LILIYA
I have decided not to shed another tear. I've made up my mind—nothing about my parents, Nessa, or Henri will break me down again. Instead, I will ensure that they all regret ever treating me this way. My sad day began yesterday, but today feels like the worst day of my life, especially since I can't figure out what Dice is planning. Why has he wanted to marry me for three years? "Oh my goodness, I'm so freaking scared," I mumbled, trembling. It was raining heavily and cold outside, but I knew that my shivers were partly due to the anxiety about what Dice might have in store for me. I never expected to be heading to Dice's house today. It all happened so quickly! I thought I would have some time to prepare myself both mentally and physically, but I was mistaken. As soon as I told Papa that I was going to marry Dice, he informed me that Dice's driver was already waiting outside for me to leave immediately. I was taken aback because... The driver had been there the entire time, even before I said that I would marry Dice. I couldn't shake the fear of having to live with that monster from now on. Here I was, sitting in the back of the car, lost in my thoughts. We had been on the road for hours, and though it was already night, we still hadn't reached Dice's house. The ride was silent, with the driver not uttering a word and me lost in my own thoughts. I couldn't shake the anxiety about what awaited me the moment I set foot in Dice's house. I realized I had made a choice that felt both wrong and right at the same time. On one hand, I would be able to make my parents, Nessa and Henri, regret their actions. But the part that felt wrong was the source of my fear right now. The atmosphere in the car was growing increasingly uncomfortable, and I felt compelled to speak up. It wasn't that I was impatient to reach Dice's house; rather, I was extremely hungry and weak. I hadn't eaten anything since morning, and I felt like I might faint at any moment. "Hey, is there a restaurant nearby? I'm starving and really need to eat," I said, knowing I needed food to prepare myself for what awaited me at Dice's house. After all, he was the guy I had mistaken for a stranger last night, and we had ended up sleeping together—he took my virginity. Facing him would be challenging, but I had to do it so I need to... Tried my best to avoid showing any weakness in front of Dice; it was the only way to protect myself from whatever sinister plans he might have for me. To stay strong, I knew I needed to eat. I was taken aback when the driver didn’t respond or say a word—he simply kept driving. I was in a daze for a few minutes before I finally regained my composure. Is that a sign? A glimpse of how I’ll be treated in Dice’s house? Oh no! I’ve really gotten myself into trouble, and I can only hope I’ll manage to get through it. I resolved not to ask the driver anything else or say another word. Is he mute? The thought crossed my mind, but I quickly dismissed it. I hoped I wouldn’t pass out from hunger before we reached Dice's house. Once again, the car fell silent, with only the sound of tires on the road breaking the silence. I couldn’t shake off the unsettling thoughts about Dice, and before I knew it, my eyelids grew heavy, and I dozed off in the car. A few hours later... The massive gate opened automatically, and the driver drove the car inside, coming to a stop in the parking area. Despite the heavy rain, the beauty of the residence remained undeniable. The house was adorned with exquisite lights and stunning furniture, making it appear even more magnificent than a palace. The driver stepped out into the rain and opened the back door, then tapped the roof of the car loudly to rouse me from my deep sleep. My eyes flew open in an instant, filled with fear. I began to glance around nervously. "We're here," he said, handing me an umbrella so I could get out of the car. I placed a hand on my chest and took a deep breath. He had startled me when he hit the car, and since I was still half-asleep, my mind raced with thoughts of danger. My heart was pounding with fear—not just from the way the driver had hit the car, but also because of Dice. Now that I was in his house, only he knew what he had planned for me. "Will you get out of the car already?" the driver snapped, irritation evident in his voice. I couldn't help but wonder why he was so cold towards me, especially since he didn't know me. Was it the instructions Dice had given him to treat me harshly? Since he didn't care anyway. I swallowed hard, contemplating why the driver was speaking to me like this. Nevertheless, I slowly stepped out of the car, holding the umbrella over my head, even though the driver had chosen not to use one. "What's your name? And let's use this umbrella to—" I was interrupted as the driver abruptly closed the car door and walked straight into the house without a word. "What the hell is wrong with him? Why is he being so cold?" I muttered to myself, feeling disheartened. It hit me that this was how I would be living for the next three years. Realizing I was the only one left outside, I quickly rushed into the house. "Wow! I can't believe that monster is this rich," I mumbled, my jaw dropping as I took in the grandeur of the stunning living room. Just then, someone spoke up behind me. "Follow me," the woman said coldly. At that moment, I realized that this was how everyone in the house would treat me. Still, I hurried to follow her before she disappeared from view. When we reached the door, she urged me to go inside before rolling her eyes and walking away. I realized I needed to pull myself together; I would have to get used to their behavior. It was disheartening, but for the sake of my plans, I was determined to endure it all, no matter what. I pushed the door open and gasped in awe as the breathtaking bedroom came into view. Is this really the room I'll be staying in? It's ten times better than the bedroom I had in the house I called home, despite my parent's actions. Overcome with excitement, I leaped onto the bed—until the bathroom door suddenly swung open... I gasped in shock and fear as Dice emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping from his hair down to his chest. He looked like an irresistibly hot devil, and my eyes couldn't stop widening."Who gives you the right to sleep on my bed?" Dice's cold voice echoed in the room, and I quickly jumped to my feet."I... I didn't mean to..." I stammered, twisting my fingers together in a futile attempt to calm my trembling.What the hell is wrong with me? This isn't part of my plan; everything will be ruined if I don't get it together. I shouldn't be trembling like this in front of him. If I show any weakness, he'll use it to his advantage, thinking he can make my life miserable and make me suffer—just like he intended. But I won't let that happen.I need to start acting brave in front of him; I won’t give him the chance to make me suffer. If I want to move past my misery, I have to stand my ground.I took a deep breath and looked straight into Dice's eyes. His voice from last night felt different from the one he was using now, and his expression was not friendly at all."Does that mean he doesn't know it was me last night?" I thought, wondering what the hell was going on in his m
I yawned and stretched my arms as I slowly opened my eyes. A ray of sunlight streamed across my face, prompting a smile to escape my lips."What a beautiful morning! I'm determined to make today just as lovely, unlike the sad mornings I usually wake up to," I mumbled, sitting up in bed. I couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness inside me, and I realized it was because I was the one frustrating Dice instead of the other way around. Honestly, I deserve an Oscar for how I spoke to him last night.I have overcome my fear of him, and I never expected it to happen so quickly. But here I am, no longer afraid. No matter what he plans to do, I know I can't stop him from some things, so I’ll make sure to repay him in kind and hit him back twice as hard.I got off the bed, ready to head to the bathroom to freshen up, a bright smile still lingering on my face."I'm more than ready for him today. Since he said today would be the day my suffering begins, I'm prepared for whatever today brings,"
LILIYALet me start by saying, this was not my idea. I would rather be in my apartment now, under my duvet, stuffing my mouth with snacks and a handful of lollipops while watching a new series on my laptop to celebrate my graduation from college. But my non-identical twin sister, Inessa, believed herself a 'social butterfly' and because of it, I'd been dragged out to party in a club with more drunk people than the number of Popes in the world.The neon blue lights were the only breaks in the darkness, and apparently, it was more than enough for the clubbers. I resisted the urge to shield my ears from the deafening offbeat music arising from the speakers, as it was so not my scene. Still, I smiled at anyone who approached me, even if it didn't ease the discomfort I strongly felt."I'll be going to the washroom now, Liya. I won't be long; stay here and wait." Nessa spoke suddenly. I grabbed her wrist, causing her to whirl around fast."Please don't be long, Nessa. This place makes me re
LILIYA"I'm going to be riding you tonight, baby." My nose twisted in disgust from the words I'd just heard from a woman beside me, as I downed yet another glass of strong alcohol.The bitter taste lingered in the back of my throat, and I twisted my face in agony. Again, how did people get addicted to such an intolerable liquid? But maybe, I thought then, maybe they didn't get addicted to the alcohol itself, but the effects rather. It was a perfect escape. An easy route to temporarily escape your problems.Now that I think of it, what would we have done without alcohol? Yes, I'd come here with something else in mind. Give Henri a taste of his own medicine by cheating back -because that was what most of the girls in the romance ebooks I'd read did, but then I realized I couldn't bring myself to do it while sober, so I decided to drown myself in drinks again.I planned to drink until I was brave enough to go off with one of the men who'd been ogling me and paying for some of my drinks.
LILIYAI was going to die. Apparently, this man did not lie when he said he'd be fucking my mouth. I was now a mess on my knees with my palms on his hard thighs, my oxygen supply limited considerably and my face red from his assault.It was almost like he was punishing me for something, and I knelt there, opening my mouth wider anytime he commanded me to. His dick slammed into my mouth repeatedly, reaching places I'd never dreamt of any man getting to.I was so tempted to touch myself, but the two times I'd tried, he'd smacked my hands away. My eyes were filled with tears that trailed down to my breasts, but he kept going with the same merciless rhythm."Fuck," he muttered suddenly and pulled me up by my arm abruptly, with his dick still hard as a rock. His dick left my mouth with a pop. He hadn't cum yet after he'd fucked my mouth for so long?I was thrown onto a mattress before I got an answer to my unasked question and I propped up on my elbows to watch him unbutton his shirt in th
LiliyaBefore I could even respond, tears started streaming down my face. A whirlwind of questions flooded my mind, and I found myself without any answers.Why do I feel so vulnerable when it comes to my family? Why can't I simply refuse the offer and let my father be, especially since it’s clear he loves Nessa more than me? Why can’t I just show Dad the picture of Henri and Nessa to expose their betrayal, as I had planned, and ruin them? And the most suffocating thought of all is that...Why did Dice have to choose me? Why couldn’t he have picked Nessa instead? Does this mean he’s only doing this to get revenge on me for what I did to him? If Dad loses the bet, Dice could have taken something else from him—anything but not a marriage contract with me. I feel like I’m losing my mind, and the tears just keep flowing down my cheeks."Why are you crying, Liliya? It’s not like you’re marrying some poor rat; you’re marrying the great Dice Rexroth. Just cut the fake tears; it’s really irrit
I yawned and stretched my arms as I slowly opened my eyes. A ray of sunlight streamed across my face, prompting a smile to escape my lips."What a beautiful morning! I'm determined to make today just as lovely, unlike the sad mornings I usually wake up to," I mumbled, sitting up in bed. I couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness inside me, and I realized it was because I was the one frustrating Dice instead of the other way around. Honestly, I deserve an Oscar for how I spoke to him last night.I have overcome my fear of him, and I never expected it to happen so quickly. But here I am, no longer afraid. No matter what he plans to do, I know I can't stop him from some things, so I’ll make sure to repay him in kind and hit him back twice as hard.I got off the bed, ready to head to the bathroom to freshen up, a bright smile still lingering on my face."I'm more than ready for him today. Since he said today would be the day my suffering begins, I'm prepared for whatever today brings,"
"Who gives you the right to sleep on my bed?" Dice's cold voice echoed in the room, and I quickly jumped to my feet."I... I didn't mean to..." I stammered, twisting my fingers together in a futile attempt to calm my trembling.What the hell is wrong with me? This isn't part of my plan; everything will be ruined if I don't get it together. I shouldn't be trembling like this in front of him. If I show any weakness, he'll use it to his advantage, thinking he can make my life miserable and make me suffer—just like he intended. But I won't let that happen.I need to start acting brave in front of him; I won’t give him the chance to make me suffer. If I want to move past my misery, I have to stand my ground.I took a deep breath and looked straight into Dice's eyes. His voice from last night felt different from the one he was using now, and his expression was not friendly at all."Does that mean he doesn't know it was me last night?" I thought, wondering what the hell was going on in his m
LILIYA I have decided not to shed another tear. I've made up my mind—nothing about my parents, Nessa, or Henri will break me down again. Instead, I will ensure that they all regret ever treating me this way.My sad day began yesterday, but today feels like the worst day of my life, especially since I can't figure out what Dice is planning. Why has he wanted to marry me for three years? "Oh my goodness, I'm so freaking scared," I mumbled, trembling. It was raining heavily and cold outside, but I knew that my shivers were partly due to the anxiety about what Dice might have in store for me.I never expected to be heading to Dice's house today. It all happened so quickly! I thought I would have some time to prepare myself both mentally and physically, but I was mistaken. As soon as I told Papa that I was going to marry Dice, he informed me that Dice's driver was already waiting outside for me to leave immediately. I was taken aback because...The driver had been there the entire time, e
LiliyaBefore I could even respond, tears started streaming down my face. A whirlwind of questions flooded my mind, and I found myself without any answers.Why do I feel so vulnerable when it comes to my family? Why can't I simply refuse the offer and let my father be, especially since it’s clear he loves Nessa more than me? Why can’t I just show Dad the picture of Henri and Nessa to expose their betrayal, as I had planned, and ruin them? And the most suffocating thought of all is that...Why did Dice have to choose me? Why couldn’t he have picked Nessa instead? Does this mean he’s only doing this to get revenge on me for what I did to him? If Dad loses the bet, Dice could have taken something else from him—anything but not a marriage contract with me. I feel like I’m losing my mind, and the tears just keep flowing down my cheeks."Why are you crying, Liliya? It’s not like you’re marrying some poor rat; you’re marrying the great Dice Rexroth. Just cut the fake tears; it’s really irrit
LILIYAI was going to die. Apparently, this man did not lie when he said he'd be fucking my mouth. I was now a mess on my knees with my palms on his hard thighs, my oxygen supply limited considerably and my face red from his assault.It was almost like he was punishing me for something, and I knelt there, opening my mouth wider anytime he commanded me to. His dick slammed into my mouth repeatedly, reaching places I'd never dreamt of any man getting to.I was so tempted to touch myself, but the two times I'd tried, he'd smacked my hands away. My eyes were filled with tears that trailed down to my breasts, but he kept going with the same merciless rhythm."Fuck," he muttered suddenly and pulled me up by my arm abruptly, with his dick still hard as a rock. His dick left my mouth with a pop. He hadn't cum yet after he'd fucked my mouth for so long?I was thrown onto a mattress before I got an answer to my unasked question and I propped up on my elbows to watch him unbutton his shirt in th
LILIYA"I'm going to be riding you tonight, baby." My nose twisted in disgust from the words I'd just heard from a woman beside me, as I downed yet another glass of strong alcohol.The bitter taste lingered in the back of my throat, and I twisted my face in agony. Again, how did people get addicted to such an intolerable liquid? But maybe, I thought then, maybe they didn't get addicted to the alcohol itself, but the effects rather. It was a perfect escape. An easy route to temporarily escape your problems.Now that I think of it, what would we have done without alcohol? Yes, I'd come here with something else in mind. Give Henri a taste of his own medicine by cheating back -because that was what most of the girls in the romance ebooks I'd read did, but then I realized I couldn't bring myself to do it while sober, so I decided to drown myself in drinks again.I planned to drink until I was brave enough to go off with one of the men who'd been ogling me and paying for some of my drinks.
LILIYALet me start by saying, this was not my idea. I would rather be in my apartment now, under my duvet, stuffing my mouth with snacks and a handful of lollipops while watching a new series on my laptop to celebrate my graduation from college. But my non-identical twin sister, Inessa, believed herself a 'social butterfly' and because of it, I'd been dragged out to party in a club with more drunk people than the number of Popes in the world.The neon blue lights were the only breaks in the darkness, and apparently, it was more than enough for the clubbers. I resisted the urge to shield my ears from the deafening offbeat music arising from the speakers, as it was so not my scene. Still, I smiled at anyone who approached me, even if it didn't ease the discomfort I strongly felt."I'll be going to the washroom now, Liya. I won't be long; stay here and wait." Nessa spoke suddenly. I grabbed her wrist, causing her to whirl around fast."Please don't be long, Nessa. This place makes me re