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Only, they had woken up in the exact position they were in… with the monster still before them. A/N: Hi guys, I am back. And we have three more chapters for the week to go, yay! I just wanted to shine some light on my F* group, Rara's Ebooks for those on F******k who are interested. I'll be really glad if you join as that'll be a means to interact with one another and share your thoughts with me on WAST. On another note, I opened a space for character art in the reviews below, but they're also available in the fanart chapter as well.

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Elena’s father, the man from every dark and embarrassing fantasy I’d ever tried to bury, the cold and controlling billionaire. At forty-two, he looked carved from stone, his sharp jaw, silver threading his dark hair, and piercing eyes that pinned me in place. He was terrifying, but that didn‘t stop my pussy from clenching so hard and dripping just by force that I nearly moaned. “I-I’m sorry, Mr Blackwood,” I whispered, my voice shaking with either fear or wants, or lust or needs, I don’t know which right now. “I got lost. The game downstairs went wrong, and I was just looking for the bathroom to calm my nerves.” I told him. He rose slowly, towering over me.

From Tessa’s Perspective: I spent a week acting like a totally creepy stalker. I guess that’s kind of how I usually act in a way except, usually I’m doing it for work. This time, I’m doing it out of pure curiosity for another person. Damien. I’ve spied on him a few times from afar like a creep just watching his daily rituals. I’ve been practically ignoring all job requests, only visiting the bulletin board once this week whereas I usually take a job every two to three days. I looked as far back into his background as I could but it’s as if he didn’t exist before he started his business. There’s no family information, no childhood, no past jobs, nothing. I guess society doesn’t give two shits

"Rach, I'm sorry. Please don't be angry with Seb. I know you misunderstood my relationship with him." "Don't kneel. It's my fault for making you suffer. We'll go back right now." He even glared at me, his eyes seeming to accuse me of being ‘unreasonable’. More and more students gathered around, pointing and whispering. I could not be bothered to watch this farce any longer and turned to leave. Let them perform if they wanted—I would not be their audience. Vivian was quite capable, as Sebastian stopped coming that very day. I threw myself into my studies, joined the school's math club, and met Gabriel Campbell. He was tall and lean, wore black-rimmed glasses, and had a sunny smile.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

I don't know what will happen next. I start to panic at that thought. If I don’t know what is going to happen next with the changes I made, I don't want to be in this story anymore. Please, please let me out. I don't want to be stuck in a story where I don't know what is going to happen next. My phone vibrates. That was one of the changes you made. Be prepared for anything. And may the odds be ever in your favor xxx Nah, this isn't funny anymore. Someone is taking a piss. This was fun in some ways, but I'm not going to suffer for a silly W*****d story.

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