I Didn't Do It Serie Mga Nobela at Kwento

“My apologies, Alpha.” Damian turned back to me, eyes like ice, “i am waiting.” I took a deep breath, forcing the words out. “I didn’t do it,” I said quietly. “Even the Moon Goddess knows I would never harm a child. I would never hurt anyone.” “I checked the CCTV footage,” Damian said flatly, “Not a single camera captured what happened. So tell me why should I believe you?” I frowned, "So there’s no footage showing me committing the crime, is there? So how can you say I’m guilty?"

They know better than to push — but that doesn’t stop them from dissecting me like a crime scene. “It’s about the brunette photos,” Jackson says flatly. “His special friend saw it.” Right like usual. “Ohhh shit,” Enrique winces. “He nuked his relationship.” They’re all pretty good at getting stuff. Especially stuff they should not get. They talk like I’m not kneeling right there, trying not to rip something apart. But they’re wrong about one thing … I didn’t do anything … D did. “D —” I spit the letter like it tastes rotten. “D nuked it.”

The moment the screen lit up, my blood ran cold. The screen showed the footage of my abuse from three years ago. Those men had filmed my torment from every angle for their entertainment. My body began trembling uncontrollably. I felt cold all over, and even breathing grew difficult. "No… this can't be happening…" I couldn't find my voice and could only stare at the screen. Back then, Joshua personally told me that he had destroyed every single video. I snapped my head up and looked at him, my eyes wide with fury. I lunged at him while still on my knees. "Joshua, please don't send that out. I'm begging you."

"You let your lover walk right into our home and do whatever he wants to our daughter. Stella, where the hell is your conscience?" She rushed to explain, words spilling out fast. "You've got it wrong! Robert isn't my lover. He's the student we sponsored together, remember? After he graduated, he couldn't find a job, and he's a single dad raising his daughter alone. I couldn't just leave him out on the street, so I brought them here. "And no one's abusing Heidi. After you left, she came down with a serious illness. I had no choice but to keep her restrained. Those injuries… She did those to herself when she had episodes. It has nothing to do with Robert."

This bed, the one we were supposed to share after our wedding, had been desecrated. Methodically, I packed a small bag with my essentials, my ID, and my credit cards. Then I walked out of that apartment, out of that life, without a single look back. Half an hour later, I was in a luxury suite at one of Lorenzo's hotels, the silence a welcome balm. My phone buzzed. A video from an unknown number. I opened it. My stomach dropped. It was a sex tape. Marco and Sofia. In my bed. Marco was grunting and moaning, "Fuck, Sofia, you feel so good... I fucking love you..." Her ecstatic cries filled the audio.

"Fuck how the hell did my shrug reach there and these clothes, it's a shirt of some guy." Please tell me I didn't do it. "No please no. How can I give my virginity to a stranger." I did not do it. No. No. No. What have I done?

一 A girl like her won't shake me 一 I said it out loud to him, but I wanted to say it to myself. 一 Why does she hate you so much? 一 He asked looking at the direction she had gone. 一 I don't know why, I never did anything to her 一 I was honest. 一 Apparently she wants more than her boyfriend 一 He said taking a last sip of his drink 一 I'll get you a soda and one more for me 一 He said and I agreed.

Serena ***WARNING - SCENE INVOLVING SEXUAL ASSAULT*** I asked for the evening off because I wasn’t feeling well and got sent home. What part of me thought that Dario could ever be a decent person? The man was a Dragonetti, for christ's sake. The family who tore mine apart and turned my Pappa into the person he was today. He even admitted to fucking my sorority sisters, a betrayal I couldn’t fault them for because they weren’t aware that I had slept with him as well.

I let those snobbish classmates crown Marcus and humiliate me. To make things worse, I had listened to her and didn't bring June along. I was defenseless when the crowd took advantage of the chaos to lay their hands on me. I begged Jasmine for help, but all she did was look at me coldly. "You've never served a woman before. Let them teach you. Make sure to study up." Later on, private videos of me spread everywhere. I became the subject of ridicule and abuse. I hadn't been able to lift my head ever since.

“Did I do well?" He frowned slightly. “Do well?" “You know, when we uh..." I trailed off, suddenly realising that I wasn't even sure we did it. “We did it, didn't we?" “Did what?" He asked, slightly exasperated. “Had...sex. We had sex, didn't we?" His face cleared only slightly. “Yeah? I thought you knew that". I shook my head. “I don't remember. I drank a lot that night. So did I do well?"