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: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:"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 went straight to my room and changed into my PJs to lie down in bed. We had arrived earlier than we had planned.It was 2 AM, and I was restless. I knew I had to confront Easton about his comments on me.However, deep down, I had a feeling Igor was lying just to cause tension between me and his brother.Levi: Hey :) I heard you had your stepsisters over at the shooting location the other night. There were talks about them.That was a long guess. He knew I did his PR work and made speeches for him, so it was obvious that somehow words had reached my ears. However, what he didn’t know was that it wasn’t my line of work. I didn’t work for anyone, and I had no connections with paparazzi or anyone like that.Thankfully, his message arrived soon, or I would have kept staring at my phone. But the context of his text didn’t help with my anxiety.E-Tron: Oh! I guess I know what you're talking about. Yeah, she was being so "pick-me" there. One of them. She ruined it so much, acting
Lavender:"Take this, it will help your body warm up," Igor grunted when I didn't accept the coffee he was offering me. He had taken me back to the cruise that had been waiting for him. He had a cruise for himself later. He was probably not planning on returning with his friends.The race was still ongoing, and Valerie had to stay behind to take care of Raymond.It’s not that she was supporting him, but they had to leave one person behind with Raymond.I finally accepted the coffee cup, and he sat down with me."Earlier, when you talked about your brother... What did you mean? I mean, Easton is very respectful towards me," I uttered softly, trying not to raise his suspicions more than I already had."Easton and respectful? He has many women in and out of his life. I don’t think he has time to be respectful towards them. And if he is, that means he isn’t done using their bodies for fun. I’m not claiming my brother uses anyone. Usually, women just throw themselves at him without any dem
Lavender:My body was under so much stress, but I didn’t stop fighting. I would scratch his whole body if I had to. As I pulled his hair, his hold over me started to loosen. That’s when his grip tightened around my neck in an attempt to choke me until I passed out.Coughs erupted from my mouth, my throat closing as he choked me from behind with his arm wrapped around my neck, my chin tightly pressed against his arm.I was trying my best to stand up from the ground, but at this point, I was beginning to realize it wouldn't be possible for me.However, as the world started to fade around me, I felt sudden relief. The weight of his body on my back was no longer forcing me down. I rolled over to get away from him, and while lying flat on my back, coughing, I saw someone get on top of him and start beating him to a pulp.It took me a few seconds to finally see clearly and catch my breath. It was Igor, punching his friend wildly.“Let him go, you’re going to kill him,” Valerie kept shouting
Igor:"Wooooo! We are definitely going to win!" Valerie giggled, sticking her tongue out at the passing cars.Her fingers were covered in rings, bracelets stacked up, and big earrings dangled from her ears. She was all set and ready for the race.This would mark us as the best among the racers."What do you think? If I open this window now, will my top come off?" she asked, clicking her tongue and spreading her legs to sit more comfortably."You call this a top? It's a bra, ma'am," I teased, and she laughed loudly. She had gone out with me to buy this outfit and jewelry for the special night.Whenever she needed something, she'd ask me to take her shopping. She never made me pay, even when I always insisted. She’d say she just wanted my opinion. But honestly, I didn’t know what to say to her. Everything she picked out looked good on her."Do you think this skirt are too short?" she asked, pouting, her arm stretching out, hand in my hair, running her fingers through it."No! It suits t
Lavender:All the cars started leaving, one after another. Loud engines, bright lights, dust in the air. I just sat on the chair and watched them go. It was like they couldn’t wait to race. Then I saw it.One car didn’t move.It stayed in the same place while the others drove away. That felt strange. I looked at it again. The windows were dark, but I could see someone inside.He was looking at me.I didn’t know who he was, but I knew he wasn’t just sitting there. He was staring. At me. Not moving, not blinking. Just watching.My stomach felt tight. Like something was wrong. Really wrong.I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. My eyes stayed on the car. My body didn’t move. I felt cold even though the night wasn’t that cold.Why was he still there?Why was he watching me?I started recalling who had sat down in that one particular car. His form was not recognizable because of the tinted windows, until all the cars had passed me and disappeared. Then, he slowly rolled the window down.T
Lavender:“Let me go,” I started kicking and screaming when a hand grabbed me. It was Igor.“Shut up before I smack the teeth out of your mouth,” he screamed as he grabbed me by both my arms and shook me awake.“I will not allow you or your friends to touch me,” I screamed in his face, and he gave me a blank expression.“We are not going to. Do you think you’re that important for us to spend the precious time we’ve planned for weeks convincing you to have sex with us?” he hissed back, and my protesting started to fade away. “That jerk was making a joke.”“Well, it wasn’t funny because it happens to women all the time—” Finally, I teared up.It was my worst fear, and hearing his friend think it was a funny joke broke me down. There were some girls with some of the guys, and even they laughed about it.At least some of them did.“Yeah, it’s not funny. I call him an asshole for a reason. Nobody is touching you, so don’t worry,” he then let me go while promising no one would touch me.I d
Lavender:I had finished my dinner and went back to my room, planning to change and rest. Thankfully, Nikon had taken the right stance, or else I don’t even want to imagine being at the island with that psycho.I was about to grab my wig and the black backdrop when a loud banging on the door almost knocked the world from under my feet. It was aggressive, like someone was in an emergency. I jumped off the bed and reached the door, worried that someone got sick or hurt.Or maybe some emergency had arrived.But the minute I opened the door and saw Nikon standing outside my room, I knew it wasn’t anything like what I had thought.“Grab your aid kit, you’re going with Igor,” Nikon stormed in, his presence wild and threatening. Behind him was Igor, who only leaned to the side, supporting his body with the wall.“Huh? But—but you said—” I started panicking almost instantly. Going to an island where there is no one else but my psycho stepbrother and his friends, who were probably just as craz
Igor:It wasn’t new for my brother to humiliate me. But this time, it was worse because it was for someone like Lavender.Since when did my brother start feeling so bad for a bastard child?I rushed back to my room and grabbed a bottle of wine from my bar. That’s when my friends started blowing up my phone.“I’m not coming,” I hissed at them.“But why not? We’ve planned everything. The ferry is ready, our cars are ready to go—why are you changing your mind now? Don’t tell me you’re having cold feet. Are you scared of losing?” As they laughed, I clenched my jaw secretly.They had no clue that it wasn’t funny to me.I had been mistreated so much that now no one took me seriously.“Fear of losing, my brother? There’s no way Igor would be afraid of losing,” I didn’t know Nikon would come to my room. If I had known, I would have closed the door.But now he was standing in the doorway with his arms folded over his chest.“Brother Nikon—but he’s saying he isn’t coming,” my friend must have g
Lavender:My family had returned. They looked happy. But I was too. After what happened between me and Easton, I was over the moon.I couldn’t stop smiling even when no one said anything nice to me.We were dining together and my sisters were gushing over the scenery from the picnic.“Daddy, can my friend come over sometime?” Sabrina said to Mister Volkov, making him smile in surprise at the fact that she was calling him her father.“Sure, they can come whenever they want. It is your house—” Mister Volkov suddenly stopped when Nikon placed his spoon down.It was done so politely, but somehow it made everyone turn to look at him.“But of course, ask for your brother’s permission first,” Mister Volkov corrected himself.“It’s okay. As long as they don’t walk around poking their noses in everyone’s business—especially mine and my brother’s,” Nikon warned her, grabbing his spoon again.He was usually quiet all the time.And just when I thought I hadn’t been under his scrutiny for a while,