“Ahh…Ahh…” I moaned softly as my hips began moving to grind my hardened clit against his exploring fingertips.My hand flew to cover my mouth when I realized that I was making such obscene noises. It was so embarrassing, but it felt so irresistibly pleasurable. Bradon clearly knew what he was doing as his fingers moved to capture and then pinch on my clit repeatedly. I moaned louder into my hand while hoping that he couldn’t clearly hear all the lewd sounds that I was making.Soon after, Bradon abruptly pulled the soaked fabric covering my love hole to the side before his fingers delved in between my pussy lips to stroke the hot wet mess in between my legs. I could his fingertips sliding up and down the slippery wet slit in between my legs as he made sure to brush sightly against my clit with each stroke. My hips moved as I moaned louder and louder from the mind-numbing pleasure.“You’re already wet, Dahlia. How do you explain yourself?” he asked mockingly from behind me.“No…I…Ahh!”
I bet that he could tell that I was already very close to my climax.“Please…” I whimpered as I begged him to let me finish.I wanted to climax so badly that I couldn’t bear it anymore.“Don’t worry, I’ll let you cum…” he replied reassuringly.“Ahhh…Ahhh!” I cried out as Bradon sped up the movements of his fingers.I didn’t think that being fingered could feel any better than it already did but apparently, I was very wrong. The way he moved his finger faster and harder to pound against my weak spots brought me to even greater heights. Wet sounds erupted from between my legs where his fingers were repeatedly diving in and out of my wetness. I could feel and hear myself getting wetter for him. I panted hard as I struggled to breathe and moan at the same time. The ecstatic waves that flooded my senses felt so intense and it didn’t seem like I could take anymore.“I’m cumming…Ahhh…” I managed to whimper when I felt my climax swallowing me up. My climax felt totally consuming like a flam
At first, I was confused as to why she looked so surprised to see me. Then it hit me that it was probably because she was surprised to see me setting foot outside of my bedroom. That was to be expected given the many days that I’ve confined myself to that room.“Where is Bradon? Is he still here or has he left for work already?” I asked while praying that I wasn’t too late.“I am very sorry, but you’ve just missed him. He left around half an hour ago…” Jenna replied with a regretful look on her face.How early does he leave the house? It’s like he doesn’t even want to be here…“Oh…” I mumbled with clear disappointment.“The weather is forecasted to be nice today. So, what about taking a stroll in the garden?” she suggested with a smile.I cocked my head to the side as I gave her a curious look. It wasn’t like I intended to follow his orders to the letter or anything like that, but if I remembered correctly, I did not have permission to leave the mansion and that included wandering int
“By the way, is there a nice spot in the garden where I can take some pretty photos?” I asked sweetly.“Of course…” he replied with a slightly surprised look on his face.After hearing Zain out about a few spots in the gardens that might serve as a good photo-taking spot, I quickly made my escape through the mansion’s front door before taking the few steps down. Staying any longer in Zain’s presence might lead me to say something that I wasn’t supposed to. I decided to get away from him before any of that could happen.The gardens were very well tended and indeed very beautifully decorated. The various statues of angels and other mythical creatures looked very magical especially when displayed among a large variety of blooming flowers. The bright and cheerful colors of the flowers made me think of the usually dark and stormy mood and nature of their owner. Turning on the camera of my phone, I used it to inspect my reflection. After practicing my smile and turning my face from side to
“Thank you. Our marriage is going well,” I replied with a blatant lie before showing him a bright smile.Our marriage was going so well that my wife had risked her life climbing out the balcony to make her escape.Just thinking about Dahlia’s foolish attempt at making as escape gave me a headache. I watched as everyone headed for the door after the meeting came to an end. By that time, I had been sitting way too long and it was a miracle that I could still feel my feet. I knew that I had to go outside and get some action before being stuck in the office turned me into an old man.“Mr. Vulkan…” I heard a woman’s voice calling my name.A young woman working in Anthony’s PR team popped her head into the meeting room before looking around as if to check if I was alone. I could already sense that trouble was coming my way as I watched her approach me with a slightly nervous smile.What is her name again?“Is something the matter?” I asked while feigning interest when I couldn’t care less.
“Wow! You sure are romantic. I really envy your wife. Please let her know that she looks stunning in all her photos and that it would be great if she could start posting content together with you too,” she suggested with a joyous smile as if she had just won the lottery.“Sure. Thank you, I’ll make sure to let her know that,” I replied while hoping that she would just leave already.After watching the woman leave, I picked up my phone just to realize that I didn’t even have my wife’s phone number.…Dahlia’s Point of View**Later in the afternoon**I sat cross legged on the bed with my phone in my hand as I waited for dinner time to arrive. My appetite for food had returned and that might be because I was in a much better mood than before.Some progress is better than no progress, I guess…To make me feel better about the situation that I was in, I started reflecting on some of the small steps of progress that I’ve made. Even though I haven’t reached my ultimate goal of getting my fre
Suddenly, there was a knock on my bedroom door, and I lost my train of thought. I let out a sigh as I got up from the bed and headed for the door.“Lady Diana…” Jenna said to me the moment that I opened the door.“Yes? Oh, by the way, you can just call me Diana. You can drop the whole ‘lady’ thing and let’s just talk casually from now on, ok?” I suggested with a smile.“If that’s what you want then…” she agreed hesitantly.“Is there something that you want from me?” I questioned curiously.“I’m just here to tell you that I’ll be setting up dinner for you in the dining room,” she informed me politely.“You can just prepare something simple for me. I’m not a picky eater,” I replied.“I can’t do that,” she replied with a playful glint in her eyes.It felt like she was hiding away a great secret. It made me curious, but it wasn’t like I was dying to know what kind of secret she harbored.“And why is that?” I asked.“You will find out soon. Please come down to dinner at around 7PM. I’ll ma
I had no idea why Jenna honestly thought that someone like Bradon would genuinely want to enjoy a romantic dinner with me. With how he had addressed me, I knew immediately that he had already seen my post on social media. I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I was going to get from him, but I had to say that getting some kind of reaction out of him was better than nothing at all.Without waiting for my reply, Bradon reached for my wrist and began pulling me behind him as he led me into the dining room. The door closed firmly behind us, and I found myself all alone with Bradon in the large dining room. Suddenly, I felt so under and inappropriately dressed for the occasion of our supposedly romantic dinner. Jenna had gone out of her way to decorate both the dining table and the dining room with flowers and various other decorations that I guessed were supposed to add to the romantic atmosphere of the room.“Take a seat…” he said coldly as he pulled a chair out for me.“Thanks…” I murmure
"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