LOGINThat morning, I woke up with a strange feeling. There was something nagging in my stomach not pain, but a hunch I couldn't explain. I glanced at Leon who was still asleep beside me, then quietly walked to the bathroom.Inside the bathroom, I opened the small cabinet under the sink. My hand searched among the bottles of shampoo and soap, until finally my fingers touched a small box I hadn't opened in a long time. A pregnancy test.I had bought that box a few weeks ago, for no clear reason. Maybe because of the same hunch, maybe because my body had been feeling different lately. I didn't know.With trembling hands, I opened the package and took the test. I waited a few minutes, staring at the small screen with my heart pounding.Then the result appeared.Two lines.I was pregnant.I fell silent, staring at the test result with wide eyes. Pregnant. In a situation like this amid the chaos of my dreams, my fear of Julian, and all the tension hitting my family.I put the test in the pocket
The next morning, Leon took me to the psychologist's office he had found. A middle-aged woman with a warm smile and understanding eyes welcomed us in the waiting room. Her name was Dr. Amanda, and she was one of the best psychologists in the city."Good morning, Mrs. Ana. Your husband has told me a little about your situation. But I'd like to hear directly from you. What brought you here?"I looked at Leon, who was holding my hand tightly. He nodded, giving me support. I took a deep breath, then started telling my story."I often have dreams. Very vivid dreams. About the past, about the men who used to be in my life."Dr. Amanda nodded, looking at me attentively. "Tell me more detail, Ma'am. What kind of dreams do you have?"I looked down for a moment, then started telling her everything. About the dreams with Leon, Sebastian, and Adrian. About how the three of them took turns having me, about how I felt incredible pleasure in those dreams. About my last dream, where my hands were tie
I fell asleep with my feelings still in turmoil. My mind kept spinning about those dreams, about Adrian and Sebastian who also experienced them, about the strange bond that still connected the three of us.I didn't know when the dream started, but suddenly I was in a dark room. My hands were tied with rope, stretched above my head. I tried to move, but I couldn't. My body was naked, and I felt cold air touching my skin.The door opened, and three men walked in without any clothes. Leon, Sebastian, and Adrian. Their bodies were muscular and full of desire, their eyes staring at me with burning lust. I felt my heart pounding, a mixture of fear and confusing arousal.But then, I saw Julian in the corner of the room, carrying a camera. He smiled cynically, recording every move we made."Julian? What are you doing here?"He didn't answer. He just kept recording, his eyes cold and full of satisfaction.Leon approached me, his hand grabbing my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. "You bel
Leon held me for a long time, letting me cry on his shoulder. I felt an incredible relief—he wasn't angry, he wasn't disappointed, he actually supported me. But beneath that relief, there was another guilt still nagging at me.Leon had to come home early because of me. I disrupted his work, made him worry, all because of my stupid dream."Leon," I said softly, after my tears began to subside. "I'm sorry for making you come home early. I know you're so busy with the Empire Group project."Leon sighed, wiping the tears from my cheeks. "Don't apologize, Sweetheart. Family is my priority. Work can wait. But you..." He looked at me seriously. "I want to ask you something."I looked at him, my heart pounding. "What?"Leon took my hand, gripping it tightly. "Has Julian ever flirted with you? Has he ever done anything that made you uncomfortable?"I fell silent. Memories of Julian approaching me in the children's room, the way he looked at me, the way his touch felt too familiar, all of it fl
Leon came home that night. I heard the sound of his car pulling into the garage, then his heavy footsteps in the hallway. I sat in the living room, clasping my own hands, trying to calm myself. My heart was pounding when the door opened and Leon walked in.He looked tired, but there was concern in his eyes when he saw me. He walked closer, sat beside me, and took my hand."Ana, what's wrong? You sounded so panicked on the phone. What happened?"I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. I could only stare at him with teary eyes, feeling the words stuck in my throat."Ana," he called again, his voice growing softer. "Tell me. What happened?"I couldn't hold it anymore. Tears started streaming down my cheeks, and I cried. I cried like a child, releasing all the burdens I had been holding inside.Leon was confused. He hugged me, stroking my back gently. "Sweetheart, what happened? Why are you crying? Did someone hurt you?"I shook my head, still crying. "I... I cheated, Leon."Leon was sh
Julian drove me and Clara to the Pilates studio. The ride felt awkward for me, but Clara seemed to enjoy it. She kept chatting with Julian, asking about his job, about his life, about everything. Julian answered politely, occasionally glancing at me through the rearview mirror.I sat in the back seat, staring out the window, trying to ignore them. I couldn't speak. Every time I tried to open my mouth, the words felt stuck in my throat.At the Pilates studio, Clara and I worked out together. My body felt stiff, my mind wandering everywhere. I kept thinking about Julian, about that night, about the guilt that haunted me."Ana, are you alright?" Clara asked, watching me. "You seem unfocused today."I smiled faintly, trying to reassure her. "I'm just a little tired. Didn't sleep well last night."Clara nodded, not suspicious. "I sometimes have trouble sleeping too. Too many thoughts."After Pilates was done, we walked out of the studio. Clara got a phone call and had to go somewhere, so s
I fell silent.Marriage. I'd never imagined getting married, especially not to a man as rich and as mysterious as Mr. Leon. I was just a plain, fat girl who spent her life cleaning up other people's dirt."Why me?" I asked.Mr. Leon was still crouching in front of me, his eyes staring at me without
Two days passed.I tried to avoid Mr. Leon and his guests. I worked harder than usual. I cleaned every corner of the mansion, washed Clara's clothes until they smelled fresh, and even swept parts of the yard I had never touched before. I hoped that if I worked hard enough, everything would go back
I let out a long sigh. Clara's orders were absolute. If I didn't come, she'd get angry. I already knew how terrible her anger could be. Things could go flying, her words could cut sharper than knives, and I could get thrown out of this mansion. So I walked through the mansion's long corridors. Exp
Ana's Pov.I sat on one of the wooden pews in this church. My hands tightly gripped the edge of my dress until the fabric wrinkled. My boyfriend, Max, stood there in his neat black suit. Beside him was Sasha, my best friend since the first day I arrived in this city two years ago. Sasha's stomach wa







