The next day, I was sitting in the living room when Jack walked in with a big smile on his face. "I've got a surprise for you, Karen," he said, his eyes shining with excitement.My mother's face lit up. "Oh, Jack, what is it?"Jack nodded towards the window. "Go take a look outside."My mother got up and walked to the window, pulling back the curtains. Her eyes widened in shock. "Jack, is that... a new car?"Jack nodded. "Yes, it is."My mother's face lit up as she gazed at the sleek, new car parked outside. "Jack, it's beautiful! Thank you so much!"But as she turned to him with a smile, Jack's eyes flicked to me, and he said, "Actually, Karen, the car is for Sophia."My mother's expression faltered, and she looked taken aback. "Oh, I... I thought it was for me," she stammered.I felt a surge of embarrassment, but Jack just smiled and said, "I thought Sophia deserved a new car. She's been working hard and needs a reliable ride. She doesn't need a stranger to give her a ride home."My
I decided to ignore the tension with Jack and focus on my feelings for Alex. I couldn't believe what Jack had just confessed, but I needed some time to process it. I grabbed my phone and sent Alex a text. "Hey, want to hang out today?" He replied almost immediately. "Yeah, I'd love to. What did you have in mind?" I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. "How about we grab some coffee at our favourite spot and take a walk in the park?" Alex agreed, and we made plans to meet up later that day. As I got ready to leave, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. I was really starting to develop feelings for Alex, and I couldn't wait to spend more time with him. But as I walked out the door, I caught a glimpse of Jack watching me from the living room window. His eyes looked sad and longing, and I felt a pang of guilt. I pushed the feeling aside and focused on the day ahead. I was going to enjoy my time with Alex and worry about Jack's feelings later. As I met up with Alex
Alex walks into the coffee shop, expecting to see me waiting for him. Instead, he's surprised to see Rachel sitting at our usual table, sipping on a latte. "Hey, Alex!" Rachel says with a smile. Alex’s confusion is evident. "Where's Sophia? She texted me to meet her here." Rachel's expression turns serious. "No, that was me. I used her phone to text you." Alex's mind starts racing. Why did Rachel do something as sneaky as that? "Okay... what's going on?" Alex asks, taking a seat next to Rachel. Rachel takes a deep breath before launching into an explanation. "I hear things are going well with you and Sophia, but I don't think you know her well enough to even consider being in a relationship with her." Alex's forehead wrinkles with confusion. “What exactly are you talking about?" "Sophia's been feeling really guilty about her mom's marriage problems. She thinks she's the reason Jack and her mom are having issues." Alex's eyes widen in surprise. "That's not true! Sophia'
My eyes fluttered closed as Jack's fingers teased my nipples. I couldn't believe I was surrendering to my desires, but my body craved his touch. I pulled closer to him, wanting to feel his touch even more. "Please..." I whispered, "don't stop." Jack obeyed, and soon my nighties was slipped down from my body, fully exposing my breast and erected nipples to him. "You're so beautiful, Sophia." he mutters, his voice choked with desire. My whole body tensed at his words. My core dripped. I wanted him so badly. As if he could hear my thoughts his hand traced down to my dripping core. "you're so wet for me, Sophie. You want me, don't you?" I nodded, unable to utter a single word.Jack's fingers delved further into my core. My whole body vibrated as i responded to his intimate touch. It felt so good, i didn't want it to stop. He began to finger me, slowly thrusting in and out of my wet core. "Hmm..." I moaned. The feeling was just too good. I pulled him even closer, till his lip wer
I sat in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection as I applied my makeup for my birthday party. In a few hours, I'll be Nineteen years, but my mind wasn't on the celebration ahead - it was on Alex. It had been days since we last spoke, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. We had been growing closer, and I had thought that our relationship was on solid ground. But now, I wasn't so sure. I sighed, putting down my mascara wand. Why had Alex been so distant lately? Did I do something wrong? The questions swirled in my head, making me feel anxious and uncertain. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from Rachel. "Hey, happy birthday! Can't wait to celebrate with you tonight!" I forced a smile, typing out a response. "Thanks, Rach! Can't wait to see you tonight!" But as I put down my phone, my mind drifted back to Alex. I wished he would reach out, wished he would tell me what was going on. But as the hours t
We turned around to see Alex standing there, holding a bouquet of red roses, his expression unreadable. My heart skipped a beat, a mix of relief and anxiety flooding through me. Had he heard our converstion? "You came." I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I wouldn’t miss it for the world," Alex replied, stepping closer, and handing me the roses. "You look very beautiful," He continued, but there was something off in his tone, something that made my heart race with fear. "Is everything okay?" I asked, unable to keep the worry out of my voice. Alex hesitated, his gaze dropping to the ground. "I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, Sophia. About us." I felt a lump form in my throat. "What do you mean?" "I think i should leave you guys alone." Rachel said, and quickly excused herself. "I… I
As I stepped out onto the balcony, I heard the door open behind me. I turned around to find Jack standing there, his expression serious. “Are you okay?” I asked, my voice soft, almost hesitant. Jack closed the door behind him, stepping closer. “I could ask you the same thing. You seemed… distracted back there.” I sighed, leaning against the balcony railing. “I was just thinking about you, actually. You didn’t seem happy when Alex asked me to be his girlfriend.” Jack’s jaw tightened slightly, and he looked away, staring out at the night sky. “Sophia, it’s not that I’m not happy for you. I just—” He paused, as if searching for the right words. “I worry about you. You’re young, and relationships can be complicated. I don’t want to see you get hurt.” I frowned, trying to make sense of his words. “I know relationships can be complicated, but I trust Alex. He’s been nothing but kind to me.”
As we stepped back into the bustling party, the vibrant music and laughter of our friends filled the air. Yet, it all felt distant, like background noise to the thoughts swirling in my mind. Alex stayed close by my side, his presence comforting, but my heart was still tangled in the unexpected emotions that had surfaced on the balcony. We moved through the crowd, accepting birthday wishes and small talk from friends, but I couldn't fully engage. My mind kept drifting back to the look in Jack's eyes, the way he had leaned in, and how it had made me feel. I wanted to shake the feeling off, to focus on the present and the boy who had just made a grand gesture of love for me. "Do you want to dance?" Alex asked, pulling me back to the moment. His voice was hopeful, and I could see he was trying to make this night special for me. "Yeah," I said, managing a smile. "I'd love that." He led me to the dance floor, where couples swayed to the soft melody. Alex wrapped his arms around me,
The dim light of the bedroom cast shadows on the walls, and the world outside seemed to fade away as Jack gently set me down on the bed. His touch was tender, his gaze unwavering as if he were memorizing every detail of this moment.“Sophia...” he whispered again, his voice a mixture of longing and restraint.I reached for him, pulling him closer, silencing his hesitation with another kiss. The intensity grew, and for a while, everything else ceased to exist—no secrets, no lies, no guilt. Just us.My breath hissed in wonder at the sensation of him inside me, it has been a while since we were together like this. It had been a very long time since i'd been on top, and I liked it. I rocjed my hips down over his cock, and got rewarded by a low grunt from Jack. Encouraged, I swirled my hips over his in circular motions that reminded me how big he was, how well he filled me, how good he felt inside me. My hands moved to his chest, teasing his nipples as I rocked gently atop him."Touch me,
Jack guided me to the couch, his arm still loosely wrapped around my shoulders. The weight of the world felt lighter in his presence, even if only for a little while.“I told her, Jack,” I said softly, breaking the silence. “About my feelings for you. About us... and now she’s demanding I keep the baby and do whatever she says.”He let out a low, frustrated sigh. “Karen doesn’t forgive easily. She’s definitely up to something.”I nodded, tears welling up again. “I don’t know what to do. I agreed to her terms because I just wanted her to stop looking at me like I’m a stranger, like I ruined everything.”Jack leaned back, running a hand over his face. “Sophia, you didn’t ruin everything. I—” He stopped, his jaw tightening. “I should’ve stopped this before it got to this point. You’re in the middle of a storm I helped create.”I reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly. “Don’t do that. We’re in this together. I don’t regret the baby or what we had, Jack, no matter how complicated thing
I sat nervously at the edge of the couch in the living room, my hands trembling as I waited for my mother to join me. I had pleaded with her to have a word. All through last night I couldn't sleep, I couldn't bear the fact that my mother was hurting because of me and my selfish actions.The air was thick with tension, and as the door to the living room creeked opened, my heart jumped. When Karen finally walked in, her presence was as commanding as ever—poised, but her eyes sharp and unreadable.Karen’s gaze swept over me, lingering for a second too long before she sat across from me. “What is this about, Sophia?” she asked coolly, folding her hands akimbo.I swallowed hard, suddenly unsure of how to begin. “Mom... I wanted to talk about everything. About the baby. About us.”Karen’s lips thinned, but she didn’t interrupt.“I’ve been thinking,” I began, my voice faltering. “I’ve been thinking about what you said, about how I’ve hurt you, how I’ve destroyed everything.” I hesitated, wa
Jack’s face hardened, and he took a step toward her, but Karen held her ground. “This isn’t just about you, Jack. You don’t get to ruin our family, and then sit there and act like it’s all just going to blow over. You have no idea what this has done to Sophia—what this is doing to me.”“I didn’t mean for it to get this far,” Jack muttered, his voice quieter now, though there was no apology in it.Karen shook her head, her heart racing with the pain of it all. “You never meant for it to get this far, Jack. You had an affair with my own daughter, under my very nose and you're acting like you had no choice. But you had choices. You always had choices.”Jack’s jaw tightened as he looked at her. “I didn’t ask for this. But I didn’t want to lose you. I didn’t want to lose Sophia. And now I don’t know what to do.”“Well, you don’t have to worry about that anymore,” Karen snapped, stepping back, her hand pressed to her forehead as she tried to hold back tears. “I don’t know who you are anymor
I retreated to my room, the weight of my mother’s words pressing down on me like a suffocating fog. Her anger was justified, her pain palpable. I wanted to undo everything, to take back the confession that had shattered her world, but it was too late.The house was so quiet, every sound seemed amplified—the creak of the floorboards, the tick of the clock, the low hum of the refrigerator. It was suffocating.I sat on my bed, staring at my phone. Then I decided to call Jack. The secret we’d kept for so long was no longer just ours.My hands trembled as I dialed his number, he was just doors away but I couldn't face him to tell him what I had done.“Jack,” I whispered, my voice shaky as soon as he picked.“Sophia,” he said, his tone laced with tension. “What’s wrong?”“I told her,” I admitted, my throat tightening.There was a pause, and then, “You what?”“I told my mother everything,” I said, my voice breaking. “About us. About the baby. She knows, Jack.”I heard him inhale sharply, fol
The air in my room felt suffocating, my mother's confession still hanging thick between us. Her revelation stirred a storm of emotions—shock, confusion, and the tiniest glimmer of guilt. She was questioning her choice to stay with Jack, and all I could think about was how precarious our lives were, balanced on the edge of lies and hidden truths.Karen’s gaze softened as she studied me. “Sophia, I didn’t mean to overwhelm you with all of this tonight. I just... I didn’t want to keep you in the dark anymore.”I nodded faintly, though her words barely registered. My mind was already spinning with the implications of what she’d said. If she was doubting her commitment to Jack, it could mean an escape for both of us. Jack would no longer have to deal with the blackmail, and I could—what? Come clean? Start fresh? And possibly, with Jack by my side.The thought sent a chill down my spine. It wasn’t that simple.Karen reached out, her hand brushing against mine. “I just want us to be okay, So
Inside the house, the tension was suffocating. Karen stormed upstairs without another word, her heels echoing on the wooden staircase. Jack lingered in the living room, his phone clutched in his hand. His shoulders slumped as though the weight of his secrets had finally become unbearable. I stood by the door, unsure whether to follow my mother or seize the opportunity and talk to Jack. My thoughts were spinning, but one thing was clear—this was spiraling out of control.Jack turned toward me, his face a mix of exhaustion and frustration. “Sophia, we need to talk.”The words sent a jolt through me. Slowly, I nodded, and he motioned for me to follow him into his study.The room was dimly lit, the faint smell of leather and cigar smoke clinging to the air. Jack closed the door behind us and sat heavily in the chair behind his desk. He gestured for me to sit across from him, but I remained standing, my arms crossed defensively.“What's the 20 million dollars about?” I asked, my voice sha
"Your time is almost up, Jack. $20 million, or the truth comes out. You have until midnight."“Jack…” Karen’s voice was barely a whisper, trembling with disbelief. “What is this? Who’s blackmailing you?”Jack slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden halt at the side of the road. The tires screeched, and my heart lurched in my chest. “Karen, give me the phone,” he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.“No.” Karen held the phone tightly, her eyes blazing with anger now. “You’re being blackmailed for twenty million dollars? What truth are they threatening to expose?”“This isn’t the place,” Jack snapped, his voice taut with frustration. “We’ll talk about it when we get home.”“No!” Karen’s voice rose, her anger boiling over. “We’ll talk about it now, Jack. What are you hiding? What truth could possibly be worth twenty million dollars?”I shrank back in my seat, my heart pounding as I watched the scene unfold. Jack’s face was a mask of barely contained fury, and Karen’s determ
Her question lingered in the air, each word slicing through the tension like a blade. My throat tightened, and I struggled to meet her gaze. Was there something I wasn’t telling her? Everything, in fact. The affair. The secrets. The baby. My entire world felt like it was unraveling at the seams, and I was the thread pulling it apart.“I…” My voice faltered. Jack’s gaze was burning into me, silent but commanding. His grip on his glass tightened to the point I thought it might shatter. Karen’s eyes were pleading yet sharp, searching for an answer she probably didn’t want to hear. I swallowed hard, trying to gather the courage to speak.“Nothing, Mom,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I just feel overwhelmed. That’s all.”Karen leaned back slightly, her lips pressing into a thin line. She didn’t seem convinced, and the weight of her disappointment crushed me. “Overwhelmed?” she echoed, her tone tinged with disbelief. “Sophia, if something is going on, I need you to tell