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I slide into the back seat of the car that’s meant to take us to Ryan’s school.Ryan sits beside me, eyes glued to his phone. He doesn’t acknowledge my presence—no glance, no greeting, just the cold glow of his screen reflecting off his face.I settle into the seat, watching him with the corner of my eye.He’s wearing a very stylish, quality uniform—the kind you’d see kids wearing at overly expensive private schools. Everything about it screams money and privilege. I desperately want to thank him for yesterday. Because, if not for him, who knows? I might be continuously haunted by what happened. But, It doesn’t seem like he wants to talk. Not to pressure him I take my eyes of him and I lean my head against the cool window.As the car begins to move, I feel his eyes on me, staring hard. But when I turn to him, his gaze is fixed back on his phone. As if he’s stealing glances.The ride is quiet until the car slows to a stop outside his school. The bodyguard steps down to open the d
The moment I reach home Madam Adora greets me with extremely good news.“Mrs. Zephyr, Your husband had to leave for an urgent trip to Italy,” she says and my eyes instantly widen in both surprise and excitement. I prayed in the car, that he goes to work and come back very late, so i will not have to spend time with him.But this! This is more than I asked for and I’m not complaining.What would be an even better news? He dies on this business trip and never returns.“When will he be back?” I ask.“It shouldn’t be up to two weeks.” She answers. “But he says not to worry too much and when he returns, he’ll take you on a honeymoon, and you two can make up for the lost time.”“Oh i'm not worried,” I whisper. The only thing I might be worried about is that so-called honeymoon. How would it go? Especially if Ryan is not around.Now in my room, I sink into an armchair staring at the wall.I’ve lost my virginity to a man I didn’t want—a night I can’t even remember. Trapped in a marriage wit
Melody’s mother stares at me, her face hardened with anger and hostility.I did literally nothing, I just introduced myself to her daughter so why is she reacting this way?Even if she plans on a being a typical jealous ex, this is too much.My face twists in confusion. “I… i was just—““Melody!” She yells, interrupting me, “come here!” Melody skips over to her without hesitation. Then grip the material on her mid white length skirt.“She has a pretty name—” I begin, trying to be polite. “Yeah, I didn’t ask,” she snaps, cutting me off. I blink, taken aback. “Oh…kay.” Clearing my throat, I force a thin smile as I walk towards her. “I’m Ha—” She stops me with a raise of her hand, “I know who you are, Hazel.” She sneers.Yeah, me, her? Definitely not going to be friends.“Okay... So what should I call you?” I ask, I should at least know her name.“You don’t need to know my name.” She brushes me off.I frown, now she’s just being ridiculous. “Uh… why not?”“Well, it’s obvious you’ll
My eyes flutter close as i feel Ryan’s lips against mine. His lips are soft and moist; and the taste of strong, bitter flavor alcohol, makes my head spin.“Mmm,” I moan, half in protest, half lost in the way his body melts into mine. His trembling fingers grip my face tighter, and he pushes forward until my back hits the cold wall with a soft thud. He pins me against the wall with more, tilting his head as his lips force mine open. And as they do, he slides his tongue in.“Uuggh,” a low satisfied groan rumbles deep from his throat, vibrating against my lips. I give in, tilting my head and parting my lips wider, allowing him to explore deeper.This is bad; he shouldn’t be kissing me and I shouldn’t be kissing him back. But I can’t stop. I love this; I love every second of his lips and body pressed against mine and the feeling of his warmth engulfing me.My hands staying stiff at my sides rise up his body, feeling around his chest before hooking around the back of his neck.Ryan groa
“How are you going to survive in this mansion if you’re this innocent, Hazel?”My body trembles incessantly in Ryan's hold, My entire body burning up, butterflies fluttering wildly in my stomach; worst of all, my panties are getting soaked.“I don’t know…” I mumble, and he smiles, his darkened eyes flickering down to my parted lips.“You’re so tempting…” he trails off huskily as he leans in again, and I find myself following his lead, leaning in as well. Our lips meet softly, but deepen the next second—lips part, tongues gliding over each other.Ryan's hands slide down from my back to my waist, his fingers digging into my soft flesh. He grips my hips with force and yanks me hard against his groin with a grunt.My eyes widen as I feel his bulge against my lower belly.“Uugh,” he groans as he grinds his clothed erection against me. I feel the hard ridge of it even through the layers of fabric separating us. My body arches into him, feeling pleasure course through my veins. “Ryan, you’r
Right now my tummy it’s the flattest it’s ever been in my entire life. Am i sick for thinking it looks a bit sexy? Yes I am.I’m not a foodie, but I eat at least one meal every day. Having not eaten anything for over two days really shows me how much I need food.My body feels weak and I can barely lift my legs as I go down the stairs, heading to the dining room for breakfast.Starving myself now is not going to help, I need as much energy as I can get for now.As I reach the big, luxurious dining room, my breath catches in my throat as I see Ryan at the other end, peacefully eating his breakfast.He lifts his gaze from his full plate to my form but looks away immediately. So do I, turning my head to the side.I better not eat now, not with Ryan in the same room as me. I don’t think i can handle it.Memories of my shameful act suddenly floods my mind, making my whole body feel red hot.Yesterday… The night didn’t end after I ran out of Ryan's room; Just after that, I did something fil
As Ryan leaves, in the next two hours of giving some time for my large breakfast to digest I walk around the mansion. I still haven’t uncovered every corner of this massive estate. Adora, the housekeeper I’ve barely seen since yesterday morning, only shows me the places she wants me to see— not the ones I care about.I stroll into a narrow hallway beside the kitchen and just as I turn a corner, I start to hear noises. My chest tightens with unease as I begin to walk slowly and carefully, trying not to make any sound.As my feet bring me closer to where the sound is coming from, I realize it’s not just random sound— the noise turns into voices, then into words until I begin to hear a full conversation.“Sir… please—wait.” a small, pleading female voice, begs. I can feel the fear and resistance in her voice even from a distance.“Wait for what, Ruth? I want you now!” A man's voice growls, making chills course through my own veins.“But sir, I’m not on duty.” She yelps, and a crashing s
The car drops me off at school, and I enter the building, heading straight to the section where we take exams. With two hours to go, most seniors are either chatting and playing around or cramming with their noses buried in textbooks.I spot Jenna among her usual crowd of girls. Somehow, as if sensing me, she turns around just as my gaze eyes her.Yesterday was supposed to be our first time together.She’d specifically asked to come over to my place, to have “fun.” I tried to put her off, saying maybe today, after the last exam, would be a good time. But she insisted, and I finally agreed, hoping she might help get Hazel out of my mind, even if just a little. The sooner, the better.But that didn’t work—Hazel already has me wrapped around her fingers. And just on the third day. Terrible!Jenna starts walking to me.“Hi.” She waves at me awkwardly.“Hey…” I respond as we reached each other.“About yesterday…” We both start at once, then fall silent. Yesterday ended up in a nasty argum
TRIGGER WARNING: Contains Offscreen Non-con, Murder.(Originally meant to be written in first pov)*~7 years ago~*The car screeched to a halt in front of 19-year-old Selene’s house.“Bye, babe,” she leaned in and kissed her boyfriend behind the steering wheel.It was 3 a.m., she had sneaked out of her house to go clubbing with her friends and boyfriend, and after that, went to her boyfriend's place to get even more freaky.“I wished you could’ve stayed over for the night. I’m already missing that kitty.”She giggled. “Some other time, baby. You know how my parents are. If they wake up and don’t see me, they’ll come with the police to your house.”In about four months she’d turn twenty, yet her parents still cherished her.Their lips met again in a slippery kiss before she pulled away, slipping out of the car and jogging toward the house.She was about to head towards the back door when she realized the front was slightly ajar.Fear and curiosity peaked in her as she walked to the fro
“You know I had BPD as a kid, right? I guess it’s resurfacing.”Selene’s skin crawls as she remembers the amount of times he tried to hurt Melody. The unease in her chest increases, and she’s about to reach out to take Melody from his arms, but he beats her to it, already letting her down.“It won’t happen again,” Ryan says, casting one last smile at Melody. She nods, and as he turns and leaves, a relieved sigh instantly escapes her.“Fucking weirdo,” she hisses under breath.But then she suddenly freezes. His words echoing in her mind. “One push down these stairs—just one push and you’d be dead.” She can still feel his intense grip tightening on her arm, his deadly stare still haunting her.“Uhhh.” She shivers.if Hazel hadn’t shown up? if she hadn’t called his name? What would have really happened after that.‘Would he have pushed me?’‘Would I be dead right now?’She inches forward, peeking around the corner, checking the hallway to see if he’s gone. Not even seeing his shadow, s
Content warning: Contains subtle narratives of sensitive topics; Non—con, Human trafficking.My chest tightens listening to Ruth, trying to process, and piece things up.“I don’t think you’ve ever seen Claudia…They surely made it that way. Made her a ghost” She continues.She’s always in the kitchen or in the room. Never in the corridor, never outside.Last week, I noticed that she suddenly finally vanished—not in the mansion, not in the Villa Personnel. Not anywhere.That means she succeeded. And as promised by Madam Selene and Mrs. Huxely, she was surely sent back home.I frown, shaking my head in disapproval. “That’s impossible.” “Neither Selene nor Mrs. Huxely have the right to hire maids and send them off however they like.” I argue, “They don’t even have the right to assign them here or to the Villa unless—”Realization strikes, as I lock eyes with Ruth. “Did she ever mention any of my father’s men? The best men?”Ruth shakes her head. “She hardly spoke to anyone. Always stay
“Kill her.”Hazel’s voice rings in my mind after I put her to rest. “Kill her.”It’s been non-stop, making me question my next move.“Kill her.”My eyes are glued to my phone screen. The live camera feed shows Selene in the backyard, playing with Melody.She’s laughing. Smiling. Tossing a ball back and forth with her daughter like she hasn’t shattered lives.As much as I want to fulfill Hazel’s request, one thing is holding me back—Melody. If Selene dies, in my hands or my father’s, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to handle the guilt of Melody growing up motherless, especially when I’ve experienced how horrible it is in this house.Despite the fact she is the daughter of a wench like Selene, she’s still my half-sister. I don’t want her to grow through the same thing I did.Selene steps away from Melody when someone offscreen calls her over. That’s my cue.I rise from the high stool at the bar—fast—and slide my phone into my pocket. I head toward the corridor that leads into the back
My grip is tight on her shoulder, fingers pressing into her skin in a bruising hold. Her eyes widen, blue irises darting in fear and confusion.“Just one push, and you’d be dead.”“Ryan.”That voice.My entire body jerks. I release Selene immediately and turn.It’s Hazel.Of course it’s her.The only reason I let go so fast.Our eyes lock for a brief second, but she shifts her gaze between me and Selene, suspicion flickering behind the calm in her gaze.She wants to talk. I can read her well enough to know that.I glance at Selene, who’s still very much stunned. I never have spoken that way, I never even speak to her, so I get it.“Selene was just on her way…” I say, back from her, sliding my hands into my pockets like nothing happened.I glance at her again, raising an eyebrow. “Right, Selene?”“Uh… yeah,” she utters halfheartedly, abruptly turning away, then frantically rushing down the stairs, like a frightened rabbit.Good.I turn back to Hazel. “Hazel,” I call softly as I walk to
“The doctors said I can’t get pregnant again.”The moment those words leave my mouth, his face changes. His expression collapses—eyes wide, stunned, almost… horrified.It’s the first time I’ve seen Lennox this visibly shaken, and honestly, I nearly laugh. I hold the file out to him. He snatches it from my hand and tears it open, flipping through the pages like a man searching for a lie. His movements, frantic and rough.When the doctors first told me, I wasn’t sad. I wasn’t angry.In fact. I loved it.It’s for the best, really. I don’t want to ever go through that pain again—to carry life and then have it ripped out of me before it can even breathe on its own.And knowing Lennox, he’d obviously want to get me pregnant again the moment I step foot back into this mansion.I watch him as he urgently tries to find the meaning og documents in his hand. My lips part to speak, not letting him do so,“According to the statement of the doctors and results, it is advised that I don’t conceiv
~Ryan~“Arrgh!” I gasp as a splash of cold water snaps me awake. My chest heaves relentlessly, breath short and fast.“Nngh!” I groan, my eyes squeezing shut as my head lurching side to side. I can still feel the electricity pulsing through my veins.“Goddamn Rafa!” I yell, eyes snapping open as I jerk forward—only to be yanked back by a sudden force.“Hahaha,” my dad’s familiar laugh echoes around me, and I quickly look down to see the state I’m in.Restrained, body soaking wet, water dripping from my clothes—meaning they must have tried several times to wake me up.I wriggle my hands, which are tied to the arms of the chair, shake my legs tied to the legs of the chair, try to move my torso, which is duct taped around the chair forward, but I don’t budge. They have me bound to this chair tight! And I won’t be able to leave unless they let me leave.My father’s irritating laugh fills the air again, closer now. “Quit being so stubborn, Ryan. It’ll take you nowhere.”I sharply turn to th
After taking a short walk around the hospital, Selene steps back inside and makes her way toward the waiting area near Hazel’s room.Just as she turns down the hallway that leads to Hazel’s hospital room, Ryan comes storming around the corner. He’s moving so fast that his shoulder smacks into hers as he passes. He doesn’t even care to look back, let alone apologize.Not like he ever would. He hates her.Selene spins around with a sharp scowl. She hisses through her teeth, eyes narrowing as she glares at him disappearing from sight. “Brat.”But then something stirs in her mind.“Wait… where is he rushing to? Isn’t Hazel still…” She trips over her thoughts, suddenly alert, and quickens her pace toward Hazel’s room.When she arrives, her personal bodyguard stands dutifully outside the door, guarding her… as always.Selene takes a step closer to him, her eyes fixed on his, covered with black shades. “Excuse me, Mrs. Zephyr, how is she?” Selene asks.“Mrs. Zephyr just woke up, ma’am. The do
Content Warning: Chapter contains physical violence.“DAD!!” Ryan yells, shock and fear coursing through his veins.He storms toward the monitor. “What the hell are you doing?” he yells, his eyes darting wildly across the split screen on the monitor.In one of them, Adora is there—her body hanging upside down in one of the locked rooms.“What should be done,” Lennox answers curtly, increasing the dread Ryan feels.His eyes shift to the next screen, and he sees the family doctor, Dr. Marchet, lying down on a table that he’s chained to. He seems fine at first, but when Ryan squints, looking further into the screen, he sees it—the doctor’s index and thumb fingers on both hands have been cut off.Looking at another screen, they don’t seem to be doing anything to Mrs. Huxely, yet she’s on the floor, screaming and shouting like invisible people are stabbing her repeatedly with a sharp knife.Ryan turns back toward Lennox, who is now standing up. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, you