Lavender:The crowd was heavy that day. First my stepsisters, and then Igor. And from the looks of it, no one seemed too happy to see me with Easton.I sprinted into the mansion while the two followed me inside.“What were you doing with Easton?” Normani ran until she passed me and stood face to face with me.“He was only giving me a ride,” I replied, trying to sidestep, but Sabrina stood on the side, blocking my path.I don’t know where Easton went—probably went back to check on Nikon.“Oh really? How come he only saw you but never saw us?” Normani moved her head a lot when talking. It was intimidating at times.“Ask Mom. She would tell you where I went and why he might have spotted me.” I tried to get past them, but when they stood tightly together, I realized I needed to put up some kind of fight.“Why can’t you tell us?” Sabrina hissed, arms crossed over her chest.“Because I don’t owe you any explanation.” The look on their faces when I spoke up for myself for the first time shoc
Lavender:“There is something seriously wrong with you,” I said in disbelief, watching him smirk at me.“There is?” he raised his brow, and that confirmation he waited for sounded like a trick.It was as if he wanted me to take back my words. But I wouldn’t.Even when I was genuinely scared of him.“Hmm, well, let's find out what’s wrong with most of us,” he said with a slight grin as he stepped back from me.But the way he walked backward was even scarier, especially when he started rubbing his chin and looking me up and down.“I won’t let you go that easily. You’ll have to do the same for me as you’re doing for your other brothers,” those words made me look away in disgust, and that’s when his laughter made me look back at him.“What? I thought you weren’t doing anything wrong? But your reaction tells me there’s a dirty little secret you’re hiding.”I didn’t say anything to him after that, and he started walking toward the door.I kept having this awful feeling that he’d stop and tu
Igor:I couldn’t believe they were playing behind my back. And obviously, Nikon involved Easton.Did I believe they were sleeping with her?No!Nikon didn’t have it in him to cheat on his fiancée. What a waste of fame and looks he is.So what exactly was Nikon doing?He had to be planning something and had brought Lavender into the picture. The three of them would work together and make money.Lavender was the missing piece in the trio. Easton had to be screwing her, and she must have tried seducing Nikon too.Now I’m not sure if Nikon would give in that easily. That would be a twist.“She is exotic though,” I scratched the back of my neck and locked my bedroom door.I had never felt lonelier. My brothers were having fun without me. I hated how they always left me out.Why?I don’t know.Nikon said I need to do something, I need to work hard.Isn’t your big brother supposed to set the bar high for himself but keep expectations low for you?Couldn’t he give me easier work?What has Eas
Lavender:Taking the black sheets off the wall, snatching my red hair wig, I lay down in my bed after I had tucked away my private stash for good reasons.My heart was heavy with emotions. The friend I thought respected me had made his intentions and thoughts about me and the others clear tonight.I don't know why I was so upset over a person I had never met. He was probably one of those guys who thought they could sleep with me if they acted right.But it was the kind of words he used for anyone who does what I do. It hurt me. The so-called friend turned out to be a liar.He was my biggest tipper and had always said such nice things. We would chat about random stuff, stories of our childhood without revealing much, and I always thought I had a loyal and decent friend.I forced myself to go to sleep and not think about him.The next morning, I had to rush for breakfast. Nikon had made it clear that I wouldn’t skip meals with the family. Even when I did miss two last night, I guess Nik
Lavender:It was night shooting, and I was dressed in a black dress with white lilies. I didn’t wear a sweater that night—it didn’t go well with the look. Even though I knew my sisters were wearing expensive clothes, my thrift store dress looked way better to me. I had curled my black hair and put on a little lip gloss before leaving the attic.While walking downstairs, I spotted Igor standing next to the staircase with a smirk on his face.“Just remember, whatever you’re doing for him—you’ll have to do it for me too,” he said as I passed by.I stopped when I heard his comment.“I’m not doing anything for anyone,” I lied. I was doing a lot for my mother and stepsisters.“Are you sure about that?”There was no way he really believed I was doing something with his brothers. But then why did he keep pushing that idea?I didn’t stop again to argue with him and rushed to meet Easton, who was standing by his car.His manager and a few guards were already around him, so I figured it was bett
Igor:The fact that Easton took them to see his shoot raised red flags in my head. He must be hooking up with Lavender in his van while the others were away.It enraged me.How could they be playing games behind my back?Was that why I was angry—or was it because my own stepsister looked like she’d rather drink poison than speak to me?I remembered the bored look on her face when I stayed at her place. But now, she was all respect and giggles for Easton.They got back home late that night, with Lavender still wearing a jacket from the set.Easton must’ve paid a lot to keep it.But why?What was going on?Why were my brothers suddenly treating her so well?Was there some game happening, and I was the one being left out?“I hope they didn’t bother you while you were shooting,” Nikon said. He always had that respectful tone with Easton.Even though I was the youngest, I felt like I deserved a bit of respect too—and I hated when I didn’t get it.“The two were definitely a handful,” Easton
Lavender:The first day of college was perfect.Easton offered to drop me off at campus. When we pulled into the parking lot, some of the seniors standing nearby were stunned to see Easton dropping me off.He left after I got out of the car, but a huge smile stayed on my lips. Somehow, just being seen with him made me less of a target for the day.“Lavender,” after the first class ended, Professor Lowell called my name, stopping me as everyone else was leaving the room.“Yes?” I walked up to the podium, noticing his fancy watch.He was probably in his early thirties, but he looked so good he could easily pass for a twenty-five-year-old movie star. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a sharp jawline, and a sparkle in his gaze like no other teacher I’d seen.“I like your name,” his compliment caught me off guard.He had commented on it during introductions too.So… had he stopped me just to say it again?“And I loved how you were paying attention in class. If you want extra notes or help, you can t
Lavender:My mother didn’t have anything to say to him. Otherwise, when there was no one to feed me, my mother would scold me for upsetting Normani and Sabrina.“And it’s a shame that you are treating her this way,” Easton continued, causing my mother’s eyes to widen.I didn’t want him to scold her too harshly. At the end of the day, she was a woman who had been hurt and betrayed so much that I understood where she was coming from.“I don’t want to. It’s just that sometimes I remember her father—” my mother was talking when Easton’s little sarcastic laugh silenced her.“And every time something bad happens to Lavender, you just remember her father to justify it?” That was such a straight hit that Normani bit her tongue and lowered her head.“Your trauma is yours, and it is okay for others to try to make you feel better. But nineteen years is a long time to keep hurting someone innocent for something that happened to you. Don’t you see? You’re giving all your attention to one daughter
Lavender:It had been two minutes since he had started sucking my boob, and I had not gotten over the shock of it. It felt very weird in the beginning. I mean, I felt shy. But then, I wanted him to never stop. That shyness and awkwardness seemed to waver away with every passing second.He was sucking on my breast like he was getting something out of it. His lips were perfectly wrapped around my nipple, not even allowing them to breathe. He then continued to suck on only my tits before pulling away."I think we should not do that," I uttered, sitting in front of him with my breast out."Why is that?" he asked, gently pulling my tit out, and I squeaked."Because---our relationship," I mumbled shyly, looking down when he kept playing with my nipple between his fingers."So what? We are bonding. I'll stop if you want me to," his voice remained husky as he stretched his hand back."But if you want to continue, expose your other breast for me," he whispered as he leaned over to my lips.I b
Lavender:After having breakfast alone in my room, I recalled Easton’s words again and couldn’t help but worry about his one statement.“He has someone he is interested in.”I picked up my phone and typed an email again.Levi: You didn’t tell me who that special one is?And his response came almost immediately.E-Tron: You will find out soon. What’s the rush?I bit my tongue, feeling suddenly sad.E-Tron: You have a boyfriend anyway. Go spend time with him, while I go spend time with my special someone.As soon as I read that text, tears started to form in my eyes.He was someone I wouldn’t share with anyone. Everyone else at the manor had left for the picnic, Igor had left with his friends, and Nikon, as usual, was out and about—probably even killing innocent people.So when there was a knock on the door to my bedroom, I knew who it could be.I placed the tray away and slowly got up from the bed, a confused look on my face.I answered the door to the world’s most handsome man standin
Lavender:I had not been able to sleep that whole night, and then the next day, when I checked his profile, I saw he had posted those pictures with a special caption.“When there is someone very special behind the lens, you feel special too.”My heart pounded hard, my eyes stuck on the caption. And the comments were even more fun to read.One user wrote,“Can someone please zoom into his eyes to see the reflection of this special someone? I’m dying of jealousy out here.”Another wrote,“She must be the reason he decided to work out so late at night ;p”There were many such comments, and I kept reading every single one of them. And then he responded to one of the comments.Someone wrote,“Look how he is smiling. I’m a gymnast, and let me tell you something—if a man is smiling for someone while working out, that person must be very special.”To which Easton replied,“My mystery girl is in talks?”I smiled and put my phone down, hugging my pillow. If the people of Brisa saw me, they woul
Lavender:"Try to focus on the bulge. It should look like it was captured by accident," he guided me to a position where I couldn’t avoid looking at the bulge.He had a huge bulge, almost like he was hiding a whole guitar in there.I had goosebumps all over my skin as he posed and I took his pictures.In one photo, he was sitting on his bed with his hand on the bulge, which slightly opened his robe, and he was holding a book in the other hand. The thing about taking pictures was that I got to watch him when he wasn’t paying attention.I swallowed hard as I took a few more shots.He was naked underneath, and there were times he moved a little too fast and accidentally showed me a glimpse of his shaft.I swear my nipples were hard, but the sweater I had on saved me from embarrassment.By the time we were done with the shoot, I swear I was wet too.It’s not like he wasn’t turned on. His cock was standing straight up, and I could clearly see the shape of it even through the robe.He was b
Lavender:I was almost ready to return to my room when I heard some laughter from outside, and I instantly knew who it was.I ran to the exit door and saw Easton in the garden. He was on the phone with someone, laughing like there was no tomorrow. He sounded so cheerful and attractive.He looked so good in the sleeveless black T-shirt, his biceps flexing like he had just finished working out, and those black shorts didn’t help with my heartbeat.I wanted to go talk to him, but I worried he might think I was being too clingy.However, just as I was about to turn around, I heard his voice. And the way he called my name made me stop in my tracks.“Lavender!”I turned and smiled, tucking the strands of hair behind my ear. I always felt so shy when our eyes met.He raised his hand to catch my attention more clearly and then, with two fingers, gestured for me to come out.He was still on the call, so I began to leave the mansion and followed him into the garden.As I got closer, I could cle
Lavender:My mother didn’t have anything to say to him. Otherwise, when there was no one to feed me, my mother would scold me for upsetting Normani and Sabrina.“And it’s a shame that you are treating her this way,” Easton continued, causing my mother’s eyes to widen.I didn’t want him to scold her too harshly. At the end of the day, she was a woman who had been hurt and betrayed so much that I understood where she was coming from.“I don’t want to. It’s just that sometimes I remember her father—” my mother was talking when Easton’s little sarcastic laugh silenced her.“And every time something bad happens to Lavender, you just remember her father to justify it?” That was such a straight hit that Normani bit her tongue and lowered her head.“Your trauma is yours, and it is okay for others to try to make you feel better. But nineteen years is a long time to keep hurting someone innocent for something that happened to you. Don’t you see? You’re giving all your attention to one daughter
Lavender:The first day of college was perfect.Easton offered to drop me off at campus. When we pulled into the parking lot, some of the seniors standing nearby were stunned to see Easton dropping me off.He left after I got out of the car, but a huge smile stayed on my lips. Somehow, just being seen with him made me less of a target for the day.“Lavender,” after the first class ended, Professor Lowell called my name, stopping me as everyone else was leaving the room.“Yes?” I walked up to the podium, noticing his fancy watch.He was probably in his early thirties, but he looked so good he could easily pass for a twenty-five-year-old movie star. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a sharp jawline, and a sparkle in his gaze like no other teacher I’d seen.“I like your name,” his compliment caught me off guard.He had commented on it during introductions too.So… had he stopped me just to say it again?“And I loved how you were paying attention in class. If you want extra notes or help, you can t
Igor:The fact that Easton took them to see his shoot raised red flags in my head. He must be hooking up with Lavender in his van while the others were away.It enraged me.How could they be playing games behind my back?Was that why I was angry—or was it because my own stepsister looked like she’d rather drink poison than speak to me?I remembered the bored look on her face when I stayed at her place. But now, she was all respect and giggles for Easton.They got back home late that night, with Lavender still wearing a jacket from the set.Easton must’ve paid a lot to keep it.But why?What was going on?Why were my brothers suddenly treating her so well?Was there some game happening, and I was the one being left out?“I hope they didn’t bother you while you were shooting,” Nikon said. He always had that respectful tone with Easton.Even though I was the youngest, I felt like I deserved a bit of respect too—and I hated when I didn’t get it.“The two were definitely a handful,” Easton
Lavender:It was night shooting, and I was dressed in a black dress with white lilies. I didn’t wear a sweater that night—it didn’t go well with the look. Even though I knew my sisters were wearing expensive clothes, my thrift store dress looked way better to me. I had curled my black hair and put on a little lip gloss before leaving the attic.While walking downstairs, I spotted Igor standing next to the staircase with a smirk on his face.“Just remember, whatever you’re doing for him—you’ll have to do it for me too,” he said as I passed by.I stopped when I heard his comment.“I’m not doing anything for anyone,” I lied. I was doing a lot for my mother and stepsisters.“Are you sure about that?”There was no way he really believed I was doing something with his brothers. But then why did he keep pushing that idea?I didn’t stop again to argue with him and rushed to meet Easton, who was standing by his car.His manager and a few guards were already around him, so I figured it was bett