Don't Stop, Daddy
They both were.
One evening, her mother announced she would be leaving town for a weekend conference. The moment the words left her lips, Sierra’s stomach twisted with equal parts dread and relief.
Her mother smiled warmly, oblivious. “You two will be fine without me, right?”
Sierra forced a smile. Damien nodded, his mask flawless.
But beneath the table, his hand closed around Sierra’s thigh, a silent promise, a dangerous vow.
When the weekend came, the ruin they had built upon became the stage for their undoing. With her mother gone, restraint evaporated. The house, once suffocating with risk, became their private cage.
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