I leaned back against his hard and muscular torso as I let my natural instincts take over. Each thrust of his fingers brought me closer and closer to my impending release. I forgot everything that I wanted to talk to him about as if it no longer mattered. In that moment, I felt satisfied enough to be held in his arms and pleasured by him. I wanted him to guide me to my climax so desperately but I didn’t want to cum from his fingers. His cock felt so hard and hot, and whenever I moved my hips, I could feel it rubbing against me. Boldly, I reached behind and wrapped my fingers around the thick girth of his massive shaft. Bradon groaned as I began rubbing his cock up and down. “It’s so hard…and so big…” I murmured in admiration as I continued molding my hand around his impressive length and thickness. “Do you want to feel it inside you?” he asked teasingly. I nodded my head while my pussy quivered in anticipation of taking in his engorged cock inside of me. His cock felt so hot and I
This wasn't the time to be pleased to find him still by my side. We were in my bedroom and dawn must be approaching soon enough. That meant that I didn’t have much time left with him. I wondered where I should start but all the words that I had prepared all seemed unnatural and insincere now that I thought about them. Bradon didn’t say anything but I could feel him watching me intently. He’s waiting for me to say what I have to… “It’s like a hostage situation…” I whispered. “...What?” Bradon said with clear confusion.It must have seemed very random for me to start our conversation with a comment like that. However, that was really how I saw the situation that we both seemed to be in.“Both of us are stuck here doing whatever our families want us to do, you know, all for the sake of the people we love and care for. For me, it’s because of Diana. As for you, it’s probably because of Anthony, right?” I said somberly. It was just my best guess but since Bradon stayed silent without d
If my plan succeeded, the Alnault family would be nothing but a shadow of what it was and my parents would finally get what they deserved. As for the role that the Alnault family was fulfilling right now, I was certain that there were countless other noble houses that couldn’t wait to rise up to take its place. I didn’t favor any of the other noble houses but I didn’t mind if they would benefit from the success of my plan. I waited nervously for Bradon to react to my thoughts. His face was an unreadable mask as always and that was a sign that he was on guard. This wasn't a casual conversation that we were having naked in bed together as lovers after performing the deed, it was a political conversation that pitted my interests against his. If this negotiation breaks down, what is going to happen to us? I pursed my lips tightly together without bothering to hide my anxiousness at Bradon’s silence. He was thinking things over and I didn’t mind giving him the time. This was a serious a
“Let’s talk about this again after we’ve given it some more thought. There is still time because the king is still the king and the crown is nothing more than the one next in line,” Bradon reminded me sternly. I hated to admit it but he was right. We did have time and taking hasty actions might not work in our favor. Talking to the crown prince about his plans after he becomes king when his father is very ill might come across as us being too insensitive and rude. “Fine…” I muttered. I sat up on the bed and crossed my legs under me as I folded my arms under my chest. Bradon still laid on his side while looking quite relaxed. I felt taken aback after finding that he wasn’t at all eager to help me arrange a meeting with the prince and that was because the second ask that I was about to ask for was even harder than the first. What does Bradon think about the Vulkan family?“About the second source of support, the Vulkan family…” I said before trailing off. I could tell that I had Br
Nothing about the situation was in my favor and I cursed myself for not knowing better. I shouldn’t have started this risky conversation with him when I was still naked in bed with him. Of course, I didn’t think that this conversation would end in such a disaster. Even as he stared down at me, I didn’t know why Bradon was suddenly so angry. Did I say something to offend him?“I thought you would be much smarter than this, Dahlia,” he said solemnly with a slow shake of his head. My lips and throat went dry as I wondered how I could possibly get myself out of this situation. Although I didn’t know what I had done wrong to trigger such a reaction in him, I was certain that I was going to be punished thoroughly for it. I should just make a run for it…“Where do you think you’re going?” he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back. I felt the softness of the bed against the front of my bodyas I laid on my belly on the bed and then I felt his grip on my wrists. A cr
“Ahhh…” I moaned as my effort to keep it in failed. Bradon told me that I made the mistake of coming back. If he was referring to the fact that I returned to this country, then his regret must be related to how I left this country in the past. It still didn’t make any sense to me no matter how hard I thought about it because Bradon had nothing to do with my decision to leave the country in the first place. What does he mean when he said that he let me go? Why was it a mistake to him?“It must be so easy for you to forget. Anything that isn’t convenient for you, you’ll just forget it, isn't that right, Dahlia?” he accused me tauntingly. The tone of his voice was dark and tinged with malice and some emotions that I couldn't identify or understand. He sounded hurt but at the same time, there was so much hatred in his voice as well. “That’s not true…” I whispered in response. If the horrid memories were so easy for me to forget, then I wouldn’t feel this raging need for me to get rev
Bradon reared his hips back before slamming his cock all the way back into my sopping wet cunt. “Ahh! Bradon…please…it's so…rough…” I pleaded before letting out another cry of ecstasy from his cock pounding directly against my pleasure spot. “It’s not enough yet…” he said.“Ahh…Ahhh!” I moaned and cried out until my throat stung and my voice sounded hoarse. Bradon clearly had not had enough and continued ramming his cock in and out of my love hole. I eventually reached my climax and came while whimpering his name. Bradon jerked his cock out of my hole as he flipped me onto my back. In one swift movement, he lifted my thighs and spread them widely apart before he settled in between my legs. While I was still lost in the aftereffects of my orgasm, Bradon shoved his thick rod all the way into my flooded hole. “Wrap your legs around me…” he instructed. I was in no state to do what he wanted no matter how much I wanted to comply with his wish. My entire body felt heavy and I felt exha
My chest clenched as I continued staring up at his massive cock. Bradon let out an amused chuckle at my reaction but that wasn’t a sign that his mood had improved at all. He placed his hand behind the back of my head before pushing my head forward, urging my face and lips closer to his cock. Bradon kept his hand at the back of my head as his other hand guided his erect pole to my lips. I could smell his manly scent as the swollen head of his cock approached my mouth. I parted my lips and my tongue slowly slipped out to meet the tip of his cock. “Dahlia…” Bradon moaned my name when I began slowly flicking the tip of my tongue against the head of his love stick.I could already taste his precum as his scent filled my senses. My tongue swirled around the swollen head of his cock faster as I felt it twitching from pleasure. “Put it inside your mouth,” he instructed impatiently. “Mhmm…” I made a sound in my throat after taking his cock into my mouth. His manly taste filled my mouth alo
"You should go to bed," Bradon told me the moment that we stepped into the mansion. I knew that his suggestion was spot on because sleep was exactly what I needed to deal with what was to come. The media and everyone had undoubtedly gone wild as they both communicated and speculated on what was the truth and what were twisted lies from all the events that happened in the past that I shared with my sister.I switched off my phone when it wouldn't stop vibrating, without bothering to read the caller ID on the screen. I could already guess who would be calling me and also exactly what they had to say."It feels like my head is ready to explode," I confessed before smiling weakly at Bradon."Which is precisely why you should stop thinking or caring about anyone else and just get some shut-eye," Bradon said as he peeled away the mobile phone that I held in my hand. I let him do so without putting up any resistance because all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and hide under the sheets wit
"My name is Diana, which can only mean that the Diana standing over there is, in fact, my twin sister, Dahlia. In fact, for the past months, I wasn't present, and the Diana that you knew had always been my sister acting out in my place," Diana explained as if it was something to be proud of.The crowd went wild, but I decided to focus my attention on the two figures that seemed so intent on ruining my life along with my sister’s. Our father had officially become our enemy, and at that moment, he looked like he might have started to regret pushing both of us over the edge. Mr. Malton, who, after all this time, clearly never regretted his actions and never realized that he should have been man enough to take responsibility. I was certain that even now, he was willing to destroy our reputation and our future—all for the sake of the money undoubtedly promised to him by our father. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures; that applied to our father but also to us as well.I could
I found myself praying silently that Desmond could bring everything under control, but my prayers probably fell on deafened ears. Instead of Desmond stepping up to the podium, it was my sister who approached it instead."What is she doing?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I felt myself breaking into a cold sweat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I continued staring in bewilderment and disbelief at my sister, who stood with a beautiful smile behind the podium, the microphone very close to her lips. I turned to stare at Desmond and managed to lock gazes with him. I could tell that he was staring right back at me, and the way he nodded his head reassuringly was supposed to bring me some relief and keep me at ease, but it only made me even more nervous.I could tell that everyone in the crowd was staring daggers at my sister, even from where I was standing. It wasn't surprising, considering that everyone thought Diana was me. It felt like tight knots had formed
Back to the present"Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker!"The violent chanting continued and began seeping into my consciousness, dragging me back to the present. Disaster seemed to be staring me right in the face."Leya..." Bradon whispered my name right beside my ear.His presence close to me reminded me that, unlike that day back then, I wasn't alone. I had Bradon by my side, and, on top of that, everyone was here with me: Desmond and my sister. I suddenly felt a surge of confidence that made me believe that there could be a way out, one that would save us all from this dire situation my father had plotted against us.I had to admit that after leaving the country, I hadn't spared much thought for what would unfold after my departure. I never took care to follow up on any news-not that they would be made public-related to Mr. Malton's wife and child. I had no idea what happened to him or his family after that incident. My parents completely cut me off, and there was frankly no on
"What have you done? Have you completely lost your mind?" my father yelled at me immediately when our family was gathered in private. His face was completely red with anger as his voice echoed in the room. My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears, and I could tell that she was more worried about our family rather than her own daughter. "News of your ridiculous and scandalous behavior is now all over the place!" my father continued yelling. As if to drive his message home, his mobile phone began ringing non-stop. One glance at the name displayed on the screen drove my father to the brink before he switched off the phone and threw it onto the floor. My mother let out a scream at my father's sudden violent outburst before sinking down onto the sofa as if she had lost all strength in her body.I took the opportunity to slowly take a seat, and Diana was by my side in an instant. I knew that the best way to brave out this storm was to keep quiet and not let his words get to me.
Not having the experience of being a criminal before, I wasn't quite sure how one was supposed to be treated, but the experiences that I went through might have indeed been close. I thought that I was used to disappointing my parents and the people around me. I thought that I was used to seeing the look of disappointment and disapproval in their eyes before it became a look of resentment and then complete apathy and lack of care. I thought that I could deal with everything without getting my emotions involved because, after all, I was supposed to be used to this kind of treatment, and that was why I was caught utterly off guard by how quickly things escalated.Thinking back on it, my memories were quite blurry. Either it was simply too much for me to take in at the time for my brain to form any clear memories, or it was simply too shocking and too harsh for me to take. Either way, everything seemed to fly by me and over my head.Although every single teacher and the principal tried to
Just thinking that the fool right in front of me dared to say he was in love with my sister, while he couldn't even tell the two of us apart, made my blood boil. It took a lot of effort to repress the urge to reach out and strangle his neck right then and there. I reminded myself that I had a part to play and quite an audience to impress."No... this can't be..." Mr. Malton whispered hoarsely from a distance, stepping even further away from me. I stood up from the table, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back to my side as I glared up into his face."It's actually quite simple to fool you. All I had to do was dress up in my sister's clothes whenever I met you and talk a little more sweetly..." I said, letting out a hysterical laugh. I could still feel everyone's eyes on us as the attention in the room escalated even more than before.Mr. Malton was speechless as he tried to pull his arm away from my grip, but I wasn't about to let him get away so easily."Well, now I guess the secret is
I had no idea how Diana managed to keep the girls silent up until that point so that the news wouldn't spread; however, I knew that it wouldn't be too long before everyone in school knew about this illicit affair. We would be extremely lucky if this news did not spread beyond the school walls. Despite the gravity of the situation, Mr. Malton was already ready to make his retreat."What if they don't believe us? I feel so scared. I don't want to be alone, and I don't want you to leave me," I said pleadingly just to see his reaction."You know that I would never do that. It would just be temporary until everything blows over. I promise that I will never leave you. How could I possibly leave you? I love you so much," he declared his love for me boldly.The more dramatic things became, the more I felt that his act of adoration was completely fake. No matter how many times he claimed to be in love with my sister, it seemed like he couldn't even tell us apart. I wondered what kind of face h
"Leya, you need to help me find a way out of this. Diana simply cannot make this kind of mistake," my sister told me slowly and clearly as she stared directly into my eyes."You're right. You can't afford to make these kinds of mistakes," I agreed solemnly."No one else must find out about this. We have to do something before word gets out because word is definitely going to get out,," my sister stated calmly, and I could tell that she had returned to her calm and collected self."Can't we tell them that they simply misunderstood and that it's not true?" I asked, daring to harbor a little bit of hope."They probably won't believe what we tell them, but they might believe what we show them," Diana replied, and I could tell her mind was made up.Without using any more words, it seemed like an understanding had formed between us, and once again, it felt like it was us against the entire world....**The Next Day**As I pushed open the back door to the building that was supposed to be off