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A Special Éclair Chapter 1
After Grandma and Grandpa passed away, Mom sold the old house and insisted on opening a pastry shop in town specializing in éclairs.The shop was tucked away in a quiet part of town, but business was booming. Early in the morning, just as the first light crept across the horizon, a few women radiating with excitement strolled up to the storefront. "Ma'am, we made it just in time! I'm taking all the éclairs today!"Mom shook her head firmly and said, "One per customer. No exceptions."The two women instantly frowned. "Seriously? I dragged myself out of bed this early, and you're telling me you won't sell? Just let me buy them all so you can call it a day!"Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, they unzipped a large black bag and dropped a stack of cash on the counter. "How about now? I don't believe you'll turn this down!" Mom glanced at the cash without a word. Instead, she calmly slipped on her gloves and said, "Ladies, long night? By the looks of it, dinner didn't
A Special Éclair Chapter 2
For some reason, I could not fall asleep that night. At some point, I noticed my bedroom door slightly ajar and a faint shadow stretched across the floor, illuminated by the weak moonlight. I immediately broke into a cold sweat, and my blanket clung to me uncomfortably. I stayed perfectly still, straining my ears to catch any sounds. There were faint, intermittent noises, and I wondered if I had forgotten to close the window. However, just as I was about to peek out, a face suddenly appeared before me.I screamed, kicking my legs wildly, only for a hand to clamp firmly over my mouth. My eyes widened in terror until I recognized the person standing before me—Tiffany.With a cold tone, she asked, "Dakota, you've been helping Mom in the shop all these years. Aren't you at least a little curious about how these éclairs are made?"She added, "Why don't we swipe a few and let someone else figure it out? We could even make some money!"Of course, I was curious. I had tried to find ou
A Special Éclair Chapter 3
I could not help but shiver as an uneasy chill crept up my spine. By the time I snapped out of it, I realized I was already near the basement's cellar. The air grew colder with every step, and my bare feet against the freezing floor made me wince.As I approached the door, Tiffany's moans became much clearer. In the emptiness of the hallway, her sounds echoed, creating a strange heat in the pit of my stomach despite the biting cold. Suddenly, the noises stopped, as if she sensed my presence. I froze in place, my heart pounding. Then, her voice sounded strained yet firm as she shouted, "Don't come in… Ah! Just a little while more!"After that, her moaning continued. The flickering lights above cast unsettling shadows on the walls, and my uneasiness grew. My voice cracked as I said, "Tiffany, come out! If Mom finds out, you'll be in serious trouble!""Just wait! Three minutes, I promise—I'll be right out!" she shouted, her tone strained yet filled with urgency. Sweat started to
A Special Éclair Chapter 4
The hidden room was dimly lit, but I could make out the shapes of about four men inside. Each of them was well-built, their muscular frames clearly visible even in the gloom.When they saw Mom and me enter, they cowered instinctively, retreating to the corners like cornered animals. One of them had a bloody gash on his arm, the wound deep and raw as if a chunk of flesh had been carved out.Mom's gaze swept over them, void of any sympathy. "These wicked men make the best ingredients for our éclairs. The more horrible their sins, the richer the flavor—the more our customers love them."She spoke with a conviction that made my stomach churn, and my knees began to feel weak as the weight of the scene before me sank in.One of the men suddenly crawled toward me, desperation written all over his face. With a trembling voice, he begged, "Help me! Please, I'll do anything—be your servant, your slave—just save me!" Mom merely lifted his chin with her toe before kicking him back. "Your rea
A Special Éclair Chapter 5
Sean paused for a moment before explaining, "My cousin's staying here temporarily for work, but don't worry—she's away on a business trip."Then, without hesitation, he began lifting his shirt in front of me. My eyes traced the lines of his muscles, taking in the golden hue of his skin and the sculpted abs—he was indeed the perfect "ingredient" for our specialty éclairs. "Sean, why don't you take a shower first?" I suggested, flashing a playful smile. He smirked and tossed me a knowing glance before heading to the bathroom, leaving his phone unlocked on the couch.Once the bathroom door clicked shut, I quickly picked up his phone and began scrolling through it. Just as I suspected, it was full of chats with different women, neatly categorized by their age, body type, and personality.Yet, his group chats with his buddies were even more disgusting. They casually mocked the women he dated, calling them gullible and superficial. He even bragged about how lucky they were to have met
A Special Éclair Chapter 6
I casually asked, "Sean, have you ever been to my family's bakery to buy éclairs?"He shook his head, flashing a smile. "Nope, but I've heard there's a bakery around here that makes the best éclairs. Everyone says they're amazing."I could not help but smirk at his lousy acting. Tiffany had never brought Sean back home, and the only way he could know about our bakery was through her social media posts. She had been head-over-heels for him, so it was obvious she had told him everything about our family. There was no way he had not scoped out the place beforehand—Tiffany was just one of his targets, and he always did his homework.When Sean realized I was Tiffany's sister, he feigned surprise. However, Mom pulled him inside without hesitation, acting warm and hospitable.She said, "So, you're Sean Fernandez? You're the guy Tiffany's seeing, huh? Well, it looks like Dakota's taken a liking to you, too. "I heard about last night… but it's fine. Every man makes mistakes. I won't hol
A Special Éclair Chapter 7
Sean saw that I was on the verge of bursting into tears, and he immediately panicked. "Okay, okay! Whatever you say!"I told him to come by the shop the evening after tomorrow, promising to sneak him a few boxes of éclairs. He was so excited that he started breathing heavily."After I eat the éclairs, can I stay overnight at your place?" he asked, his tone brimming with anticipation.I chuckled. "One of these éclairs packs more power than Red Bull drinks. You'll be so full of energy afterward; we can't let that go to waste!"He eagerly agreed and even tried to plant a few sloppy kisses on my face, but I brushed him off, using the crowd as an excuse. I teased him, saying that anyone who ate my éclairs became part of my family.After that, I added, he wouldn't need to keep running back and forth between his house and the shop—he could just stay with me.Sean was so thrilled that he practically jumped in excitement. "Dakota, I promise I'll always treat you well!"I hid the mischiev
A Special Éclair Chapter 8
Outside, I could hear Sean's labored breathing. I quickly wiped the cold expression off my face, shot Tiffany a sharp glare, and turned to leave the room.When I reached Sean, his entire body was flushed red. Despite the cellar being cold, he kept mumbling about how hot he felt.He tried to remove his sweat-soaked clothes but seemed too weak to do so. In the end, he tore the fabric apart, revealing his dripping, glistening skin. The sweat trailed down his chest in an almost enticing way.I glanced at the empty éclair wrapper on the ground, and a wicked smile crossed my lips. The effects had kicked in. Then, I walked behind him, gently covering his eyes with my hands and whispering in his ear, "Don't rush. I'll take you there. Make sure to enjoy this special moment!"He thought it was some new kind of roleplay, so he let me guide him. Step by step, I led him into the hidden chamber and let go of him right in front of Tiffany.The moment Sean laid eyes on her, his expression turne
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A Special Éclair Chapter 10
Mom firmly believed that men were no good. Yet, as humans, everyone had desires. That was why our éclairs were not just a treat—they could also satisfy those urges and even had some cosmetic benefits.With these éclairs, no evil man could go around hurting women anymore. However, there was one strict rule—men could never eat our éclairs.If a man consumed one, it would react with his blood, causing an intense heat to spread through his body. While women would experience a similar warmth, it worked differently for men—it clashed with their energy, unlike the balance it brought to women. Sean's death had proven this all too clearly.After that incident, Mom crafted a special, oversized éclair—her best creation yet. When it was done, I shoved it into Tiffany's mouth, watching with satisfaction as she swallowed every bite. It was a fitting treat for her black heart.Mom and I both carried the weight of Grandpa's and Grandma's deaths. Their passing haunted us, especially because they
A Special Éclair Chapter 9
The crowd burst into laughter, mocking Tiffany for having lost her mind. Someone joked about how the éclair dough seemed unusually crispy, wondering what kind of flour they had used.Another person chimed in, saying it was more delicious than her men. She even laughed about how the taste was so perfect—almost like it had been made just for her.Tiffany sat there, watching them banter and laugh, her mind snapping under the weight of it all. She let out a guttural scream, her wheelchair shaking violently as she thrashed. In her frenzy, the wheelchair tipped over, throwing her onto the ground. She landed face-first in the dirt, blood dripping from her scraped face and mixing with the grime. It was hard to tell if the wet streaks on her cheeks were tears or blood. I glanced at her briefly as I helped Mom box up éclairs for customers. Then I smiled, a soft satisfaction settling over me as a weight had lifted from my chest.I thought to myself, "Tiffany, oh Tiffany. Don't you dare die
A Special Éclair Chapter 8
Outside, I could hear Sean's labored breathing. I quickly wiped the cold expression off my face, shot Tiffany a sharp glare, and turned to leave the room.When I reached Sean, his entire body was flushed red. Despite the cellar being cold, he kept mumbling about how hot he felt.He tried to remove his sweat-soaked clothes but seemed too weak to do so. In the end, he tore the fabric apart, revealing his dripping, glistening skin. The sweat trailed down his chest in an almost enticing way.I glanced at the empty éclair wrapper on the ground, and a wicked smile crossed my lips. The effects had kicked in. Then, I walked behind him, gently covering his eyes with my hands and whispering in his ear, "Don't rush. I'll take you there. Make sure to enjoy this special moment!"He thought it was some new kind of roleplay, so he let me guide him. Step by step, I led him into the hidden chamber and let go of him right in front of Tiffany.The moment Sean laid eyes on her, his expression turne
A Special Éclair Chapter 7
Sean saw that I was on the verge of bursting into tears, and he immediately panicked. "Okay, okay! Whatever you say!"I told him to come by the shop the evening after tomorrow, promising to sneak him a few boxes of éclairs. He was so excited that he started breathing heavily."After I eat the éclairs, can I stay overnight at your place?" he asked, his tone brimming with anticipation.I chuckled. "One of these éclairs packs more power than Red Bull drinks. You'll be so full of energy afterward; we can't let that go to waste!"He eagerly agreed and even tried to plant a few sloppy kisses on my face, but I brushed him off, using the crowd as an excuse. I teased him, saying that anyone who ate my éclairs became part of my family.After that, I added, he wouldn't need to keep running back and forth between his house and the shop—he could just stay with me.Sean was so thrilled that he practically jumped in excitement. "Dakota, I promise I'll always treat you well!"I hid the mischiev
A Special Éclair Chapter 6
I casually asked, "Sean, have you ever been to my family's bakery to buy éclairs?"He shook his head, flashing a smile. "Nope, but I've heard there's a bakery around here that makes the best éclairs. Everyone says they're amazing."I could not help but smirk at his lousy acting. Tiffany had never brought Sean back home, and the only way he could know about our bakery was through her social media posts. She had been head-over-heels for him, so it was obvious she had told him everything about our family. There was no way he had not scoped out the place beforehand—Tiffany was just one of his targets, and he always did his homework.When Sean realized I was Tiffany's sister, he feigned surprise. However, Mom pulled him inside without hesitation, acting warm and hospitable.She said, "So, you're Sean Fernandez? You're the guy Tiffany's seeing, huh? Well, it looks like Dakota's taken a liking to you, too. "I heard about last night… but it's fine. Every man makes mistakes. I won't hol
A Special Éclair Chapter 5
Sean paused for a moment before explaining, "My cousin's staying here temporarily for work, but don't worry—she's away on a business trip."Then, without hesitation, he began lifting his shirt in front of me. My eyes traced the lines of his muscles, taking in the golden hue of his skin and the sculpted abs—he was indeed the perfect "ingredient" for our specialty éclairs. "Sean, why don't you take a shower first?" I suggested, flashing a playful smile. He smirked and tossed me a knowing glance before heading to the bathroom, leaving his phone unlocked on the couch.Once the bathroom door clicked shut, I quickly picked up his phone and began scrolling through it. Just as I suspected, it was full of chats with different women, neatly categorized by their age, body type, and personality.Yet, his group chats with his buddies were even more disgusting. They casually mocked the women he dated, calling them gullible and superficial. He even bragged about how lucky they were to have met
A Special Éclair Chapter 4
The hidden room was dimly lit, but I could make out the shapes of about four men inside. Each of them was well-built, their muscular frames clearly visible even in the gloom.When they saw Mom and me enter, they cowered instinctively, retreating to the corners like cornered animals. One of them had a bloody gash on his arm, the wound deep and raw as if a chunk of flesh had been carved out.Mom's gaze swept over them, void of any sympathy. "These wicked men make the best ingredients for our éclairs. The more horrible their sins, the richer the flavor—the more our customers love them."She spoke with a conviction that made my stomach churn, and my knees began to feel weak as the weight of the scene before me sank in.One of the men suddenly crawled toward me, desperation written all over his face. With a trembling voice, he begged, "Help me! Please, I'll do anything—be your servant, your slave—just save me!" Mom merely lifted his chin with her toe before kicking him back. "Your rea
A Special Éclair Chapter 3
I could not help but shiver as an uneasy chill crept up my spine. By the time I snapped out of it, I realized I was already near the basement's cellar. The air grew colder with every step, and my bare feet against the freezing floor made me wince.As I approached the door, Tiffany's moans became much clearer. In the emptiness of the hallway, her sounds echoed, creating a strange heat in the pit of my stomach despite the biting cold. Suddenly, the noises stopped, as if she sensed my presence. I froze in place, my heart pounding. Then, her voice sounded strained yet firm as she shouted, "Don't come in… Ah! Just a little while more!"After that, her moaning continued. The flickering lights above cast unsettling shadows on the walls, and my uneasiness grew. My voice cracked as I said, "Tiffany, come out! If Mom finds out, you'll be in serious trouble!""Just wait! Three minutes, I promise—I'll be right out!" she shouted, her tone strained yet filled with urgency. Sweat started to
A Special Éclair Chapter 2
For some reason, I could not fall asleep that night. At some point, I noticed my bedroom door slightly ajar and a faint shadow stretched across the floor, illuminated by the weak moonlight. I immediately broke into a cold sweat, and my blanket clung to me uncomfortably. I stayed perfectly still, straining my ears to catch any sounds. There were faint, intermittent noises, and I wondered if I had forgotten to close the window. However, just as I was about to peek out, a face suddenly appeared before me.I screamed, kicking my legs wildly, only for a hand to clamp firmly over my mouth. My eyes widened in terror until I recognized the person standing before me—Tiffany.With a cold tone, she asked, "Dakota, you've been helping Mom in the shop all these years. Aren't you at least a little curious about how these éclairs are made?"She added, "Why don't we swipe a few and let someone else figure it out? We could even make some money!"Of course, I was curious. I had tried to find ou
