"I guess you'll have to hold back this time. You shouldn't bully the sick, right?" I asked teasingly as I patted the empty spot next to me on the bed again.This time, instead of hesitating in silence, Bradon chuckled softly before climbing into bed with me. The hospital bed creaked from his movement and his weight. The space that we had to share was certainly too narrow for the two of us to sleep separately, so it felt very natural when he pulled me into his embrace and hugged me tightly with my back towards him. I could feel the warmth of his breath tickling the top of my head like a gentle breeze as his chest rose and fell from his steady breathing."Are you really scared?" Bradon murmured.I wondered if I was really scared about the possibility that my life could be in danger. Honestly, it still felt very unreal, although I knew that it wasn't completely impossible for something like that to happen."I was just fooling around. I'm not scared," I said before trailing off with the w
It felt like his fingers were slowly unraveling my defenses as I found myself surrendering to the pleasure of his seduction. It wasn't the first time that we were about to have sex in the hospital. The first time that Brandon seduced me into doing it with him was right after Desmond left after his visit. I didn't have much time back then to be curious about the present that Desmond mentioned before Brandon practically jumped up on me. My insides ached and felt like a mess for an entire day after he aggressively pumped his cock in and out of me and made me climax multiple times on end.Maybe because he felt guilty for fooling around with a patient that was supposed to be recovering in the hospital, Bradon became much more patient and gentle the times that we did it after that, to the point where I found it slightly annoying."It's really dripping wet," Bradon whispered in a low, seductive voice, and his words managed to snap me out of my thoughts. I let out a small cry when his hands
I could hear the strong beating of his heart as our bodies became completely joined. My pussy quivered around his cock as I hugged him tightly while sitting on the hospital bed."If you don't let me go, I can't start moving," Bradon said teasingly before letting out a little chuckle.I slowly unwrapped my arms from his body while hesitating to let him go. I planted my hands behind me instead to prop myself up as I spread my thighs invitingly."Oh...Ahh...Ahhh!" I moaned louder and louder as his cock began moving inside of me. Bradon stimulated my insides with slow but deep thrusts. The sensation of his cock dragging slowly along the walls of my aching pussy as he withdrew it almost completely out of me made my entire body tremble. I cried out each time that he plunged his cock into me. Although the slow and deep way that he was entering me felt so pleasurable, it didn't take me long to crave something more rough and dominating."Please..." I pleaded in a strangled voice as I lifted my
I was slightly disappointed that he didn't come with a new game to teach me that day, but I had nothing to complain about. Since I wasn't allowed to leave the hospital, my days when Bradon wasn’t around usually involved browsing social media using my phone or doing some online shopping to ease my boredom. It was extremely challenging to keep updating Diana's social media channel now that I was stuck in the hospital. Diana wasn't supposed to be in the hospital, so I couldn't exactly post photos of myself in my hospital gown to show to the world. After missing a few days of posting on social media, Diana's followers began feeling restless, and I received countless comments expressing their hopes that Diana was doing well. Diana's followers were not used to her absence from social media and were undoubtedly looking forward to getting updates. I had gotten used to the number of notifications that would pop up on Diana's social media channel. Although it wasn't anything to be proud of, I
"Dahlia," Bradon called my name again as he came closer.I knew that he was waiting for me to respond to him, but my mind was still struggling to process the fact that there was a very high chance that my sister was now back in the city, and I didn't know how to break the news to him. It was a very strange feeling not to know what I was feeling exactly at that moment as various emotions grappled for supremacy within my chest."My sister is back," I said in a low murmur as I felt my brows draw together in a frown. I couldn't find the right words, so I ended up spitting out the first words that came to mind."Diana is back?" Bradon said, and I could hear the surprise in his voice. I couldn't help but wonder what he thought or felt about the fact that my sister had returned."Did you know about this?" I asked as I stared at his face. Although he looked genuinely surprised when I told him that Diana was back, I wasn't sure if he knew about this in advance. If I had to take a guess, I wou
Maybe she ended up getting it all wrong once again after all…"Did you manage to find her?" I asked as I sat up straight in bed the moment the door opened. I knew instinctively that Bradon had finally arrived. After staying up practically all night the night before, I was wide-eyed to greet Bradon, although it was very early in the morning. "We've picked up her trail but we've yet to secure your sister," Bradon replied. I was hit with a sudden wave of disappointment, although I told myself that Bradon wasn't at fault. It would probably take a little more time in this game of hide and seek. It did surprise me a little that Diana managed to evade Bradon's search, even if it was only for a night."Does this mean that she's desperately hiding from me?" I asked before finding myself frowning while trying to figure out Diana's intentions. I honestly did not think that she would take her teasing so far just to get back at me because I was sure that Diana wanted to see me as well. "More l
Wanting to let go of my sister so that I could look into her face, I was first overwhelmed by the purest sense of joy just at the sight of her face. I could tell that Diana also felt emotional, and it looked like she was on the verge of crying. We both smiled at each other before giggling as if we were young little girls planning something mischievous for the upcoming days of the holidays. Although I knew that we needed to talk about so many things, at that moment no words came to mind, and I was just happy to rejoice in our reunion."I'm very happy to see you again," Diana said before she smiled sweetly at me. We held each other's hands tightly as if we couldn't bear to be apart from each other again. I figured that if Desmond could issue a royal pardon for me, then it probably wouldn't stretch beyond his power to bring Diana back while safeguarding her from our parents or whatever interference that could adversely impact her life. However, I also knew that if Desmond made the decis
What I forgot to pause and think about at the time was how I would feel about all this and what was about to happen to all of us."Thanks for the present, I guess. Can I get some alone time with my sister?" I requested before smiling at the two gentlemen in the room. Bradon and Desmond exchanged glances before quietly taking their leave.It felt like I aged a couple of years over the duration of less than 20 minutes. All the stress and effort that it took to find the right words to explain to my sister everything that happened after she ran away with the love of her life until present made me feel like I shaved a couple of years from my lifespan. I reached up a hand towards my hair before twirling the strand with my fingers while I prayed that all the stress wouldn't give me white hair. Although it was challenging at first to start the conversation with my sister, I somehow managed to tell her about everything that happened from my fake marriage to Anthony, who turned out to be Bradon
"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
The moment that thought entered my mind, I quickly killed it and pushed it out of my mind as if extinguishing a small flame before it would spread and engulf everything. I told myself that it wouldn’t have to come to that and that we could find another way to figure things out.“Does it matter? Why does it have to matter?” Diana asked, and her tone was cold.My sister’s response quickly snapped me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I narrowed my eyes at her as my irritation started to take over.“It does matter! Have you completely lost your mind? He’s our teacher,” I reminded her as I started to truly lose my head over what my sister had confessed to me.Had I known that the person she had been dating was one of our teachers, I would have definitely stopped her. That was probably the reason why Diana decided to keep it a secret, even from me. In reality, I had my own doubts about whether or not I could have persuaded my sister not to pursue her taboo relationship with Mr. Malton
"I guess he is not someone in this school," I said as I ran my mind through potential candidates who could be my sister's true love."It's a secret," Diana repeated again before pressing her index finger teasingly against her lips."Are you really not going to tell me?" I asked."Honestly, you have no idea just how much I am dying to tell you who he is. But you see, I did promise him to keep it a secret between us... at least for now," Diana said before flashing me a regretful smile."I don't think I will end up liking this guy. He's telling you to keep secrets from me," I replied teasingly."I'll make sure that you're the first one to find out," Diana promised me with a beaming smile."I guess that it's good enough for me that you're happy," I told her honestly."Thank you, Leya. I love you so much. You're probably the only one who truly cares about my happiness," my sister said before pulling me into her embrace.Back then, when I held my sister in my arms and hugged her back tightl
“Shall we?” Bradon asked as he offered me his arm invitingly.“Thank you,” I replied as I smoothly slipped my arm into his.Appearing in front of the public as Diana, with Bradon as my escort as he flawlessly acted out the role of Anthony, drew quite a lot of attention to us. I could tell that Bradon felt restless, even under his calm and collected exterior, and that was probably because he couldn’t wait for this engagement announcement to come to an end. Even though he should have been reassured now that Diana was taking my place at the ceremony, it seemed that nothing could make Bradon completely feel at ease given the situation.“I sincerely hope that they keep it short,” Bradon whispered right into my ear before planting a soft kiss against my temple.I was sure we looked like the perfect loving couple, and perhaps that wasn’t so far from the truth. For the life of me, I had no idea how Diana managed to convince Desmond to let her take my place at the engagement ceremony, but I wa
"So, are you going to get on your hands and knees to beg? How much longer will you keep me waiting?" I asked while pointing my index finger at the empty floor right in front of my feet.If looks could kill, I would have died an extremely painful death, stabbed by the millions of daggers flying out of my father's eyes from the way he was glaring at me. Even when I was clearly his only route of escape from the impending hell that was awaiting him, it was clear that my father felt nothing but hatred for me. I returned his stare with one of my own as I continued pointing to the floor where I wanted them to get on their hands and knees."I'm still waiting. Oh, but if you're not willing, then I'll make sure that some men will escort you out," I said before grinning at them. I could tell that my father was hesitating, and that meant that he was truly considering abandoning whatever pride he had left to get down on his hands and knees to beg for help from his long-abandoned daughter.Time mov