Chapter 1

"Ahhh shit! It's hot!"

 

Jayden was panting. The drink he got from a maid earlier had been given a stimulant drug. Damn, maid! Even now, Jayden couldn't think straight. Moreover, the blunt object in his pants is already very tense.

 

Jayden couldn't take it anymore. The man immediately contacted his friend, Erick. "Bring me one whore. NOW!"

 

After shouting, Jayden gasped again. He is very horny and hot. Jayden could only hold his rapid breaths with his body trembling.

 

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Very weird. This doesn't feel like the place Selly said it was. Am I going the wrong way?

 

The street in front of me looked deserted. I could look up Selly's address using maps. Too bad this damn phone is dead. The birthday party will start at eight in the evening. Damn, Sally! How could he live on the outskirts like this? So far, there is only one gas station, two farmer's houses and one small mini-market. I can't understand why my ambitious friend lived in a farming area. Even crazier, he threw a party in a deserted place that might only be inhabited by moles living along the cornfield. Or worse, this place is only inhabited by ghosts who can't stand the atmosphere of the city cemetery.

 

After an hour's drive, I found Selly's house. She said her house had high fences and was more significant than a typical farmer's house. She lived in the house inherited from her grandfather, who had long died and rotted in the ground. I parked my car and went straight inside.

 

"How strange. Why does this house look so lonely?"

 

I stepped on my feet and, without hesitation, entered the big house. When I went inside, a giant lion welcomed me into the living room. I was about to scream when a considerable lion greeted me.

 

A portrait of a man is behind it, with a gold frame three meters high and one and a half meters wide. Good grief! I entered the wrong house. This is not Sally's house. This is a stranger's house.

 

"Hello!" I shouted.

 

There doesn't seem to be anyone. My phone is off and I can ask the landlord to lend me his charger for a few minutes until I can call Selly.

 

"Anybody home?"

 

The silence makes me bolder. Is this an empty house that was left vacant? No. Cleanliness and absence of dust in this house clearly show that the owner lives there. But where is she?

 

"Excuse me!"

 

Open door. Men without clothes immediately pulled me in. "Let me go!"

 

Before I got too far, he had uncovered my dress. The man was violent. He is handsome, but he will kill me.

 

"Get off me, damn it!" I tried to push him.

 

The man grabbed my neck and slapped me with his left hand. He blocked all my movement access. He inserted his blunt rod.

 

"Aaah!"

 

It hurts. His is huge.

 

"Keep sighing bitch!" the man tightened his pump even more.

 

"Please let me go...." I was like a sheep that had resigned itself to being slaughtered.

 

Nearly an hour foreign man was on top of me. He was done on his release. He orgasmed in front of my face. It made me immediately gag when his sperm spurted and hit my tongue so I could taste the taste.

 

I'm throwing up!

 

Several bills were thrown. The man seems to hate me. I tried to get up with pain in my collarbone.

 

"So that you know I'm not a prostitute!" I said hatefully.

 

The man smirked. He lit his cigarette. "You want more money? Come on bitch! You don't taste perfect either."

 

Feelings of annoyance, anger and disappointment mixed into one. I will report this man to the police station for the rape he committed.

 

"Jack... will you forgive me. I was raped because I left without telling you."

 

All the way home, I cried. Forget about Selly's birthday party. Forget about everything.

 

I barged into Jack's apartment and found him on top of Samantha.

 

"Khloe... I-I can explain!"

 

Jack immediately rose from the bed naked. Even though I've seen him like this many times, I feel disgusted now.

 

"I can't believe you did this to me, Jack. I thought you weren't like all my exes. I thought you...."

 

"She's the one who set me up!" Jack immediately pointed at Samantha sitting on the bed with the devilish grin she often showed—bastard woman.

 

"You called me here to warm your bed!" Samantha dodged.

 

"Shut up, you bastard!" Jack rebuked Samantha. Very funny. Two bastards were fighting in front of the people they loved and betrayed.

 

"We're done now, Jack." My heart will explode when I pretend to be tough in front of my boyfriend.

 

Jack took my hand and held it tightly. I wanted to forget all this, to tell Samantha to come home and come into her arms. But all I got was disappointment and the fact that my boyfriend was sleeping with my half-sister.

 

"What about our marriage, Khloe? Don't you love me anymore?"

 

Oh, my. How could he ask like that after having an affair?

 

"You don't love me anymore and from now on, I won't love you either. To hell with our marriage. I will never be married to a man who likes to share his sex with women other than his partner!"

 

I left Jack in his apartment room. He definitely wouldn't give chase. Samantha must have been spoiled right away and stupid Jack just succumbed after being breastfed like a baby by my stepbrother.

 

My life is over. There's nothing I can hold out here anymore. I was raped and my boyfriend, now fiancé and soon to be my husband, is having an affair with my half-sister.

 

The wedding I was hoping for would not happen. It seems that God does not allow me to be happy. My family is a mess. My father and mother divorced. Now I also can not have a family as I wished.

 

When I got home, I immediately packed my things. I need to bring some money and some valuables and some clothes.

 

"What are you doing, Khloe? You going to stay at Jack's place?"

 

"No! Just let Samantha live there. Dad's favourite golden child is always number one compared to me. I will leave this place and don't expect anyone in my house to contact me."

 

"You mean your step-sister stole your husband-to-be? Come on, Khloe, there must be a misunderstanding here."

 

"After I saw it with my own eyes, how the two of them groaned on the bed without a single thread, Dad still defended Samantha? Just keep defending the slut. Mother and child are the same. Both are sluts who like to steal other people's property."

 

"Shut your mouth or...."

 

"Or what? Or is Dad going to slap me? Dad is always being unfair!"

 

He slapped me then and there, making my lips crack and I sat on the floor. That's what I remember because I have now moved to another country. An hour after my fight with Father, I was on a plane that took me far from home.