GENESISMy heart was pounding in my chest with every step I took closer to the classroom. My stomach churned with queasiness, and all I wanted was to run upstairs and curl under the bed sheets. I didn’t want to face Miss Melissa—but I couldn’t miss class, and I needed to get my bottle from her.I knew there would be questions the moment I stepped through that door. Questions I didn’t want to answer. And yet, part of me was curious why she hadn’t shown the bottle to anyone else.I stopped just a few feet from the door and stared at the handle. Taking a deep, steadying breath, I told myself not to act nervous. There was nothing written on that bottle—she shouldn’t know what was inside.With that thought, I pushed the door open and stepped inside, letting it close with a soft click behind me. Slowly, I moved toward her.“You’re ten minutes late, Genesis,” her voice was firm, but she didn’t look up. Her eyes were fixed on the notes she was writing in her book.I rubbed the back of my neck
GENESISAs we walked into the house, he still didn’t say a word to me. The silence gnawed at me, keeping me on edge. I didn’t know what to expect—was this the moment he would finally lash out?Just then, Daisy leapt off the couch the moment she saw us.“Lily!” she shouted with pure excitement.I smiled, barely in time before she flung herself at me. I staggered back from the impact, but large hands caught my shoulders, steadying me before I could fall.“Daisy, you need to be careful,” Kieran said, his voice firm. Then his hands dropped away—and with them, his warmth.Daisy’s lips wobbled. “I’m sorry.” She turned to me quickly, brightening. “Lily, I heard you weren’t feeling well. You didn’t come to dance class today. We all missed you!”I bent down, kneeling to her height, and smiled. I touched my chest with two fingers, then gave her a thumbs-up—something Liam had taught me.She tilted her head, watching carefully. “That means… you’re okay?”I nodded, then pointed at her and formed a
INTERLUDEThe young maid's eyes darted around nervously, making sure no one could overhear her."Yes, ma'am," she whispered, nodding quickly."She was rushed to the hospital."A low hum came from the other end of the phone. "And you still have no information on what happened?""No. Ever since she was taken from the estate, they haven’t returned," the maid said, glancing over her shoulder. She pressed the phone closer to her ear, as if that would somehow guarantee privacy."I need you to keep me updated. Everything she does—everything—I want to know. Am I clear?""Yes, ma'am. I will.""Good." The line went dead.The maid straightened, adjusted her uniform, and scanned the hallway once more. Seeing no one, she slipped the phone into her pocket and began climbing the stairs.Unbeknownst to her, another maid had been lingering at the bottom of the staircase. As the first maid disappeared from view and the master bedroom door clicked shut, the second maid stepped forward with a small smile
KIERAN"Are you hungry, princess?" I asked as I finished buckling her seatbelt. She looked up at me, her face pale, those green eyes dull and distant—and I felt a sharp flare of anger. At myself.She shook her head. I cupped her cheek, and she leaned into the touch, her long lashes fluttering shut like they always did when she craved comfort."Are you sure? What about ice cream?" I offered gently. "Do you want some?"Her eyes opened at that, but she didn't react. Just stared at me, and for a second, I swore I saw them shimmer.I stiffened. "Do you feel any pain? Does your stomach hurt?" I placed a hand on her flat stomach. She shook her head again, offering me a small, forced smile—the kind that made my chest tighten. It didn’t reach her eyes.I let out a soft sigh, leaned in, and kissed the tip of her nose. Then I shut the door and moved around to the driver's seat, her medication in hand.Once I got in, I slid the medicine bag off my lap and tucked it into the center console. The li
GENESIS“Are you okay, Genesis?” Miss Melissa’s voice reached me, and I immediately looked up at her. She looked worried, but I forced a quick nod—even though that was far from true.My stomach was hurting badly. I could barely sit still, and it felt like I was about to throw up.“You’re definitely not fine—you look pale,” she said, reaching out to place her hand on my forehead. She held it there for a few moments before pulling away.“You’re not burning up, that’s a good sign. But can you tell me where it hurts? Because I know you’re in pain, and don’t lie to me.”I shifted in my seat again. It was a deep, twisting pain in my lower stomach. I looked down at my book, but the letters were all jumbled, and a wave of dizziness washed over me.I swallowed hard, but my throat felt dry and raw—like it had been scraped against something rough. The bitter taste of that liquid still clung to my tongue, like something was rotting inside me.I raised a shaky hand and pressed it against my lower
GENESIS“Tell me if it hurts, princess,” Kier said softly as he slowly applied the white paste to me. I shivered at the cold texture, and his eyes snapped up to meet mine, clouded with worry.“Does it hurt?” he asked again, but before I could answer, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss at the top of my pussy. My eyes went wide, and my leg instinctively snapped shut, trapping his head between my legs.He chuckled lowly. “Looks like someone wants me to lick the pain away.”Realizing what I’d done, I quickly spread my legs open again. He chuckled deeper and looked up at me, but I shook my head fiercely. That was gross—he shouldn’t put his mouth there.“Why the shocked face, princess? Never experienced cunnilingus before?” His perfectly arched brow rose high, and I frowned.Cunni... What was that?How did he say it?I reached for my notepad and pencil lying beside me, feeling his gaze on me, his hand gripping my thigh tightly, warmth radiating between my legs.Quickly, I scribbled:W
“Look at those eyes. So innocent,” Knight murmured with a feral grin. “Like you still think you can escape. You can’t. I’ll shatter every illusion you have—one thrust at a time.”He didn’t stop. His cock kept slamming into her relentlessly, his hand wrapped around her throat, leaving bloody prints smeared across her delicate skin.Even as an orgasm tore through Genesis’s lithe body, Knight showed no mercy. He kept ramming into her, ruthlessly, brutal.“Ahhh… uh, uh—” she moaned, her voice trembling with overwhelming intensity. Her gaze dropped—and her eyes widened in disbelief. She could see the bulge of his dick pressing against the skin of her lower stomach.Knight’s hand, which had been roughly kneading her breast, began trailing downward. Slowly. Purposefully. Until it rested just where the outline of him protruded beneath her skin.“M… my sto—” she whimpered, her nails digging into her thighs as she braced herself against the vicious rhythm of his thrusts.Then he pressed his pal
The knife slit through the man’s throat, blood splattering across Knight’s face. The man fell to the floor with a heavy thud. Knight closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. After a few seconds, his eyes snapped open, and he looked down at the five bodies scattered before him, blood pooling beneath them. He stared, expressionless, as if he hadn’t just committed a massacre.Blood dripped from his hand, running down the knife and onto the floor. But Knight was not satisfied. There was another blood he wanted splattered all over the ground.“Boss,” one of his underlings stepped forward, head bowed, holding out a face towel. Knight turned to him but didn’t reach for it.“Is everything settled?” he asked, his voice calm and collected.The man replied evenly, careful to keep his voice steady. “Yes, boss.”Knight turned back to the bodies. “Get rid of them.”Without another word, he turned and began walking out of the warehouse. Outside, he stood a few feet from the car, bathed in moonlight an
“Oh my god, oh my god, my baby, what happened to you?” Monica rushed into Jimmy’s room, where he was lying on the bed, his brother Mark at his side, while the family doctor attended to his injuries.She froze as she stood next to him, her eyes widening at the full extent of his injuries. His face was horribly battered—it was a miracle they could still recognize him.Tears welled up, but Monica blinked them back, turning to look at Mark.“Who did this to him?”Mark glanced at the doctor. His silence spoke volumes, signaling that he couldn’t disclose anything while the doctor was still in the room. Monica took a deep breath, nodded, and wiped her eyes. She returned her gaze to Jimmy, unable to look away from her broken son.When the doctor finished, he gave Monica a solemn look. "Your son is stable for now, but the injuries are severe. He’ll need constant care and rest."Monica nodded absently, her gaze still locked on Jimmy’s battered face. A heavy weight settled in her chest. "Thank y