Aron POV "We sent her book in your mail, Mr. Finge." On my phone, I received publisher texts. I looked through my mail right away and saw the manuscript I had been waiting for. I've finally learned Uncle Joe's secret. I started to read the first chapter, and my mouth fell open. How could he do this to her? Even though I had never met him in person, I hated him right away. When he attempted to sate his lust with her body, she was just 7 years old. I now understand what the mark on her thigh is. Although I always assumed she had a joyful upbringing, she shared my childhood struggles. I'm curious to learn about her traumatic past, as I never noticed any sadness on her face. I am glad that her parents reached his house on time; otherwise, he would have stolen her virginity before me. I'm not sure why, but knowing her secret made me feel like a sword was piercing my chest. When she tried to tell her mother about Uncle Joe, how could she not listen? How could her father scold her when s
Sara POV "How are you feeling now?" I opened my eyes, and I saw him staring at my face, an unknown emotion filling his eyes. Why is he staring at my face? "I'm all right now." I smiled at the sight of him sleeping next to me. I had assumed that he would spend his night with Rosy, but I am relieved that he chose to stay with me during my periods. How did he manage to restrain his lust? I never thought he had such self-control over himself. I feel lighter after helping Neil. He has always been there for me when I needed financial support. Now, I help him with money. "What would you do, Sara, if you found out someone's biggest secret?" He met my gaze directly. Why is he asking me such a heavy question this morning? "I'll show them my sympathy and try to change their mood with my actions." I sent him a pitying glance. "sympathy?" He gave me a perplexed expression. Oh, how could I forget that he just knows passion and is ignorant of other emotions? "Sympathy is the emotional stat
Aron POV As the kissing moment unfolded in the Kdrama, I tightly grasped her neck and tenderly kissed her delicate lips. She grabbed my neck and kissed me back just as fiercely. Upon sensing her lips on mine, my junior hardened. She moved her hand around my torso and unintentionally touched my junior. She opened her eyes in horror. "Why's it always so hard?" She asked me in an irritated tone. "Because my dick likes you." I smiled, seeing her blush. I am perplexed as to why she flushed upon observing my hard dick, even though she had previously observed it and felt its hardness. But I enjoy the way she blushes. She is the most shy woman I have ever seen. "Mr. Figne, here's your popcorn and a cold drink." Angrily, Rosy set a bowl of popcorn on the table. Some popcorn dropped to the floor as a result of her shoving the bowl onto the table. Why does she seem so irate? I gave her a perplexed look. I looked into her eyes to find the source of her rage. Oh, now I understand. Her ange
Sara POV "Don't tell me that you have never experienced love."I looked at him in surprise. "No." He shook his head in bewilderment. I could understand his confusion. In reality, he had no idea what love was. I didn't understand why he was so skilled at lust alone and oblivious to other emotions. Were his parents unloving toward him? I wanted to ask him about the photograph I saw in his study room, but I restrained myself."Aaron," I began, "unlike other people who eventually judge someone, we do not pass judgment on someone we fall in love with. We do not wish to point out their shortcomings to them. They are who they are, and we accept that. Instead of accusing them, we help them become their best selves by defeating their darker sides.""Sara, I didn't understand anything you said." He gave me another confused look."Oh, sorry." I pouted, realizing my mistake. How could someone like him comprehend my flowery words when he had no understanding of what true love is? I needed to c
Aron POV "Sara, show me your quiz result." I looked at her with curiosity. I would like to know the outcome of her quiz. "Aaron, I didn't participate in the quiz." She concealed her phone behind her hips. "I know you completed the quiz, so don't lie to me." I attempted to take her phone. "No, I didn't complete the test." She ran towards the door to keep her phone out of my reach. I am sure she failed the quiz; that's why she didn't show me her result. I wish she had also passed the quiz and had feelings for me. I grinned as I considered the quiz questions. Each and every question on the quiz made me think of her. Now I understand what she was trying to make me explain about love. I didn't know I had feelings for her at the time, so I tried to be friends with her. I now know why I am attracted to her and not other women. The more I think about the quiz questions, the more doubts I eliminate. I wanted to tell her how I felt, but I'm not sure how to break the news to her that I've
Sara POV "Okay, don't stare at me with puppy eyes. If you can tell me exactly how you feel about her, I will try to help you." His intense gaze on me caused an odd tingling sensation throughout my body. Why is he staring so intently at me? For the first time in all these hours, I didn't even briefly perceive lust in his eyes. I'm not sure why, but every time I look into his eyes, I can see what he's trying to tell me. I don't know why I told Aaron my secret, but I never disclosed my podcast channel to anyone because I wanted to become recognized as a hidden podcaster who could poetically express feelings to the world. "Sara, I don't know how to explain what I felt about her." He twiddled his fork. I'm not sure who the lucky woman is, but I'm sure she must be a truly fortunate person if she has had such a profound impact on him. Though I know it's not me, I wish I could be his girlfriend. How come he would love me? I don't match his standard. I gazed at him as if I were a child ob
Aron POV "Are you sure you want me to fuck you?" I whispered in her ear. She nodded. "Yes." "But your period?" I questioned her. "It's over now." She took my hand and placed it in her vagina. I'm baffled by the sudden change in her behavior. I was compelled to close my eyes to fall asleep, even though my dick was itching to feel her tight vagina. I had always hoped that she would request that I engage in sexual intercourse with her; however, I am now unwilling to expedite the process now that I have come to terms with the depth of my affection for her. It's getting harder to contain my lust because of the way she was touching my dick, but I made a concerted effort today to control it. It's a great feeling to listen to her desires for the first time. I hovered over her, giving her a gentle peck on the lips. I am perplexed as to why she is kissing me so forcefully, despite her preference for gentle kisses. I had never seen her so wild before. It may be because of
Sara POV Why didn't he respond to me after listening to the poem? Did he not enjoy the poem? Anxiously, I peered at my phone. I spent the entire day anxiously awaiting his call. I stared at my phone's screen every time it beeped, hoping for his call, but all I got were calls for credit card services that day. I dropped him a message to ask for his feedback on my poetry, but he hadn't seen my message yet. I get upset when he doesn't comment on my poetry. I had never looked forward to receiving feedback from someone so much, yet I was curious about his opinion of my poetry. My gaze remained focused on the front door as I awaited his return. However, it's already 8 p.m., and he hasn't arrived yet. Where is he busy today? I dialed his number, but he was busy. Why did I write a poem for him when he didn't see any value in my hard work? My phone buzzed with his number just as I was about to remove the poetry from my channel, which I had opened with a furious tone. "Yes, who is this?" I
Aron POV "Jerry?" I gave her a confused look. "Yes, she is Jerry's reincarnation." She nodded when she saw me. I agreed to give my daughter the name Jerry. I never thought hearing her pregnancy news would fill her with excitement. I thanked God for bringing her life to a normal pace since I couldn't afford to lose her. While we all mourned Jerry's passing, Jerry’s loss deeply affected her. My parents were overjoyed to see their little angel. I am grateful that Sara chose not to abort this child and instead allowed all of us to embrace this beautiful little angel. I have never experienced such a wonderful feeling before. I used to touch women to sate my hunger, but once I embraced my daughter, I realized that women are far more valuable to men than lust. Becoming a father filled me with a sense of responsibility, dedication, and respect for Sara even more. Even a month after my wife's delivery, I took care of her everyday requirements and restrained my need to touch her delicate
Sara POV "What have you just said?" I gave him a startled look. "Sara, I am sorry; please don't be angry. I'm not sure how or when, but trust me—it's not a mistake on my part." He nervously twiddles his fingers. "Tell me what you just said, Aaron." I asked him to repeat it. "You're expecting a child, Sara." He showed me the test results. "Is it true?" I raised my brow at him. "Yes." He gave a nod. "Thank you, God; I knew it; you can not stay away from me for a long time. She is coming, Aaron, just like she promised us before she passed away." I hugged him happily. He was surprised by my response when he learned I was pregnant. The void she left in my life was gnawing at me, so I pleaded to God day and night to get Jerry back. She took my death, so I drowned in guilt every day. Since her passing, I've spent the past few months locked up in my room, feeling completely cut off from everything. I spent my hours looking at the oak trees. I was amazed at this tree's rapid growth in
Aron POV "Jerry, open your eyes." After hitting Uncle Joe with a stone until he stopped breathing, I went back to Jerry. Uncle Joe stabbed a sharp piece of wood through her breast. She was struggling to breathe with her eyes closed. Jerry's blood stains Sara's white towel. Uncle Joe's blood is everywhere on my face. "You did a great job killing this monster, Aron." She was having trouble breathing. "Jerry, you will be all right." Sara looked at her with tear-filled eyes. "We've got to take her to the doctor." Sara asked me to take Jerry to the hospital. "You are right."Jerry asked me to stay here with her, holding my hand as I attempted to get up to go to the hospital. "Aaron, don't waste time. I have very little time, and I want to spend my last time with you." She attempted to communicate through her heavy breathing. "Sara, please sit here with me." She looked at Sara with tear-filled eyes. "I am sorry, Sara; please forgive me. You've had to endure all of this because of m
Sara POV His repulsive touch makes me sick to my stomach. I can't get out of here, even though I want to shove him away. I closed my eyes to surrender in front of my fate. He kissed me so hard that my lips swelled. My tears stopped flowing from my eyes. My body went numb, and I no longer felt the sensation of his hand moving. He forced me to lick his finger before inserting it into my vagina. He took hold of my hair and made me open my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. "Doll, don't glare at me; lick my finger." His eyes stared at my face with lust. My heart is filled with anger for him. I needed to open my mouth to lick his finger as he pulled my hair so tightly. He was moving his finger in and out of my mouth. I used all my effort to bite him, pressing his finger under my teeth. "You witch… I can't believe you bit my finger." He slapped me in the face. His strong slap on my face left my ear numb. "I thought to play with your body a little bit before fucking you, bu
Aron POV "Where are you, Sara?" I searched the entire house, but I could not locate her. I noticed the kitchenware scattered over the floor when I tried to prepare her for some herbal tea to help with her fever. I completely forgot to close the windows before rushing out the door to fetch the ingredients for the herbal tea. If I knew there would be a severe storm today, I would have taken extra precautions to lock all the windows. After making herbal tea, I walked into her room to wake her but was surprised to find her not in bed. "Where could she go now?" I looked all over the terrace, the garden, and the restroom for her, but I couldn't find her. Where can she go when she's so feeble, especially during such inclement weather? Now I'm concerned about her. Suddenly, my heart feels so heavy. I feel like something bad will happen. I heard a knocking sound on the door, so I ran towards the hall in hopes of finding Sara there, but I was surprised to see Jerry standing in front of me.
Sara POV "Aaron, I need water." My throat dried up, and my lips trembled for water. I tried to open my eyes, but thick stones covered my eyelids. My entire body hurts. All of my bones feel broken. My head is really heavy. I feel as though someone has placed my body on a frozen surface. My body feels so cold. "I need water."When I didn't hear a sound, I tried to move my hand to get the water mug from my side table. I didn't find a water mug on the side table, so I hardly opened my eyes. "Where are you, Aaron?" I tried to shout to call him here, but because of my weak body, my voice felt like a whisper to me. I had to get out of bed and head to the kitchen because I was so thirsty. I gathered all my remaining strength and went to the kitchen. I feel a strange suffocation today. Besides the pain, I have a terrible feeling that something awful is about to happen. Icy wind and dark clouds covered the environment. I filled the glass with water so I could sip. Why did Aron open all the
Aron POV What happened to her? I had never seen her so terrified before. She only got so scared when she had panic attacks, remembering her uncle Joe, so why was she afraid so suddenly today? She keeps saying that someone on this island is always watching us and following us around. Why is she feeling that way? Did she have some kind of mental illness? I don't think she has any problems. Her mind seems to be in good health. Then why is she making jokes about Uncle Joe's passing with me? I saw that man just one month ago, and he seems healthy and fine. When he saw me outside Sara's house, why did he flee? Before I could inform her about the incident, she made fun of me and said that she had killed Uncle Joe. Aron, please come inside the house. What are you doing there? Her voice interrupted my internal conversation. I took the dried, red-painted wooden piece and considered using it to further tease her. When I touched the wood, it held my fingerprints. How on earth is it possible t
Sara POV "W..who..which men are you talking about?" My tongue stammered when I questioned him. "I recognized a man from your old album. I mistakenly believed it to be your Uncle Joe because he was standing directly behind you while you were cutting the cake." He stared directly into my face. Should I tell him the truth now? I am afraid of what he will think of me after knowing the truth. "Sara, why are you quiet?" His voice burst my mental bubble. "Ye..yes." I nodded my head. "What will you do, Aron, if you discover that I killed someone?" I glared fearfully at him. "Sara, what kind of joke is this?" He burst out laughing. "How could you murder a man when you can't even kill a mosquito?" He laughed so hard that he wiped away his tears. "But I did kill Uncle Joe by accident." I tell him the truth. "I did assassinate Queen Victoria, too." He laughed at me. Now, how should I make him believe in me? He didn't take my word seriously. If I told him that I saw Uncle Joe's ghost ev
Aron POV "Aron, please check your phone network." She asked me to check my phone. "Oh yes, I completely forgot about that." I retrieved my phone from my bag and checked the phone network. "Now it functions." "Please call Jerry and ask her to send some clothes for me." She asked me to call Jerry's phone number. "However, it is now three in the morning." I looked at her with raised eyebrows. "So what? We are in such a remote area with no phone network, so it's better to tell her now before the phone network disappears." She gestured for me to press the dial button. "OK, my dear wife." I dialed Jerry's number on her behalf. "What do you want? How could you call me at such an early hour? Where is your wife?" After calling, she became irate with me for interfering with her sleep. "I apologize, Jerry. Sara asked you to send her some clothes because she was having problems with the bikinis you had selected." Her tone of anger made me laugh. "You called me at such an early hour just