Novel & Cerita You Belong In My Sweet Home

I was at my apartment, a very huge and classic villa, a place I never dreamed of having four years ago. It has a different setting, shelves with many song albums I have sung, one was playing in the background, one of my favourite, a lonely and sad song. I was lonely and sad right here and it was the perfect music for the moment. I am now a very popular American musician who has come for a joint business in a company called Oran group. Since I was a very popular person, they have spent billions just to have me here. Well, that is how popular I have become.

"You can come home. You should come home. You must come home. Because you're doing what I did. Choosing honest uncertainty over dishonest certainty. Choosing reality over comfortable belief. Choosing truth over belonging. That's hard. That's painful. That's costly. And you need a community that honours that choice. That supports that sacrifice. That welcomes that courage. We're that community. This is that place. You belong here. Absolutely. Certainly. Without doubt. Come home. Both of you. Come home." Resolve stood next. "I agree. You belong here. I was angry when you left. Felt abandoned. Felt rejected. But I understand now. You needed to try certainty. Needed to discover what it cost. Nee

It served as a quiet warning. “Dressing like this in public is too inappropriate. Of course,” he said as he leaned in closer, lowering his voice on purpose, “you can wear it for me at home. I’m very possessive.” My heart raced, but when I looked up and saw Joanna standing across from us, my heartbeat suddenly calmed. “You’re into the soft, boho type of girls like Joanna, aren’t you? If you fancy her, then why are you still with me…” I lowered my head, my body trembling slightly. I couldn’t bring myself to finish the sentence.

“You belong right here, with us.” A bright smile spread across my face and I pushed my love, my desire, my need for them down our bond. “Resisting you was never going to work. I know that now. We might not have known it at the time but we belonged to each other since the day I set foot in Black Moon. And there is nowhere else I’d rather be than right here with you.”

“So fucking good. I’ve got you. I’m never letting you go. You’re safe. You’re mine. This is your home now.” I clung to him like he was the only solid thing left in my world—because he was. I felt used. I felt owned. I felt like the biggest slut on the planet. But somehow.. I’d never felt safer in my entire life. Johnny kissed me slow and deep, still buried inside me, still leaking the last of his cum into my ruined pussy. “Welcome home, princess,” he murmured against my lips. I smiled through the tears, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist. I was exactly where I belonged.

“Oh, god.” Rolling my eyes, I joined her outside. “Is that necessary? People are going to think I’m murdering you. I don’t need the cops—“ “Shh.” Cat waved a hand, cutting me off. “Listen.” “What are you—“ And then I heard it. The pulsing, stripper-esque beat of “Pour Some Sugar On Me,” echoing through the street. “The hell?” “Did you leave music on in your place?” Cat looked at me, her face baffled. “Or is someone giving a striptease somewhere?”

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By memory, Anna found the kitchen, suddenly she felt someone behind, Anna startled and asked: "Who is it?" At the same time, there was a loud scream, the sound shook Anna's eardrums, she quickly grabbed a big spoon, her heart beating faster. “Milady? Is it milady?" "Helen?" “Phew! It's milady." "Turn on the lights." Anna put down the big spoon, she thought Helen was too shy, making her think there was danger. Although there have been no thieves in the house in 16 years, maybe today they succeeded in getting inside? Who can predict the future?

"Ms. Valenti, congratulations. You have passed the screening for the confidential experiment. If you join the program, you'll need to travel to Silvercrest, and your domestic identity will be erased. Are you willing to participate?" I had planned to refuse. Lorenzo had always loved me as if I were his entire world, and at that moment, I was carrying his child. I had thought we would finally have a peaceful, happy family. But it seemed that was no longer true. Once the dancer finished her routine, Lorenzo's men called for her to stay and have fun with them.

And I know, with all that I’ve seen and all that I carry, that storms may rage again, darkness may rise once more. But we will not run. We will not hide. Because we belong here. Together. Bound.