I had no idea who a fluffer was, I didn’t hesitate to ask for clarity.My hirer didn’t hold back either; he immediately explained that, as a fluffer, my sole job is to suck performers’ cocks to help them maintain erecti







