~~Writer~~"Marry daddy, mommy." Drake's small voice called her attention from where he peeked through a slightly ajar door. She blankly stared at him for some seconds, before turning to look at Eron, who at that moment, looked like the most upright man she had ever come across. She knew better, though.She loved him, that was a given. She loved him with all her heart. But was love truly enough? Wasn't he the same man who made sure that everything her family owned crashed to the ground, thereby reducing her to nothing? Was he not the same man who left her all by herself before? Was there any proof that he could not easily leave her again? And the fact that he had another family.. another daughter, made her aware that she would be signing up to be a stepmom as well. Was love worth all the hassle?"Fremantle?" He asked in a more tender voice than he had first proposed and she felt her knees go weak at the sound of it. She knew she had to answer now. So she took a deep breath, her eyes t
"Accepted my ring and back to avoiding me like a plague. What's wrong, Fremantle?" Eron questioned as soon as Frema closed the front door of the mansion. She stayed frozen at the spot for some seconds, her guilty bright blue eyes staring back into his contrasting angry gray ones. "I'm not.. avoiding you. What's making you think that?" She asked him in return when she got a hold of herself, taking off her floral facemask that matched her sleeveless knee-length dress at the same time which she spoke. He rolled his eyes."You've gotten better at lying. Should I be getting scared?" He stood at the same spot, not bothering to move an inch. Not that she wanted him to. If he moved any closer, he could easily hear the pounding of her heart, a give away of how much she was lying to him."If you wish, but I'm not telling any lies right now, if that makes you feel better. I was out with Riley and she finally managed to get a job for me.." She trailed off when she noticed how much his expression
Kayden, Frema's father, had a huge smile on his face as he laid his big, black briefcase down on an opposite couch from them, awaiting an answer. Frema swallowed, uneasy before looking back at her mother for help but Heather looked away nonchalantly."Frema?" He prodded, looking between the two women suspiciously. "Y-yes?" She stuttered, stalling with the answers he was looking for."You want to get married and spend the rest of your life with who?" He asked clearly now, lowering himself onto the couch. She knew she had to say the truth now. She should have listened to Eron when he suggested his more 'technical' approach which involved allowing her parents to warm up to him. Now there was no turning back. She was here now. Hopefully, her father would be more understanding. So she raised her right hand in the air briefly, showcasing the light, but overly expensive diamond ring which sat on her ring finger."With Eron, dad. I love him. I love him enough to be able to forgive him for al
"I want to go back to my father! Why can't I be with him and the bastard boys get to stay?" Titi cried out in frustration as she paced about the small room. Her mother lay on the bed, her eyes fixed on a particular spot on the ceiling."They're not bastards, Titi. They're really your father's kids." Kayla replied calmly. "No." Titi objected and Kayla turned to her."No, what?" She questioned in annoyance."No, they're not. I mean, they couldn't be. I'm so beautiful, just like my father but they look like hideous creatures. They're so ugly, I can't even stand them." Titi alleged and Kayla rolled her eyes, diverting her eyes back to the ceiling."We need to think of a way to take over that house. We need to win. I have something that I can use against Frema, but I'll need your help." Kayla said, turning to stare directly at her daughter's face. Titi's eyes immediately shone with mischief and she was sitting beside her mother on the bed in no time."What is it, mom? How can I help?" Ka
Frema eyed him suspiciously, her eyes still hooded from heavy lust."I don't trust your games, Eron Castile." She said matter-of-factly. He chuckled and bent his finger inside her into an L-shape, it caused her to let out a strangled moan."I promise I'll be a good boy with this one." He promised her and she rolled her eyes but still nodded her head in agreement. He pulled his finger away from her soaked cunt and she let out a disappointed sound that resembled growling. Eron grinned and bent to whisper in her ear,"Get in the 69 position right now, babe, the first person to cum loses to the other. The winner gets to ask anything from the loser." Frema was temporarily pulled out of her dazed state at the sound of that. Did this mean she could finally ask him about her father's properties? Or was that too heavy a topic? He didn't wait for her response before moving her into said position, grabbing her ass cheeks as he took her soft, pink pussy in his mouth.Frema's mouth enclosed his c
As his car sped past the line of jacaranda trees that indicated the entrance into the estate where Eron's office was located, Arsen carefully parked his Honda Civics when he arrived at the parking lot of the building and alighted the car, looking rather calm as opposed to how charged he felt inside.He could not believe Eron Castile had the guts to propose to his sister, still, after ruining their family, after lowering his father to a literal nobody in the city. It was the reason he was about to cause a scene. A scene his mother and sister would not be proud of, but one his father would be proud of.Arsen marched to the receptionist table when he went inside and spoke calmly to the woman, "Where's Eron's office?"She smiled like she was on remote control. It didn't reach her eyes. "Do you have an appointment?" She questioned. Arsen rapped his fingers on the table to keep his emotions in check. The woman, whose working badge introduced her as Betty, stared at him, unmoved, even when s
"Hey, babe! My boys!" Riley greeted enthusiastically as she pulled the door to her house open for Frema and the twins to enter. It was her daughter, Halsey's birthday that evening and the house was already full by the time they arrived."Hey, babes. Wow, we're really late, then." Frema observed and Riley laughed."Not really. Most people are just early." She replied, walking towards a set of chairs. The boys took their seats dutifully and then Riley whisked Frema away for some gossip in the kitchen, while they worked."Where's birthday girl?" Frema asked when they got to the kitchen. Riley sighed."Sleeping." She responded, shaking her head as she did. Frema gasped and then burst out laughing immediately after."What?" She questioned and Riley began to laugh as well. "I swear, I shouldn't have fed her so much before the party. We're literally just playing games with the kids first, to keep them entertained while we wait for the queen's wake." She reported. "I can't relate." Frema sta
The blinding rays of the early morning sunlight poured into the room without restriction, causing Frema to squint as she stretched and yawned simultaneously. She had fallen asleep on Riley's bed, which was not a surprise. Riley was not on the bed when she woke up, so she got off it and began to look for her."Riley?" She called when she got close to the kitchen."I'm here." Riley shouted back from the kitchen and Frema walked into it, leaning against a counter once she was inside. "Did you dream of me? Sweet dreams, I mean." Riley questioned, putting a frozen container into the microwave. Frema picked up one of the chocolate tarts she had made and stuffed it in her mouth before replying,"No sweet dreams. Fortunately for me, no bad ones either." Riley glared at her for talking with her mouth full of food, but Frema only laughed at her expression. Barely a minute later, Riley was rushing to the sink. She threw up immediately she got there and just as she was about to turn back, she fe