Becoming Daniel's woman, I found myself moving into the grand mansion where he resided. Life, for the most part, remained unchanged. Daniel made it clear that he didn't want me working at Kosho anymore, and I readily agreed. However, when he suggested I drop out of school, I couldn't simply comply. Deep down, I knew that one day Daniel might grow weary of me and cast me aside. So, I resolved to finish my studies, earning a university degree that would ease my path when seeking future employment.
Observing my determination not to abandon my education, Daniel relented and allowed me to continue. After all, graduation was on the horizon.
Daniel also emphasized his desire for my unwavering obedience. And I, without question, complied with his wishes.
Apart from presenting me with a black card, Daniel often indulged me in shopping sprees. Clothes, shoes, and even jewelry were part of his generosity. I neither declined nor actively utilized the items he purchased, instead using his funds to acquire things I truly desired.
Cooking was another skill I possessed, and Daniel frequently requested meals prepared by my hand. I gladly obliged, enjoying the opportunity to cater to his taste.
On this particular morning, the sun bathed the world in its radiant light while birds melodiously serenaded the awakening day. The temperature remained mild, the air crisp and pure, carried gently by a pleasant breeze. A vivid blue sky stretched above, uplifting the spirits of all who gazed upon it.
As Daisy and I stepped out of the school gate, our eyes immediately fell upon a sleek black supercar. It commanded attention, parked conspicuously in front of the school, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers. Inside sat an incredibly handsome man, emanating an irresistible allure.
Daisy couldn't help but comment, her voice teasingly playful, "Hey, babe, your incredibly attractive boyfriend is here to pick you up."
"Daisy, please," I pleaded, feeling a flush of embarrassment at her words and not wanting her to view me in a negative light.
Unfazed, Daisy continued, "He's seriously hot, isn't he? You should go talk to him."
"Daisy, I implore you! You know what our relationship is," I beseeched, hoping to quell her jesting remarks.
"I know, I'm just saying, baby. But you know, everyone will assume you're his girlfriend."
Touched by a sudden burst of laughter, I couldn't help but express, "He'll dump me soon."
"What? Why?" Daisy inquired, her curiosity piqued.
"Daisy, he's merely using me. Love is not part of the equation. I'm not his girlfriend, nor will I ever be. He's simply using me. It's been days since he's been home. Perhaps he's found himself a new plaything."
Daisy, her expression filled with sympathy, responded with a pout, "Ah, so he picks you up and then casually mentions he's found someone new. In that case, you better start looking for a new place to live, and quickly, right?"
"Yes, you could say that."
"Even though I don't understand him, I'm sure if he wants to drive a woman away, he doesn't need to be so evasive," Daisy remarked, her words carrying a glimmer of truth.
Indeed, Daisy's words struck a chord. If Daniel truly desired to part ways with me, he needn't resort to such convoluted methods.
Lost in my contemplation, Daisy suddenly slapped my shoulder, jolting me from my thoughts.
"Well, get going now. He's been waiting for you. And if he does kick you out, remember to call me. Don't worry, baby, I'll always have a room for you. Honestly, I wish you weren't with him. I don't want to see you get hurt."
"I know, Daisy. Thank you for always being there for me. I have to go now. See you later."
"Goodbye!"
With Daisy's departure, I proceeded calmly, approaching the waiting car and gracefully sliding into the passenger seat.
Daniel's eyes lit up with a warm smile as he started the engine and drove off swiftly.
Silence enveloped us during the car ride, prompting me to break the stillness with my words.
"I honestly didn't think you would come to pick me up."
Confusion etched across his face as Daniel turned to look at me, his gaze fixed upon the road ahead.
"What do you mean?" he inquired, genuinely perplexed.
"Have you found a new source of joy?" I continued, my words laced with a tinge of sadness.
"What new joy?" Daniel's brows furrowed, his eyes searching mine for understanding.
It mattered little to me whether he comprehended the depth of my inquiry. While he focused on driving, I gazed out the window, captivated by the passing scenery.
"Isn't it obvious? You've been spending an excessive amount of time with someone else. You've been absent from home for days. It's quite clear you've found someone new," I confessed, my voice tinged with resignation.
A crease formed between Daniel's brows, and he turned his gaze toward me, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and annoyance.
"Talia, I have no idea what you're talking about. I haven't been with anyone else. My time has been consumed by work at the
office, and when I return home, it's to be with you. I haven't had time for anything else," he patiently explained, his words a soothing balm. "Furthermore, this is not your concern. You have no right to pry, understand?"
I listened to his response, the weight of his words prompting me to fall silent.
However, when we reached an intersection, Daniel unexpectedly turned left.
"Where are we going?" I questioned, my curiosity piqued.
"You'll soon find out," he replied cryptically.
Bewilderment tugged at my thoughts as I peered out the window, trying to discern our destination.
Upon arriving, Daniel parked the car and stepped out, beckoning me to follow.
"What is this place?" I asked, surveying my surroundings—a serene park on a wintry day, devoid of visitors.
"What are we doing here?" I probed, seeking clarity.
"As I said, you'll soon find out," he replied enigmatically before turning and walking away.
Left with a whirlwind of unanswered questions, I watched as a stranger approached me, a girl I had never seen before.
"Hello, beautiful," she greeted, her smile exuding a sense of intrigue, her hand gently grazing my cheek.
An inexplicable shiver coursed through my spine, leaving me chilled to the bone.
"I don't know you. Who are you?" "Hi, Talia. You can call me Miranda.” The girl smiled with a very monstrous face, “Oh my god! You are so pretty." "I... Thank you." Talia turned to look at Daniel with a pleading look, but he was nowhere to be found. This man is really like a ghost, appearing and disappearing from time to time. "Don't be scared! Come on. Follow me!" After saying that, the girl turned around and walked away. Talia felt afraid. She did not know what was going on. But she knew that she had to follow them. So she tried to run after them, but she was too slow. Unexpectedly, the deeper she went inside, the more beautiful scenery appeared. This is not a park. Turns out, this is the road leading to an old restaurant. Talia saw the restaurant and started to run towards it. "You are here. Please come inside." Miranda said. "Wait! Where is he?" When Talia asked where Daniel was, the girl only smiled and said that he was waiting for her inside. "How about you?" "I am n
I was taken aback when Daniel looked at me, and I felt a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. Slowly, I began to undress, standing there before him completely naked. "Wow," he said softly, his eyes filled with admiration. "You are truly beautiful." His touch against my skin sent shivers down my spine, and my heart raced with anticipation. I longed for his kiss, but instead, he just stood there, gazing at me. "Talia," he finally spoke, his voice filled with tenderness, "Do what you feel comfortable with." Despite the familiarity of this situation, there was a coldness in his demeanor that pained my heart. I pushed aside the inner turmoil, focusing solely on the task he had hired me for. I knelt down slowly, removing the towel that covered Daniel's body. As his lower body was revealed before me, I couldn't help but gasp in awe. My eyes fixed on him, and I began to stroke him gently. Daniel's physique was impressive, and my mouth watered with desire. I leaned in and placed delic
One night, even though I was tired, the relentless churn of thoughts in my mind refused to yield to slumber's gentle embrace. My limbs felt heavy from the long night's exhaustion with Daniel. I lay in the dimly lit room, the soft glow of the moonlight casting ethereal patterns on the walls. The weight of unresolved questions pressed upon my chest, keeping me awake. While I was lost in my contemplation, Daniel's voice pierced the silence, startling me from my reverie. His deep timbre resonated in the quiet room, and I turned to him, my eyes meeting his in the dimness. "Why aren't you sleeping?" he inquired, his concern lacing his words. "Is something wrong?" I hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by the unexpectedness of his inquiry. My mind raced as I pondered whether to share the thoughts that had been gnawing at me. I knew that Daniel possessed a wealth of knowledge and capabilities that extended far beyond my own, and the question that had been plaguing me seemed to demand an
Two weeks back, I found myself knee-deep in a mission to dismantle the nefarious web spun by those purveyors of fabricated scandals. My solitary endeavor was almost in full swing when, out of the blue, an unexpected message dropped into my digital realm. The sender bore the mysterious alias "Zero-One," which was as intriguing as a riddle whispered in the wind."Who you are, I know," Zero-One's message began, each word dripping with enigma, concealing his true self beneath layers of anonymity. "Stop what you're doing.""Who are you?" The sound of typing on a computer rang out, my fingers kept shaking.My initial response was one of skepticism, a natural reaction when two individuals appear to be on the same scent, tracking down those elusive figures who thrive in the dark corners of the web. Zero-One's intentions remained an impenetrable mist, as he cautioned me against digging any deeper. The seeds of doubt were sown, casting suspicion over his true motives. Could he, in fact, be one
The night was peaceful as my family slumbered, but the tranquility was shattered by the furious barking of our dog. Startled from my deep sleep, I rushed to the living room, drawn by the scent of blood in the air. Its thick, suffocating presence unsettled me. In the dimly lit room, I found the dog fiercely barking at my sister's bedroom door, as if trying to ward off an invisible intruder. Panic surged through me as I burst into the room, only to witness the horrifying sight of the dog sinking its teeth into my sister's arm. "Stop!" I screamed, desperately trying to intervene. But my pleas fell on deaf ears. Audrey's once arms now displayed an eerie pallor, the pristine white bedspread marred by the stain of her life's essence. Drops of blood fell silently to the floor, echoing the weight of the tragedy that had unfolded before me. A chilling darkness enveloped the room, concealing an ominous presence. I could feel an invisible hand tightening around my throat, constricting my bre
The following day arrived, cloaked in a veil of uncertainty, yet I embarked on my journey to Kosho with unwavering determination. It was as if the events of the previous day were but whispers in the wind, fading into the recesses of my mind. Little did I know that destiny had laid out a new path for me, one fraught with intrigue and unforeseen twists. As I entered the bustling club, the manager approached me, an air of secrecy surrounding him. Without a word, he guided me to the VIP room—the boss's private domain. It struck me as odd that, after spending only a brief week at Kosho, I would find myself in such an exclusive setting. Lost in contemplation, the manager pushed open the ornate door, revealing a scene that both intrigued and bewildered me. Sitting beside the boss was none other than the enigmatic man who had saved me from a precarious fate. "Hey, what are you doing? Come here! Hurry up!" the boss's commanding voice echoed through the room, beckoning me forward. Obliging,
Two weeks back, I found myself knee-deep in a mission to dismantle the nefarious web spun by those purveyors of fabricated scandals. My solitary endeavor was almost in full swing when, out of the blue, an unexpected message dropped into my digital realm. The sender bore the mysterious alias "Zero-One," which was as intriguing as a riddle whispered in the wind."Who you are, I know," Zero-One's message began, each word dripping with enigma, concealing his true self beneath layers of anonymity. "Stop what you're doing.""Who are you?" The sound of typing on a computer rang out, my fingers kept shaking.My initial response was one of skepticism, a natural reaction when two individuals appear to be on the same scent, tracking down those elusive figures who thrive in the dark corners of the web. Zero-One's intentions remained an impenetrable mist, as he cautioned me against digging any deeper. The seeds of doubt were sown, casting suspicion over his true motives. Could he, in fact, be one
One night, even though I was tired, the relentless churn of thoughts in my mind refused to yield to slumber's gentle embrace. My limbs felt heavy from the long night's exhaustion with Daniel. I lay in the dimly lit room, the soft glow of the moonlight casting ethereal patterns on the walls. The weight of unresolved questions pressed upon my chest, keeping me awake. While I was lost in my contemplation, Daniel's voice pierced the silence, startling me from my reverie. His deep timbre resonated in the quiet room, and I turned to him, my eyes meeting his in the dimness. "Why aren't you sleeping?" he inquired, his concern lacing his words. "Is something wrong?" I hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by the unexpectedness of his inquiry. My mind raced as I pondered whether to share the thoughts that had been gnawing at me. I knew that Daniel possessed a wealth of knowledge and capabilities that extended far beyond my own, and the question that had been plaguing me seemed to demand an
I was taken aback when Daniel looked at me, and I felt a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. Slowly, I began to undress, standing there before him completely naked. "Wow," he said softly, his eyes filled with admiration. "You are truly beautiful." His touch against my skin sent shivers down my spine, and my heart raced with anticipation. I longed for his kiss, but instead, he just stood there, gazing at me. "Talia," he finally spoke, his voice filled with tenderness, "Do what you feel comfortable with." Despite the familiarity of this situation, there was a coldness in his demeanor that pained my heart. I pushed aside the inner turmoil, focusing solely on the task he had hired me for. I knelt down slowly, removing the towel that covered Daniel's body. As his lower body was revealed before me, I couldn't help but gasp in awe. My eyes fixed on him, and I began to stroke him gently. Daniel's physique was impressive, and my mouth watered with desire. I leaned in and placed delic
"I don't know you. Who are you?" "Hi, Talia. You can call me Miranda.” The girl smiled with a very monstrous face, “Oh my god! You are so pretty." "I... Thank you." Talia turned to look at Daniel with a pleading look, but he was nowhere to be found. This man is really like a ghost, appearing and disappearing from time to time. "Don't be scared! Come on. Follow me!" After saying that, the girl turned around and walked away. Talia felt afraid. She did not know what was going on. But she knew that she had to follow them. So she tried to run after them, but she was too slow. Unexpectedly, the deeper she went inside, the more beautiful scenery appeared. This is not a park. Turns out, this is the road leading to an old restaurant. Talia saw the restaurant and started to run towards it. "You are here. Please come inside." Miranda said. "Wait! Where is he?" When Talia asked where Daniel was, the girl only smiled and said that he was waiting for her inside. "How about you?" "I am n
Becoming Daniel's woman, I found myself moving into the grand mansion where he resided. Life, for the most part, remained unchanged. Daniel made it clear that he didn't want me working at Kosho anymore, and I readily agreed. However, when he suggested I drop out of school, I couldn't simply comply. Deep down, I knew that one day Daniel might grow weary of me and cast me aside. So, I resolved to finish my studies, earning a university degree that would ease my path when seeking future employment. Observing my determination not to abandon my education, Daniel relented and allowed me to continue. After all, graduation was on the horizon. Daniel also emphasized his desire for my unwavering obedience. And I, without question, complied with his wishes. Apart from presenting me with a black card, Daniel often indulged me in shopping sprees. Clothes, shoes, and even jewelry were part of his generosity. I neither declined nor actively utilized the items he purchased, instead using his funds
The following day arrived, cloaked in a veil of uncertainty, yet I embarked on my journey to Kosho with unwavering determination. It was as if the events of the previous day were but whispers in the wind, fading into the recesses of my mind. Little did I know that destiny had laid out a new path for me, one fraught with intrigue and unforeseen twists. As I entered the bustling club, the manager approached me, an air of secrecy surrounding him. Without a word, he guided me to the VIP room—the boss's private domain. It struck me as odd that, after spending only a brief week at Kosho, I would find myself in such an exclusive setting. Lost in contemplation, the manager pushed open the ornate door, revealing a scene that both intrigued and bewildered me. Sitting beside the boss was none other than the enigmatic man who had saved me from a precarious fate. "Hey, what are you doing? Come here! Hurry up!" the boss's commanding voice echoed through the room, beckoning me forward. Obliging,
The night was peaceful as my family slumbered, but the tranquility was shattered by the furious barking of our dog. Startled from my deep sleep, I rushed to the living room, drawn by the scent of blood in the air. Its thick, suffocating presence unsettled me. In the dimly lit room, I found the dog fiercely barking at my sister's bedroom door, as if trying to ward off an invisible intruder. Panic surged through me as I burst into the room, only to witness the horrifying sight of the dog sinking its teeth into my sister's arm. "Stop!" I screamed, desperately trying to intervene. But my pleas fell on deaf ears. Audrey's once arms now displayed an eerie pallor, the pristine white bedspread marred by the stain of her life's essence. Drops of blood fell silently to the floor, echoing the weight of the tragedy that had unfolded before me. A chilling darkness enveloped the room, concealing an ominous presence. I could feel an invisible hand tightening around my throat, constricting my bre