Mag-log inLynette Carter, a D-list actress in an entertainment industry was cheated on by her boyfriend of two years when she chanced upon him four days to Christmas scr**wing his ex, who was her colleague in the entertainment industry. Lynette with a broken heart decided to travel with her family to their village in the countryside for Christmas family get-together with the relative, inorder to heal her brokenheart. But an encounter with an ancient mansion and a sleeping coffin, would changed everything. #She lost the scumbag# #But gain true love #
view moreAt the entrance of a large villa in an upscale residential area in Florida Metropolitan, a taxi came to a stop. The back seat's door opened and a lady got out ,clutching gift bags with a bottle of wine.
She was very beautiful, but not in a flashy type of way. Her beauty was seductive but reserved and special. With an upright appearance like that of a dignified lady walking the red carpet. What stood out about her, was her 1.68 meter hourglass figure height and her emerald green orbs that seems to captivate people. It was night when she got out of the car. She took a look at the house in front of her, and then turned to thank the taxi driver before heading towards the villa with a destination in mind. She entered into the lift after keying in the floor apartment number while checking her phone. 10:30pm . She thought “He should be back by now “ She murmured with a smile and an eagerness to surprise him. Ding! The lift door opened and Lynette Carter stepped out. But the moment she opened the door, her heart sank. She was frozen shocked. The living room was a chaotic mess, filled with a woman lingerie and panties scattered across the floor, and a used condom tossed carelessly on the sofa with white substance spilling out as if to announce the lewdness that had just taken place. Her ears picked up the unmistakable sounds coming from upstairs. The moaning and groaning reverberating through the villa and the slapping sound of two skins making contact was like an earth shattering slap to her face, as if to mock her, for her choice of men. A bone deep pain shot through her chest that made Lynette's knees weakened. For a moment, she wished to scream out loudly to alert him of his betrayal. But she stopped herself from making a sound. Lynette felt lost and abandoned. As if, the world is turning against her both in career and love. She thought about leaving quietly, escaping this humiliation. ‘Nothing seems to work!’ ‘Two years of relationship and this...’ she lament while looking upstairs. ‘Arhhh! Lynette... you are quite pitiful’ with tears rolling down her cheeks, she turned to walk away. But then, Lynette paused her footsteps. Her thoughts unfathomable. Her hurtful solemn face turned into anger as if something inside her snapped. ‘Why!... why should I walk away in shame and humiliation when i have done nothing wrong!‘ she thought ‘He should be the one feeling shamed and guilty for betraying our relationship ‘ ‘Since this relationship is coming to an end, i might as well gain something useful out of it.‘ With this thoughts in mind, she prompted into action. Putting aside the gifts she came with, she pulled out her phone and began taking pictures and videos of the scenes in the living room. ‘Tsk…Tsk ‘ ‘He sure has a lot of stamina ‘ Lynette went through the pictures while thinking with a smirked on her lips. ‘My…My, this photos can make an headline if I were to upload them on social media......Hmm, better still sell it to a Blogs to fetch some cash ‘ Hee…Hee I, Lynette Carter, am not so kind. She would let him know that messing with her was his ultimate pain. Without hesitation, she ascended the staircase, heading to Alex's bedroom, where the sound was more prominent ...Along the corridor of the Tipsy Crescent Bar, Lynette's steps wobbled as she felt increasingly unwell with each step she took. She had no idea where the exit was, as the aphrodisiac in her bloodstream blurred her vision. ‘Hot, so hot… help me…’ Waves of heat engulfed her, her sanity sinking with every pressing urge to tear off her clothes as they clung to her skin. A thin layer of sweat covered her body, small droplets of perspiration sliding down from her cleavage, leaving traces of their path. The scene was both seductive and inviting, all without Lynette's awareness. She stumbled into a room, her steps staggering and dizzy. Lynette stared at the room filled with people and neon lights. Though it gave off a smoky and somewhat eerie vibe, it did nothing to alarm her, as her misty eyes fixed on the corner of the room where a handsome man sat. His posture was that of a regal king. Even though he sat there with his eyes closed, he exuded a ‘do-not-approach’ aura that was
Back inside the Tipsy Crescent Bar, on the top floor— Lynette was sprawled across the sofa, feeling both weak and feverish. She shook her head, trying to maintain some awareness, especially with the pervert walking toward her. “Baby girl, are you feeling uncomfortable? Don’t worry. Very soon, I’ll relieve your stress, hmm?” Mr. Luke lewdly traced his fingers along Lynette’s cheek, his eyes filled with twisted desire. “Don’t… come… closer. Don’t… touch me…” She gagged at his repulsive touch and shrank back in retreat. “Oh? You don’t like my touch?” Luke Wyatt looked at her, something dark and dangerous flickering in his eyes. “Mm, you’re not obedient at all. But don’t worry , you’ll soon get used to it.” “Come, come. Let’s go to the room I booked for us. We can’t do it here, alright?” he said, lifting Lynette by supporting her shoulders. His coarse hands slid to her waist in a lewd and inappropriate manner. A wave of disgust surged through Lynette. “Let me go! Help me
Sophia Clock had been assigned as her manager when Lynette first debuted in the industry. Back then, Sophia had always been like this—scheming, calculating, willing to do anything for promotion and money. Though Sophia’s disdain, mixed with an unspoken jealousy toward Lynette, had always been present, she had never allowed it to show openly. But now, she no longer needed to hide it. Lynette felt an overwhelming urge to touch something cold, her vision turning hazy. In her precarious state, she had no idea that every small movement of hers carried an unintended allure. Her emerald eyes shimmered faintly, misty and unfocused, with a sultry glow. The silky red gown, with a slit along her left hip that she had worn to meet her manager after Butler Thomas dropped her at her apartment, clung to her curves, accentuated by the heat burning beneath her skin. The sight only fueled the director’s already impure intentions. He smiled in a way that made Lynette's skin crawl with
Nor did he expect his master to delay the girl from boarding the train without her knowledge. Tsk, tsk. His boss really knew how to scheme without leaving a trace behind. Now he understood why his master had scheduled the gathering of the purebred for today, after weeks since his awakening. Lynette froze when she saw Grandpa Butler. Her mind couldn’t help but recall her encounter at the mansion and the coffin. “Hello, Grandpa Butler.” “Yes, I’m heading back, Grandpa Butler.” “That’s great. Hop in. Let me give you a ride back—we’re heading in that direction.” We? Lynette wondered. Could someone be at the backseat? Could it be the owner of the mansion—Grandpa Butler’s employer? “Hehe… th-that won’t be necessary, will it?” she said nervously. “I mean, I already booked my train ticket. I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you, Grandpa Butler.” Lynette prayed Butler Thomas would understand and not force her to join them. She dreaded being in the same car with them, es
“Hisss—” Lynette hissed in pain even in her unconscious state when Azael sank his fangs into her flesh. “Lyn… my Lyn…” Azael murmured, tracing his cold fingers affectionately along Lynette’s face. In her unconscious state, Lynette felt as though she were being bitten by a dog that had been ch
“What we should be hoping right now is that they don’t recognize each other. Because if they do…?” “That’s it. I’m going to get my daughter back,” Mr. Carter interrupted, stepping outside the courtyard and heading toward the east lane with a mission in mind. “Brother, don’t do anything drastic.
The blood lines thread looked eerie and ominous, as if something dangerous was about to awaken. Something that was not meant to exist. Something that might endanger mankind if not handled well. Thunder and lightning rumbled incessantly outside the mansion, as if a storm were brewing, like it w
“Oh, you’re scared,” he said, his voice laced with contempt as his hand tightened around Joyce's neck. “I thought you were fearless, with how boldly you displayed your schemes, hmm?” “P-l-e-a-s-e… d-d-on’t k-k-ill—” Joyce pleaded. Her state of mind was in shambles, as if death were clawing its w


















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