Mr. Kendrick, though in his late 50s, looked as if he had aged two decades due to his illness. He was a formidable figure, tall and imposing, with a sharp mind that had built the Kendrick empire from the ground up. He pushed open Ryan’s office door, and the sound of moaning reached his ears. Disappointed, he turned and walked away, heading to his own office.Luca arrived at Ryan’s office just as the door closed behind Mr. Kendrick. “Ryan, your dad is around. He came in here and left shortly,” Luca said urgently.Ryan’s eyes widened in panic. “oh Shit, No, no. Why didn’t you inform me earlier?” he demanded.“No one knew he was coming. We just saw him. Before I could get to you, he was already here,” Luca explained.Ryan’s face paled. “Did he see...?” he asked, gesturing vaguely.Luca nodded grimly.“Oh shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Ryan cursed, slamming his desk with his hands.The woman who had been with Ryan emerged from the adjoining room, adjusting her clothes and biting her lip. She l
Ryan nodded, determination hardening his features. He knew he had a long road ahead, but he was ready to take it on.Ryan sat at his desk, going over the company’s financial reports. He knew he needed to focus and prove himself, but his thoughts kept drifting to Iris. He had been so wrapped up in his own issues that he hadn’t given her the attention she deserved.He picked up his phone and dialed her number. “Iris, can we talk tonight?” he asked when she answered.“Of course,” Iris replied, surprised but hopeful. “I’ll be home.”“Great. I’ll see you then,” Ryan said, hanging up.He knew he needed to make things right with Iris, she wasn't who he thought she was, not just for the sake of his marriage but for his own growth and maturity. It was time to take responsibility and prove that he was ready to lead.Ryan returned home, his mind filled with thoughts of how to approach the conversation with Iris. He found her in the living room, waiting for him.“Hi,” he said, sitting down next t
“You need the money, right?” Skylar said softly. “I know it’s not what you expected, but it’s good money. Enough to help your mom.”“I... I don’t know,” Iris said, her mind reeling.Mama Peepee stepped forward. “Listen, darling. It’s not easy, but it pays well. You need to be confident and know how to handle yourself. If you can do that, you’ll be fine.”Iris looked at Skylar, who nodded encouragingly. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. We can do this together.”Taking a deep breath, Iris nodded. Skylar took her to the changing room. The room was well-lit and spacious, with hangers and clothes stands filled with various costumes. Different colors and sizes of lingerie hung neatly, alongside fur hats, belts, whips, patent leather, clear, Mary Jane stripping shoes, knee-high boots, ankle boots, and thigh-high boots, all arranged meticulously on a shoe rack. A dressing table with a chair was adorned with an array of makeup items, and the white-painted walls enhanced the room's br
"Skylar!" Iris called out, rushing to her.Skylar turned, surprised. "Iris, you're still here? I thought you had gone home.""I came back and watched everything you were doing. I don’t have an option, so I’m in," Iris said with determination.Skylar's face lit up. "Oh, that's great! I’m sorry I didn’t let you in on what I was doing all this while.""That’s okay, Sky. Now I know, so let's get to work," Iris replied.The two friends left the club together, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.The next evening, Iris returned to the club with Skylar. This time, she was ready. Mama Pee Pee greeted her with a nod of approval."Welcome back, Iris. Ready to start?" she asked."Yes, I am," Iris replied, her voice steady.Skylar took Iris back to the changing room. "Let's get you ready for your first night," she said, helping her pick out an outfit.Iris chose a simple yet elegant black lingerie set, paired with knee-high boots. Skylar helped her with the makeup and a wig, teaching her so
The man seemed pleased, and when the dance was over, he handed her a generous tip."You're good, sweetheart. What if we take it further?," he said with a smile.“I don't understand what you mean by that s…sir.”Iris said.“Well I think you do silly girl” he chuckled trying to touch her pussy.She flinched immediately. I'm only a stripper sir not a prostitute” she said in a sharp tone.The man gave a funny laugh, “what’s the difference between both?” Now come and do me dirty” he smirked.“I'm sorry Sir, I can't” she said and left the room, her heart pounding. Back in the changing room, Skylar hugged her. "I heard you did great! How was it?""It was... intense. But I did it," Iris said, feeling a sense of accomplishment."See? I knew you could," Skylar said, beaming with pride.As the weeks turned into months, Iris found herself growing more comfortable in her new role. She was no longer the timid girl who had walked into the club that first night. She had found a strength within hersel
She quickly submitted her application, her fingers trembling with excitement. She didn’t tell Ryan, thinking it unnecessary until she knew if she got the job.Weeks passed, and Iris waited anxiously for feedback. One morning, she received an email from Bain Fashion House. Her application was under review. She smiled, feeling a glimmer of hope.Meanwhile, at the office, Ryan was busy sorting through files when his phone rang. It was Bella. He picked up, slightly annoyed at the interruption."Ryan, you promised we'd have lunch," Bella reminded him, her tone light and cheerful."Did I?" Ryan asked, trying to recall the conversation."Yes, you did. Come on, you need a break. Meet me at the restaurant," Bella insisted.Ryan sighed. "Alright, I’ll be there."He arrived at the five-star restaurant, its elegant decor and breathtaking view setting a perfect scene.Bella was already seated, her eyes lighting up when she saw him."Ryan! It's so good to see you," she said, standing up to hug him.
Bella lay back on the pillows, a satisfied smirk on her face. The previous night had gone exactly as she had planned. She had made sure that Ryan had released everything inside her, knowing the implications. As dawn broke, she slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Ryan, and prepared a tray of breakfast, eggs, toast, and freshly squeezed orange juice.She placed the tray on the nightstand and sat back, waiting for him to wake up.Ryan stirred, his eyes blinking open to the unfamiliar surroundings. Panic set in as he jerked upright, scanning the room. "What is going on here?" he demanded.Bella turned, her smile widening. "Hi honey, you're awake! I made you breakfast. Sit up so you can eat."Ryan's eyes narrowed. "What am I doing here, Bella?""Oh, come on, Ryan," Bella purred. "We had a wonderful night together. I didn't know you were this good in bed... Oh gosh, I have been missing out. You're a bad, bad boy," she added, rubbing his chest as she bit her lip seductively.Ryan recoi
Her phone buzzed, and she saw an email notification. With bated breath, she opened it."Congratulations, Ms. Parker. We are pleased to inform you that your application has been accepted. Please contact us to schedule an interview."Iris’s heart soared. This was the break she had been hoping for. She quickly dialed the number provided, arranging an interview for the following week.When Ryan finally came out from his room, he found Iris in the living room, a broad smile on her face. "Ryan! Guess what? I got an interview with Bain Fashion House!""That’s great, Iris," Ryan said, forcing a smile, though his mind was still clouded with the events of the previous night."I know, right? This could be the start of something amazing," Iris said, her excitement palpable.Ryan nodded, trying to push his guilt aside. "I’m really happy for you, Iris”.“Ryan, are you okay?” Iris asked with a concerned look.“Yeah I'm fine, but work stress that all”. He replied.Ryan went into the kitchen and came
Months had passed since Parker waited in vain for Ryan to come to his rescue. As the cold reality set in, the hope that had once flickered inside Parker’s heart dimmed until it was nothing but a distant memory. The prison walls around him felt like they were closing in, suffocating him with the weight of his past mistakes. Every day, he wondered if his son would ever come, but no sign of Ryan emerged. He had gambled on the wrong side of history, and now he was paying for it with every lonely second that ticked by.Meanwhile, Mrs. Rose Kendrick, once a woman of unmatched power and deceit, was locked away in her world of doom. She had seen the writing on the wall long before now. When the truth came to light, when all the lies she had crafted so carefully unraveled before her eyes, she knew no one was coming to save her. The empire she had tried to manipulate for herself and her lover Parker had crumbled. Her final days were filled with silence, the kind that came not from peace but
Ryan paced the length of his father’s study, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He held the hospital reports tightly in his hand, his knuckles white from the grip. The reports confirmed his worst fears—the man he had called his father for his entire life wasn’t his biological father at all. Dr. Parker was. The revelation had shaken him to the core, and he knew he couldn’t keep this secret any longer. He had to tell Mr. Kendrick.Taking a deep breath, he walked over to where Kendrick sat in his leather chair, his eyes already filled with concern. Kendrick had noticed Ryan’s turmoil the moment he entered the room, but he hadn’t pressed him to speak."Dad," Ryan began, his voice trembling slightly. He rarely ever called him anything but ‘Dad,’ but now, with this new information, it felt like a lie. Still, it was all he had ever known. "I received something today. It’s… complicated, and I don’t know how to explain it."Kendrick raised an eyebrow, worry etching deeper into his
The atmosphere in the house was finally calm, or so it seemed. After everything they had been through—the betrayals, the conspiracies, and the almost impossible escape from danger—Iris, Kendrick, and Jessica were relieved to be back home. The past few days had been nothing short of a nightmare, but now, with Ryan by her side, Iris felt like she could finally breathe again.Ryan had transformed into the kind of husband Iris had always dreamed of. He was attentive, caring, and endlessly devoted, especially when it came to their newborn. Late-night feedings and diaper changes—Ryan was right there with her, helping in every way he could. The chaos and distrust that once clouded their relationship were gone, replaced by a bond forged through hardship and love.One afternoon, as Iris cradled their baby on the living room couch, Ryan returned from the front door, holding a small package. There was no return address, just his name scribbled hastily across the front. He furrowed his brow as
The tension in the hospital room hung heavy as Iris took a deep breath and prepared to explain everything. The faces of those around her—Jessica, Ryan, Kendrick, and Ivy—were etched with a mixture of concern, curiosity, and shock. Ryan, especially, seemed anxious, as though every word Iris spoke would shift the very foundation of what he believed to be true.“I found out I was pregnant,” Iris began slowly, her voice steady but filled with emotion, “on the same day that Mrs. Rose asked to see me. She called me out of the blue and said she needed to talk. I thought it was something important about the family, but when I got there…” She paused, her gaze shifting to Ryan before continuing. “She told me to leave you, Ryan. She wanted me gone so you could be with Bella.”Ryan’s jaw clenched at the mention of his mother’s betrayal, but he remained silent, allowing Iris to continue.“I was devastated,” Iris admitted, her voice cracking slightly. “I didn’t know what to do, and on my way back t
The tension in the room had begun to settle after the police escorted Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker out in handcuffs. The silence that followed felt like the calm after a storm, but there was still an air of unease.Mr. Kendrick stood in the center of the room, his expression heavy with guilt and regret. He turned toward Jessica, who stood with her arms crossed, looking as though she wasn’t quite sure what to make of him yet. Ivy and Iris, standing side by side, had barely spoken a word since everything unfolded.Kendrick cleared his throat, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m sorry,” he began, his eyes filled with sincerity as he faced Jessica and the twins. “Jessica, Iris, Ivy… I know words aren’t enough to make up for the years I’ve spent apart from you all, the lies, and everything else that’s happened. But please believe me when I say that I’ve regretted every single moment I wasn’t with you.”Iris remained silent, her face pale from shock, while Ivy’s gaze flickered between Jessica a
The room was suffocating. Ryan sat up straighter in his hospital bed, his eyes narrowing as Luca entered, his expression grim. The air felt thick with anticipation as everyone waited for the news. Luca cleared his throat and looked directly at Ryan. “The anonymous messenger? It was Sarah—your house help,” he said quietly. Ryan’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Sarah?” He glanced at Ivy, then back at Luca. “What do you mean? She’s just a housemaid. Why would she—" “She’s been traced and caught,” Luca interrupted his voice firm. “We got her while she was trying to flee the country. She’s been feeding information to your enemies, Ryan. She’s been working with Mrs. Rose.”The room went still. Ivy gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, and Kendrick’s face drained of color. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her eyes wide in disbelief as all eyes turned toward her.“What… what are you saying?” Ryan’s voice was low, but it shook with barely restrained anger.“She confessed everything,” Luca continued, h
The silence that followed Mr. Kendrick's confession was deafening. Everyone in the room seemed frozen, processing the weight of his words. Mrs. Rose’s face was a mixture of shock and rage, her hands trembling as she gripped the back of a chair for support. Ryan and Ivy exchanged uneasy glances, while Jessica stood still, her expression unreadable, though her eyes glistened with the pain of memories that had long since scarred her.Kendrick took a deep breath, his voice thick with regret as he continued. "I was in love with Jessica," he admitted, his eyes locked on the floor as if unable to meet anyone’s gaze. "We were both so young, and I couldn't resist her. But I was already married to Rose. There was no way I could marry Jessica. I was the heir to the Kendrick family fortune, and it would have been a scandal—a disgrace—to have an affair and a child out of wedlock."Rose scoffed, her voice laced with venom. "So instead, you chose to keep me in the dark and raise the child of your
The tension in the room was so thick it felt as though it could suffocate them all. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her heart hammering against her chest as her eyes darted from Jessica to Kendrick and then to her children. Her worst nightmare was unraveling before her eyes, and there was no escape. Kendrick, too, was motionless, his face a mixture of disbelief and confusion. His eyes met Jessica’s, and a flood of memories rushed back—memories he had buried for years. He tried to speak, but the words caught in his throat."Je… Jessica?" Kendrick’s voice was barely above a whisper, his shock palpable. Ryan, standing by his father’s bedside, turned to Kendrick, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Dad, do you know her?"Jessica stood tall, her eyes blazing with the fire of long-buried resentment. She ignored Ryan’s question and locked eyes with Mrs. Rose, whose face was now dripping with cold sweat. Rose’s hands trembled as she took a step backward, her composure slipping with every second."No…
Mrs. Rose paced anxiously around the hospital room, her heels clicking against the cold tile floor. She glanced at her watch for the hundredth time, her impatience growing by the second. Where were Ivy and Ryan? What were they up to? Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door open. She turned swiftly, only to see Ryan step into the room, followed closely by Ivy. Relief washed over her for a split second, but it quickly faded as she saw the grim looks on their faces. Something was wrong.“Where have you two been?” Mrs. Rose demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’ve been looking all over for you!”Ryan didn’t respond immediately. His face was hard, his jaw clenched. Ivy, too, seemed distant, her eyes fixed on the floor as if she couldn’t bear to meet her mother’s gaze.Before Mrs. Rose could demand answers, a weak cough sounded from the hospital bed. Her husband, Mr. Kendrick, had woken up. Slowly, he turned his head toward her, his eyes filled with anger and betray