“Bye, kids!” Valeria called out, waving at them as they ran toward the school gate. They paused to wave back before continuing on. Once they were safely inside, Ben started the car and they headed toward the café. “You know, you don’t have to do this every day. I can get my own car,” Valeria said, staring out the window, fully aware of Ben glancing her way as they stopped at a red light. “So I’m supposed to risk losing you again? No thanks,” Ben replied as the light turned green and they drove on. This time, Valeria turned to look at him. “Come on, Ben. That happened months ago. I’m fine now, totally capable of driving myself. You can’t babysit me forever, you know?” she added, turning her gaze back outside. “I can, and I will,” Ben said firmly. The rest of the ride was quiet. When they reached the café, Valeria got out without saying a word and headed straight inside. He didn’t seriously expect her to never drive again, right? She let out a deep sigh, dropped her bag behind t
The hustle and bustle made Jenna roll her eyes. She didn't like this crowded, stifling atmosphere. What she wanted was her room, a quiet and peaceful room where she could sit and read while listening to soft music.But this extremely loud music was almost beyond her tolerance. She wanted to leave this place, but she couldn't, because that man, that evil man, according to the sources she had heard, would be coming to this place soon.Jenna tried to pull down her short black skirt, which was beginning to feel uncomfortable. This waitress uniform was extremely uncomfortable, with the cleavage so low and the skirt so short, Jenna felt like she was being forced to pretend to be someone she didn't know. Her eyes narrowed again. "I really do look like a slut," she sighed, then a noise from the direction of the entrance distracted her, her eyes searched and there he was... The man was there, and he was surrounded by so many burly bodyguards. Jenna unconsciously snorted. "Well, since he's a
Jenna placed the poisoned drink on the table in front of Sean, "May you die quickly and go to hell! She prayed silently.But it seemed that God still wanted Sean alive, because the man didn't seem interested in touching the drink. Instead, his eyes fell on Jenna and he looked at her sharply."Sit down." He snapped his fingers, then looked at the seat next to him.Jenna's entire body jerked at such an arrogant command. Unconscious hatred flashed in her eyes. How dare he order me like that? She mused.Another waitress nervously pushed her to sit down, obeying Sean's request, so Jenna was forced to sit next to him."What's your name?" Sean stared at her intently. Not even a glance at the drinks on his table.Jenna was prepared for this question, her pseudonym, "Sarah," she answered stiffly.Sean frowned at her intently, then his fingers suddenly reached out and pulled Jenna's chin closer so he could study her face closely, "I've never seen your face here before.""Uh... she... she's our
Arriving at the parking lot, a second after Jenna was dropped off, she ran with all her might to get away, but only a few steps in, the rock hard hands grabbed her again.Jenna struggled but couldn't fight back, frustrated she bit down on the hand holding her with all her strength. The bodyguard moans as he curses, while Sean just stares at the commotion in front of him, chuckling with amusement.Jenna tried to struggle, biting and kicking until she was exhausted, staring breathlessly at Sean with a hateful look, still in the strong grip of his bodyguard.Sean returned her look with a wickedly sweet smile, "If you promise to be nice, maybe I'll offer you a comfortable place next to me in the car.""You're dead!" Jenna snapped angrily.Sean chuckled again, "Okay, you asked for it." With a nod, he ordered his bodyguards. "Put her in the trunk!"Of course, it didn't take his bodyguards long to throw Jenna's body into the trunk and lock it from the outside.The ride was long and agonizin
"Do you think she's ready for me?" Sean had changed into a black silk nightgown and sat down on the sofa in his room. Calmly, the man took a sip of his wine, then looked at Taylor, his personal bodyguard and confidant, who stood before him with his trademark expressionless face. "I think she is ready, but not to surrender to you, but to kill you. The look in her eyes is a hateful and murderous one," Taylor replied half-jokingly. Sean smiled slightly at this answer, "Yes, her eyes are burning and hateful. He took another sip of his wine and closed his eyes, "But you know how much I want to have her tonight. "Yes, I know," Taylor replied calmly, "are you going to force her?" "I don't like to force women, you know that." He was used to being surrounded by women who submitted to him because no woman could resist Sean Anderson's charms. With his dark hair, pale blue eyes and aristocratic face, you could almost say he was as perfect as an angel. If only his eyes weren't so cold, unf
"You need an outlet," Sean said as he reached for Jenna's hand and grabbed her chin. He pulled her face into his, then leaned forward and kissed her.Jenna was startled and tried to push him away, but he held her so tightly against the headboard that she couldn't move and was so frightened that she started to cry.Under the influence of the drug, Jenna clearly craved Sean's touch, but the remnants of her consciousness vehemently refused to allow it.After a while, Sean released her and licked the corner of her mouth. "You taste better than I thought.""Please let me go..." Jenna sobbed. She was unable to resist because her body was shaking, weak and felt so hot. If she didn't know that this man was the one who destroyed her family, she might even beg Sean to touch her.Sean sneered. "Don't you care if your aunt lives or dies?"Jenna was shocked and fell back in despair. How could this man know about her aunt? Her mother's sister was the only family she had, though they rarely saw each
Sean seemed to have deliberately asked the maid not to change the sheets, so the red stains on the bed bothered Jenna a lot. It was her virgin blood.She hated to see it and grabbed the sheet roughly, then threw it to the floor, then somehow her body collapsed to the floor, sobbing with emotion.Her thoughts drifted to her father and mother, to her unrequited revenge, and to the fate that had trapped her here, in the clutches of her enemy. What hurt most was that she was powerless against it. Suddenly, Jenna wiped away her tears. No! She had cried enough. No matter what, she had to fight back!Jenna slowly stepped into the bathroom, she had to take another shower and erase all the marks and stains that Sean had left on her body.Sean may have stained her, but that didn't mean he owned her. Jenna was a free woman, a woman who was determined to destroy that jerk. Just wait, she just hasn't had the chance yet, but it's not impossible, right?Unfortunately, after cleaning herself repeate
Jenna blinked her eyes slowly and after a while she got used to the light in the room. She looked around and got very scared. It was a strange room, with the mattress she slept on and,... some equipment she had never seen before.Oh no, she had seen them. These things had appeared in movies where the male protagonist liked to play with his girl before he fucked her. Usually violent scenes. Jenna shivered with fear. She had only ever seen them on the screen and never thought she would see them in front of her eyes like this. Wasn't it rumored that Sean never brought his women home, so what was this?Was Sean going to kill her after this escape attempt? Hurt her? She swallowed. Rape her again? She twitched uneasily to calm herself, but it didn't help. Her eyes were wet and tears were streaming down her face as she pulled her knees to her chest and suddenly realized that someone had chained her legs to the bed.Jenna leaned against the headboard and stared at the ceiling. Sean must b
“Bye, kids!” Valeria called out, waving at them as they ran toward the school gate. They paused to wave back before continuing on. Once they were safely inside, Ben started the car and they headed toward the café. “You know, you don’t have to do this every day. I can get my own car,” Valeria said, staring out the window, fully aware of Ben glancing her way as they stopped at a red light. “So I’m supposed to risk losing you again? No thanks,” Ben replied as the light turned green and they drove on. This time, Valeria turned to look at him. “Come on, Ben. That happened months ago. I’m fine now, totally capable of driving myself. You can’t babysit me forever, you know?” she added, turning her gaze back outside. “I can, and I will,” Ben said firmly. The rest of the ride was quiet. When they reached the café, Valeria got out without saying a word and headed straight inside. He didn’t seriously expect her to never drive again, right? She let out a deep sigh, dropped her bag behind t
Ben walked up to her, smiling. She smiled back until she bumped into someone. She looked down and found the same little boy from the cafe. “Oh, it’s you!” she said, crouching. “Mom?” Oliver said with a big smile. The word made Valeria uncomfortable, and she glanced at everyone—especially Alexa. Alexa was right there, so why was the kid calling her “mom”? “Oh! You live here?” Valeria asked. The boy grinned, his missing front teeth making him look even cuter. “I went to Colorado with my dad,” he said simply. Valeria’s eyes moved to the little girl next to him. “And this?” “I’m Oliver,” the boy said with a proud smile. “And this is my sister, Olivia.” Valeria chuckled, remembering how adorable Emily and Ethan could be. “You can call me Val,” she told them. Oliver’s eyes shifted to Ben, who was standing beside her. “This is Ben,” Valeria added. Ben crouched beside her with a mock scowl. “Hey, bro,” he said, then winked at Valeria, making her heart race. Ben chuck
A woman walked, pulling her jacket tighter around her small frame as the cold wind hit her. The click of her boots on the floor was the only sound echoing through the space. She still couldn’t believe her eyes when she found out Jenna was alive. A year ago, she had felt so relieved, thinking she’d finally gotten rid of her. But now the girl was back— that annoying little thing who once clung to their lives like a parasite. The woman turned sharply left and stepped into a dark alley. The path was narrow barely enough for one person to walk through without brushing against the brick walls on both sides. The alley was long and pitch black, forcing her to squint and step carefully. Part of her grumbled at how she couldn’t see a thing, but another part was glad the darkness was hiding whatever creepy crawlies were on those walls. She shivered and almost screamed when something scurried across her $26,000 boots. A flickering bulb at the end of the alley gave her a target, and she ran to
Valeria walked into her apartment, struggling to carry Emily and Ethan who were fast asleep in her arms. "Thanks so much, Mrs. Smith," she said with a grateful smile to her neighbor, a woman in her mid-fifties who lived alone. "It's no problem, dear. You look a little busy," Mrs. Smith said, nodding toward the two kids. Valeria chuckled softly and nodded. "Good night, sweetie. If you need anything, just knock. I'm only a few steps away," Mrs. Smith added with a wink before heading back to her place. That was just the kind of woman. Mrs. Smith was the type who’d open the door with a baseball bat raised high, day or night, always cautious. But deep down, she was the kindest, most caring soul. Valeria smiled, remembering the night Mrs. Smith almost whacked Ben with her bat because Valeria had been late answering the door after a shower, and forgetful Ben had left his keys. Mrs. Smith thought he was a thief. Carefully, Valeria tucked Emily and Ethan into their beds. "Good
When she opened her eyes, she found Ben leaning against the balcony wall, arms crossed, smiling at her so softly it made her blush. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Ben chuckled, walked over, and gently lifted her chin, kissing the tip of her nose. "Because you’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen... after those two little monsters," he teased just as Emily and Ethan’s voices called out his name. Ben groaned while Valeria tried not to laugh. Ever since Ben had confessed his feelings, he never missed a chance to shower Valeria with affection. They spent the morning playing, filling the apartment with laughter that felt like music to Valeria’s ears. "Alright, kids, time to brush your teeth," she said, herding them away as she carried dirty plates to the kitchen. As she started prepping food for the kids, Ben leaned casually against the counter. "Who was on the phone?" Valeria asked. "Mr. Anderson. He invited us to dinner with hi
A man in a white Armani suit got up from behind his desk and stepped forward to shake their hands. "Welcome, Mr. Anderson and Mrs. Karen. I'm Ben McKenzie," he greeted them with a friendly smile. Sean raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by the man's cheerfulness, but shook his hand politely anyway. He sat down in the chair across from Ben, while Karen took the seat next to him. "We should start the presentation soon," Karen said, looking at her watch. Ben smiled wider and nodded. At first, nervousness showed on his face, but as the presentation progressed, his confidence grew. Sean was quite impressed with Ben's presentation, but he didn't find much to like. In his heart, he had already decided to decline the offer. Ben was busy organizing his files when his secretary called and someone knocked on the door. Ben looked up from his work and his face instantly lit up. Sean and Karen didn't turn around, assuming it was none of their business. "Valeria, are you here?" said Ben,
Before going to Colorado to meet Ben. Before going to Ben's company, or rather Ben Mckinzie's hotel in Colorado, Sean stood in front of the mirror, pulled his blazer closer to his body and combed his hair with his fingers. He looked at his reflection and barely recognized the figure he saw. His eyes had lost their sparkle and his jaw was sore after months, almost a year, of constantly putting on a fake smile for everyone. But this was his life now, and he was beginning to accept it. With a heavy sigh, Sean moved to close the door to his room. As the door was about to close, his eyes fell on a set of ties lying in the corner of the room. Still, he refused to wear them. Lily, in her own way, left the ties there, as if hoping Sean would change his mind. Lily always said he would wear them one day, but in his heart, Sean knew he would only wear them if Jenna tied them around his neck, and they all knew that was no longer possible. He locked the door and stepped out. Just a few ste
Friday came quickly. Valeria decided to take the kids to the park, since they had been kind of distant from each other since their fight yesterday. Emily was starting to avoid Ethan, so Valeria felt she needed to talk to her. "Kids, are you going to the park today?" she asked as she took some of her cereal. "With Dad?" they asked in unison. Sometimes their bond really was that close, and Valeria felt like it was déjà vu all over again. Valeria paused for a moment to deal with the bad feeling in her heart, then replied, "Dad didn't answer my phone. So we'll spend the day without him," she said, and the children pouted, but then perked up as the taxi pulled up in front of the park, where many children were laughing and playing on the swings and slides. The sun was not shining brightly over their heads that day, but the sky was not dark either. A cold breeze hit them as they stepped onto the sidewalk. "Mom, I'm going to the slide," Ethan said as he ran to the slide. Emily was st
"Get in," Ben said in an annoyed tone as he picked Emily up and buckled her into the back seat. Valeria did the same for Ethan. He sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. "Ben, slow down," Valeria murmured, holding his hand as he drove a little faster than usual. Ben stared at her for a few moments, but Valeria's attention was only on the road. She didn't want to get into an accident or involve the children in one. Ben took his eyes off her and looked at the back seat where Ethan was looking out of the window with an angry frown and Emily with red cheeks and a flowing pink nose. A few tear stains still clung to her cheeks as she continued to sob. Valeria sighed heavily, and Ben continued to slow the car down. It was the children's second day of school and Valeria and Ben had already been called to the school because there was a complaint from the principal that Ethan had hit someone and their daughter was crying for unknown reasons. Soon they reached home. On