Can my life get any worse than it already has? I have a stepfather who cares about nothing but turning me into his source of money and pleasure, and a mother who doesn't give a damn whether I live or die. I thought this was the end, but no—fate decided to gamble with me last Christmas. It all started after a failed birthday celebration, which was followed by my stepdad trying to sell me out to the highest bidder. Escaping such a tragic event landed me in the arms of a ruthless billionaire boss, Maximum. I thought it couldn't get worse than this until I finally discovered that my biological dad is back. And his archenemy is the man I am in love with.
View MoreLANAI felt a sudden tug on my arm, jolting me from my daze. I turned to see it was Bernardo, my stepdad, gripping me tightly. His warning glare sent a shiver down my spine, and memories of his past violence flooded back. Even my mother had turned a blind eye to it.I quickly lowered my gaze, trying to make myself invisible.Maximum, the leader of the group of men, suddenly stopped and looked directly at me. His piercing gaze felt intense, and I couldn’t help but notice how strikingly handsome he was up close. A rush of excitement coursed through me, igniting a desire I hadn’t felt in a long time.But just as quickly, he walked away, leaving my heart racing. I was smitten.As I daydreamed, Bernardo’s grip on my arm tightened, and I hissed in pain. "Um, you’re hurting me," I managed to say.Bernardo shot me a fierce glare. "Do you know who that man is? He’s Maximum, the most feared man in the country. He could kill you without a second thought, and no one would ask a question. Stay awa
LANAI didn’t need to see who was behind the door to know they were there to cause trouble. The thought that our landlord might have sent street thugs to make our lives miserable sent a wave of fear coursing through me.Bernardo shot me a wary glance and whispered, “Who are they?”A loud bang echoed at the door, followed by a booming voice demanding, “Open up! If not, we’re kicking this damn door down!”I turned to my dad and whispered, “Mom.”That was all it took for his expression to darken. He gritted his teeth, grabbed my arm, and we tiptoed out through the back door.Behind our flat was a dark alley, seldom used by anyone except the residents of our building. We ran swiftly through it, and as we emerged, Bernardo flagged down a taxi.“Go, go, go!” he urged the driver the moment he slipped into the back seat.I glanced back and saw the thugs at our door had spotted us; they were charging after us, wielding steel bars. Fear gripped me, and I scrambled into the car.I kept looking b
LANAI knew my mom too well. The moment she landed that first slap, I could tell she was gearing up to follow through on her threat to break the landlord's head. That would surely send us into the streets—and straight to the police station.I stopped in my tracks and sprinted over, my heart pounding with dread.“I don’t hit women, that—” the landlord was saying when my mom turned around, grabbing a heavy object.Without hesitation, he turned on his heel and fled. He must have heard the stories about her and her knack for getting into fights.The neighborhood was terrified of her fiery temper and sharp tongue. People often wondered how my stepfather, Bernardo, had managed to put up with her for all these years. But I knew the answer: he had been completely subdued, his own temper extinguished after realizing that my mom never held back when she went off the rails.I paused just short of the door, exhaling in relief. But when I caught sight of the object my mom had seized, my stomach dr
LANAHe parted my legs and positioned himself between them, his gaze locked onto mine. Opening his mouth, he said, "It will be a little painful at first, but you will feel good as we go on."My entire body tensed, but I could already feel his penis nudging at my opening, and I was dripping wet."Relax; you’re so wet," he said, pulling me tightly into his embrace.Before I could fully process what was happening, I felt intense pain between my legs. I tried to move, but he held me firmly, not allowing any space to escape."Relax; the pain will soon go away," he cautioned.As I closed my eyes, tears rolled down my cheeks. I didn’t know how long it took, but soon I began to feel a sensation I had never experienced before, and it felt incredible."Umm... oohhh," I moaned as he began to thrust in and out. I felt his fingers around my neck as he breathed into my ear, "You are so sweet, Lana. I can’t get enough of you."This drove me wild, and I grabbed onto the bedsheet, moaning even louder.
LANACan my life get any more miserable? I stared at the cake that Granny Hart, my kind neighbor, had given me. I didn’t know how long I’d been sitting on the floor, lost in thought. She had taken pity on me, having witnessed countless birthdays go by without a single song or celebration. Damn it!Is my life really this messed up? Once again, my mom had deceived me, promising she would be home early to wish me a happy birthday. But here I was, all alone on what was supposed to be a special day—the day I turned eighteen. As I wallowed in my disappointment, the front door creaked open, the bell jingling softly. When I saw who it was, a wave of anger surged through me. My stepfather stood in the doorway, and he was no better than my mother. “Honey,” he called out, his smile unsettling. Hearing him say that made my heart race. He had never used that tone with me before. He was always strict and unreasonable, even resorting to violence. Just a few days ago, he had beaten up a boy fro
LANACan my life get any more miserable? I stared at the cake that Granny Hart, my kind neighbor, had given me. I didn’t know how long I’d been sitting on the floor, lost in thought. She had taken pity on me, having witnessed countless birthdays go by without a single song or celebration. Damn it!Is my life really this messed up? Once again, my mom had deceived me, promising she would be home early to wish me a happy birthday. But here I was, all alone on what was supposed to be a special day—the day I turned eighteen. As I wallowed in my disappointment, the front door creaked open, the bell jingling softly. When I saw who it was, a wave of anger surged through me. My stepfather stood in the doorway, and he was no better than my mother. “Honey,” he called out, his smile unsettling. Hearing him say that made my heart race. He had never used that tone with me before. He was always strict and unreasonable, even resorting to violence. Just a few days ago, he had beaten up a boy fro...
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