"I really thought you were meaning to do something else tonight when you told me that we were going to have a long night," Derrick said, defeated. He rolled his eyes and sighed as he drove as Lyra fed him some fries. "I was expecting something else to taste and enjoy.""Yikes, what are you talking about?" Lyra winced. She always wasn't ready for Derrick's random innuendos, but she can't blame him this time. It was really her fault that he thought of something completely wrong. "You're addicted to sex.""Woah!" Derrick gasped. "I never said anything about sex! What are you thinking? Oh my goodness, you're thinking about sex now?"Lyra sarcastically smiled and nodded, "Oh, yeah. I have been thinking about it nonstop. Like, right now, I am.""Okay, stop. "I will literally stop the car.""Stupid!" she blushed before grabbing a delicious looking piece of sushi and shoving it in her mouth. "You sound like a perv every time.""What can I say? I have been addicted to you.""Okay, maybe don't

Derrick was left with his two followers, watching his every move. For some reason, they feel chills running down their spines as he sits there on the living room couch, grinning while looking at the flowers swaying freely in the garden. Dame sighed and sat down with him before sighing once again. Zin stood still, arms crossed, and an eyebrow raised. He sat as if he were acting out a really beautiful scene from a music video, and the two had never seen his eyebrows and forehead be that relaxed. It was creepy. If they didn't know better, they would literally confuse him for a psychopath. "There's something wrong here," Zin whispered. He rubbed his arm with his palm to stop the goosebumps. "How am I the most normal one out of all of us right now?" "Go ahead, ask him," Dame stated. He rolled his eyes before turning to Derrick. "You two better stop arguing," Derrick commented. "It's not wise to ruin my perfectly great day." "Master," Zin called. "Why do you seem so happy and worry free

No matter how long it had been, Lyra wouldn't get used to her new life. Everything being so convenient, and the world changing to give her an advantage in everything she does, is completely foreign to her.She doesn't need to worry about traffic or waiting for the bus for so long. She doesn't even have to deal with weird taxi drivers because Derrick gave her a subscription to a luxurious driving service. Because now, anytime, she can just call a private driver. That's not all. When they left the building, three security guards followed in another car just behind them. Lyra almost wouldn't have noticed that someone was after them if Raine hadn't told her. The friend explained that there was always a guard following her and Rhian whenever they left the building. In the beginning, they said that they tried to stop them. However, upon thinking about it, they didn't mind anyway. Raine knew what happened to her cousin, and Rhian, even though she didn't say it, was obviously afraid of someth

"What are we going to do with this much doughnut?" Lyra was shocked to see a box containing a dozen doughnuts sitting in front of them. "I want to eat something, yes, but there is no way that we are going to finish all these.""I think they're giving it to us for the photos," Rhian said. "Look at the other tables; they're literally drowning in doughnuts!""I wish there was something else other than these," Raine complained. She turned to check out the cafe. "They just opened, huh? They don't have anything to sell yet. Look, they're not even selling their own food."The cafe looked fairly new. There are a bunch of pretty-looking designs. Cutouts of cakes and cupcakes were floating throughout the walls and ceiling. "Dolila," the huge signage up front read."This place is super cute!" she commented. "But why do the employees dress up like butlers? They didn't look like they belonged in here.""You're actually right about that," Rhian agreed. "I was honestly thinking about it; they need

Lyra’s POVI am useless and weak once again. I can’t move, I can't talk, and I can’t even breathe well. As I inhaled through my nose, my lungs rejected the oxygen as if a heavy block had been placed on top of my torso and I couldn’t take in any air. I felt awake; I am conscious, but there is absolutely nothing that I can do. I can’t twitch; I can’t even close my fist. I’ve been in this situation before. I have been weak and useless; I’ve been helpless.It was scary. It was weird that I could feel nothing but fear, and none of it was for me. I could see Rhian and Raine, both weeping beside me, as we were all in a dark room, lying on a huge bed. The cries and grunts of the other women from the room next door made my blood boil. It felt like an itch that would bleed after a ton of scratching but wouldn't stop feeling that uncomfortable. It felt dirty on all the places that the man had placed his hand. But no matter how disgusted and frustrated I am, I can’t bring myself to cry. My tears