Romans & histoires Big Brother Is Watching You

"Is he here? Warren?" She gave a small laugh and stepped forward, blocking my view. "Oh, don’t worry, dear. Warren’s quite happy where he is." Before I could say anything more, she turned the screen toward me. "Just have a look at this." My gaze fell on the phone’s display—and everything in me dropped. There, frozen mid-scene on Warren’s screen, was a paused adult video. High-definition. Way too graphic. But it wasn’t the image that struck me hardest. It was the title. Bold. Leering. "Stepsister Seduces Big Brother."

7 His whole body froze. A thin red light pulsed across his eyes. Layla’s stomach dropped. “What? What’s happening?” “Someone is trying to watch us,” he growled.“Hackers are breaching the feed. They’re trying to watch—live.” He blocked it—hard, fast—but they pushed again. Closer. Big Daddy pulled out, cock raging. “They’re after you. I stop now—and fix this.” Layla surged from the tub, water cascading, robe snatched. “No. Not again. How do we end this? Once and for all.”

“You like her.” “Shut up.” His eyes danced. “You so like her.” “You’re a flirt,” I snapped, stepping toward him again. “You change girls like guitar picks. You’re not going near my wife.” “But you just said she’s not really—” I pointed toward the door. “You may be a star out there, Brian, but in here? You’re nothing. Walk out, or I’ll have security bounce your ass.” He held up his hands, smirking. “Fine, fine. Message received, Big Brother.”

Like someone was holding their breath in the dark. Cassian’s hand hovered near my back again. “Talk to me if you see something.” “I will.” Rubio whispered through the comms, “Movement on the cameras outside. One person. No face visible.” Cassian curses quietly. “Someone’s watching the building.” My heart thudded. Mara whispered, “They knew we’d come.” Cassian didn’t answer. He turned to me instead. His voice was low, raw. “Stay close. Whatever happens, stay close.”

His head is down. Below the video, Richard's message reads: "Stay in line. Don't forget, I'm watching." I watch Bryson's face in the background before the clip ends. The painful knot in my chest tightens even more until I can barely breathe. He's monitoring everything. Every moment. Every interaction. I'm being watched at all times. I see Bryson from a distance on campus a few days later. He's walking alone with his hood up and his hands shoved in his pockets. He looks smaller somehow. Colder maybe?

But what hurt even more was the response that followed. “Hmm... don’t worry, Mom,” Alexander replied calmly. “Althea is here now... and she’s carrying the grandchild you’ve always wanted.” “So don’t get yourself too worked up.” Theariza froze outside the door. The hand gripping the doorknob slowly weakened. And for the first time... She truly felt how alone she was in her own home. TO BE CONTINUED.

"I'm the one who should apologize, Ms. Miller. I shouldn't have accepted your gift if it was going to make Mr. Chase so mad. I'll return the watch. Please just tell Mr. Chase to stop targeting me at work." His acting was so bad that I almost laughed, but Hailey bought it. She glared at me and snapped, "Who do you think you are, Landon Chase? You're just a technician and don't even call the shots in this company. If you won't stop bullying the employees, believe it or not, I'll send you off to the factory!" I wasn't intimidated by her threat at all. Instead, I firmly shot back, "Fine! Send me there. Just don't regret it!"

News alerts, texts from reporters, social media mentions. "Vanessa Whitmore Arrested in Connection to Acid Attack" "Designer's Stepsister Charged in Showcase Assault" "Family Betrayal: Claire Cross's Sister Hired Attacker" I turned my phone face down, not wanting to read anymore. "It's everywhere already," I said. Julian picked up his own phone and scrolled through. "They're calling her your sister," he observed. "Not stepsister." "Close enough," I muttered. Julian kept reading, his expression growing darker. "What?" I asked.

“I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you. But Alexander… he’s who I want. Who I need.” Alexander stepped closer to me. “We didn’t plan any of this. It started slow and then we couldn’t stop. Now this blackmailer is trying to destroy us.” Brady stopped pacing and looked at me. “What do the videos show exactly? Everything?” I nodded. “Yes. The shower. The alley. The couch. They have cameras somewhere. They’re always watching.” Brady rubbed his face. “I got the new one. You two on the couch. It was clear. If I got it, other people could too. You need to stop paying and go to the police.”

Maybe if we were still together, he wouldn't have been thinking of something like that", I thought as I left to give the weekly attendance to my assistant. I headed back as I saw Abigael head bent, her earpiece placed in both ears. I glanced at the video she was watching, my eyes almost popping out of its place. On the screen was the title of the movie 'Addicted to you". I saw as the older guy tried to force the young guy into having sex with him. The other guy tried his best to stop him but the young guy dominated him, making him give in. I felt my eyes blurry as I held the chair which startled Abigael as she paused the movie and removed the earpiece turning to see me. " Sorry to startle yo