Spying On My Sister Novelas e Histórias

I hesitated for a moment before answering. "Where are you?" she demanded, her angry voice making my heart skip a beat. I swallowed hard, trying to sound calm. "What do you mean? I'm at home, of course!" "Don't lie to me!" she snapped. "Your location says you're somewhere else." I furrowed my brows, confusion growing. I glanced at my phone screen before responding. "Wait a minute... Are you stalking me?" "This isn't stalking," she said softly. "It's just a sister looking out for another. I don't want the same mistake that happened at Wild Song to repeat itself."

"About my sister and what you're doing to her." Sienna sets down her tablet. She studies me. "I see… and what exactly do you think I'm doing to her?" "You're breaking her, controlling her. You're…" I take a breath. "I saw the photos." Something like acknowledgement shows in her expression. "You went into my study." "I was cleaning." "You were snooping." "Does it matter?" My voice rises. "You have dozens of photos of my sister collared and posed like she's your fucking dog."

That left me with no choice but to handle it all alone, digging through digital mazes in hopes of tracing my sister's next move. Then something strange happened one morning. I noticed odd activity flashing across my screens. At first, it was confusing—lines of code jumping, files flickering, things moving too quickly. Then I spotted something unmistakable: data transferring from one of the servers she had stolen from me long ago. That was all the confirmation I needed—my sister was up to her dirty tricks once again. But this time, I refused to let her slip away so easily.

“He told you?” “No. I was eavesdropping.” “It’s rude to eavesdrop, you know.” My sister shrugs, unapologetic. “It sounded important.” She vacates her spot at the vanity in favor of my bedside. The mattress sinks slightly under her weight. “Tell me what’s bothering you.” “Nothing’s—”

I don't want my freaking sister to spy on me no more. ..... 'You don't have to worry about anything, love! I am there... I will make sure Ava is out of our way.' ..... 'Now come on give me a kiss!' ~~~~ I sighed laying in my bed silently. The alarm clock kept on the table beside my bed rung four times already, yet I was in my bed--- mourning to myself over the words of my brother Noah, that I eavesdropped the last night. It was past midnight, I have had gone to fetch myself some water when I heard him. He was talking to someone. Nah, not on the phone but physically. There was someone in his room.

I trailed off after my worst attempt to speak as I struggled to get the words out. "Look, I'm not asking you. I'm ordering you and you have no option," Wow, both the brother and sister are the same. Both are mannerless and arrogant. "But how will I know who he is cheating with when I'm always locked inside?" I said, hoping she would drop this ridiculous idea. How can I spy on myself? Won't that be weird? "Well, I have a strong feeling he is cheating on me with Sasha," Did she say, Sasha? I let out a nervous chuckle "Sasha?"

Enjoy the filth without worry 😈 I've been spying on my sister for about two months; watching her change her clothes through her bedroom window. I never thought I'd take it any farther than just spying. She is my sister, after all. To me it's just a good way to see some tits, ass and pussy on a regular basis.

I was unwilling to let my sister bring me down any further, and so I hung up without so much as saying goodbye. To stop her from disturbing me further, I added her optical computer's serial code to my own computer's blocklist. Around lunchtime, Isaiah returned from the training ground. When he had finished giving milk to our daughter, he held her in his arms and sat down next to me. He kept giving me furtive glances. "Is there something you want to say?" I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Your sister called me, begging for help. Dirk ripped out her eyes. She wants me to rescue her."

Her pretense almost earned a chuckle from me. Sienna laughed, sensing my hesitation. She always had a way of sniffing out my weakness like blood in water. “Do you not miss me, little sister? We should catch up sometime. Like old times.” She hung up almost immediately. I stared at the screen, a thousand thoughts racing through my head. Jessie, not Theo. There was no way Sienna should have known. Nobody was supposed to have even a tiny clue about who Jessie is. Why was Sienna spying on me and stalking me to begin with? Had she not gotten enough out of me?

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.