“I've already told you what happened. And before you can say anything, think well before you scold me. I'm just fuc--" Scarlett paused and looked at Ethan before continuing. Ethan smirked lightly when he realized the girl paused to filter her words because of him. 'Interesting' He mused inwardly. “I meant to say, you can't scold me because I was tired of how they bullied Claire all these years for no reason. I mean it's not her fault she's brilliant and they are fuc-- I mean they are failures,” Scarlett said, and bit her lower lips before she allowed Claire to take control of her body again.Claire didn't know why, but the calmness of all these three men felt familiar. She felt she had somehow felt that from them before. However, that was impossible, judging by the fact that they just met. Even so, such feelings were still there.“So… how are going to explain to your family about what happened at college today?” George asked as he lay his back against the wall.Claire shrugged her s
"SLAP!" Claire was slapped hard by her father the moment she entered the house.The slap was so hard that Claire's legs gave out and she fell to the ground. Her head started to ache from her earlier accident.“Dad!” Claire cried out. Shock was written all over her face. She knew she would fave some problems when she comes home because of what happened at the college today.However, being welcomed by hard slapped is not what she had anticipated. Her father could have even waited until she explains herself first. Claire just stared at him in shock. She just didn't know all her family members hated her. What did she ever do wrong to deserve their hatred? Why doesn't she feel welcome in her own family?Her father didn't even bother to inquire why her head was bandaged. He thought Claire just bandage it to escape his punishment.“Don't you ever dare call me your Dad, you stupid being!” Mr. Wilson said furiously as he stared down at his daughter with disdain. At that moment, he really reg
Claire couldn't help her tears anymore. She had had enough of all of them already. Why do they treat her like an outsider? What's actually their problem with her? This is her family. She is supposed to feel safe and protected here. However, it seems like this family is rather her nightmare. “Claire, let me out! Give me control. I promise to send her to the grave earlier than she would expect. How dare this old fart?” Scarlett said inside her head with a fume. However, Claire blocked her before she could even continue. The three of them had made a promise never to touch or let any of the family members know about them. However, Scarlett felt like this family needed some real beatings to teach them a lesson.“Ha! Look at you, Claire. You are older than I am. However, I think I have more brains than you. How can you make both Dad and Grandma angry? Aren't you being undutiful?” Claire's younger sister, Rita Wilson said with her sweet and fake innocent little voice.Kelvin is the older o
Claire ran as fast as she could without looking back or even checking where she was going. All she wanted was to run as fast as she could from her so-called family. The family had done nothing but brought her pain.She was really hurt by the revelation they revealed to her. So, after all the sufferings she had to receive from their hands, she is after all not a Wilson. How did this happen? Why is she so unlucky? Why did her real parents abandon her? Where is her real family? Where is she even going now? What is she supposed to do with her messed up life? Who will help her? What's actually in this life for her except misery?Many questions ran through her head, making her pause in her running. Her head and heart were in turmoil.She stopped at a street not so far from the Wilson Mansion and squatted down to cry. Claire cried for so long, as if crying could wipe away all her pains and troubles. Her legs even became numb from squatting for long, however, she didn't even care. She was i
Claire was still thinking about it when she heard Mia speak in her mind.“I think Scarlett is right, Claire. I support her suggestion. Let's seek their help first. And if they don't help, then we think of what to do next. Currently, I think that'd the only solution we have.” Mia supported Scarlett's suggestion. Claire thought for a while before she agreed to their suggestion. Indeed, she doesn't have any suitable solution now.“Let's go to Uncle Cole's shop to borrow his phone and call them to help us. I don't of they would help me or not.,” Claire said and started walking to a mini supermarket not so far from her college since she wasn't even allowed to use a phone. Scarlett and Mia nodded in agreement as Claire walked to their destination. It took a while before she reached the supermarket. “Good evening, Uncle Cole's. May I use your phone for a brief moment? It's really urgent.” Claire said the moment she entered the store.“Hey, Claire… How are you doing? I heard what happened a
The three men stared at Claire as if they were demanding an explanation. What in the world happened for her to call all the three of them as if she is their mother?Moreover, the trio didn't like how they were getting more attention. Actually, their cars were getting more attention since they themselves were wearing a mask to prevent the onlookers from knowing their identity. The three most handsome and rich bachelors in the country would never appear in a place like this.People around started speculating about them with dirty thoughts and it made them feel uncomfortable. In fact, they wouldn't have gone to such a place if not because of Claire.George and Chase looked at their friend Ethan, whose coldness and anger were rising every second even under his mask.George didn't want things to escalate any more than it had become. He turned his attention to Claire and said calmly as he could. The last thing he wanted was to scare the girl in front of him, who looked exactly like his dec
Now it was Claire's turn to be stunned. This man really has no filter. How can he say something so unreasonable? When did she say something like that? Though she might have thought like that, it didn't mean she was going to say it straight forward. However, since she was already in his car, and he seemed to be helping her, she tried her best to calm down.“Uhm Mr. Richardson, please don't get angry. I fear the car is going to freeze from the coldness emitting from you.” Claire said sheepishly and dared not to raise her head to look at him.However, despite her head bowed, she could still feel a cold gaze on her. Claire cursed herself inwardly for being straightforward. After waiting for a while, she continued… “Actually, what I was saying was that, since your car hit me in the morning, my stomach was empty at that time, so…" She continued to say what she wanted to say, however, Ethan cut her off coldly.“I will throw you out whilst the car drives if you don't shut up!” He said lowly b
Ethan wished he was strong at that time to save her. He wished he could have done his best to protect her. His Angel was gone for good and it was all because of him. He would never stop blaming himself for the rest of his life.There's no way Claire can be her. His Angel is in the heavens now. His first love was no more. How he wished he could turn back time to save her from that unfaithful day. How he wished she would still be alive. How nice it would have been if Angel were alive and making him smile as no one could ever do.“I really miss you, Angel. Your naughtiness and cheerful and sweet smile.” Ethan said inwardly. Everyone saw him to be cold since childhood. Only Angel was able to penetrate his cold heart and occupy all the places in his heart and made him smile.However, the day that Angel was gone, she took all of Ethan's emotions with her. This made Ethan become even colder than before.Suddenly, their car came to a stop, jotting Ethan from his thoughts.“We are here, Boss
But Ethan was gentle, soothing her with soft words and caresses. "I'm sorry, love. Trust me, you'll love it. Just hold on for a while." He waited patiently, allowing her to adjust to his junior before beginning a slow, passionate rhythm. As she relaxed, he increased the pace, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more wild. Claire's moans and screams filled the room, her body bouncing on the mattress in time with his movements. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Ethan lifted her leg to his shoulder to deepen their connection. He kissed her leg with fervor as if every inch of her skin was meant to be worshipped by him. As he began to move rapidly, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his hands fondling her breasts while his lips devoured hers, leaving them tender and swollen. The intensity of their passion was palpable. In a swift motion, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders, expertly stimulating her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Next, he pulled
As Ethan's hands roamed her body, Claire's resolve began to crumble, and she couldn't help but moan in response to his tantalizing touch. His smirk grew wider as he whispered, "That's good. Keep on doing that!" He lavished attention on her belly button, sucking and kissing it, sending shivers down her spine. His gentle bites and soft kisses on her thigh left her feeling like she was burning with desire, craving more of his caresses. She clenched the bedsheet tightly and arched her back. This was the first time she was experiencing something like that, so the feelings were too much for her to handle. With a flirtatious tug, Ethan teased her by pulling down her lace panties, making Claire's face flush with embarrassment and shyness. She instinctively closed her legs, but he gently coaxed them apart, reveling in the breathtaking view before him. Both of them couldn't believe they were actually going to do the deed. The strange thing is that it felt normal to them as if they were
Ethan and Claire continued devouring each other's lips as they forgot everything and everyone except themselves. Ethan's passion for Claire was so immense that he was barely holding on to the little sanity in him in other not to snap and take her now and then. Sensing that Claire was out of breath, Ethan broke their kiss and gave her the chance to take in oxygen into her lungs. His hand softly caressed her face. Looking at her red slightly swollen lips, Ethan forgot all logic and made a decision. He won't let Claire go with just a kiss. He wanted her and looked at how Claire was also looking at him, Ethan she might have also come to the same conclusion. Ethan's piercing gaze held Claire captive, his passion and charm rendering her helpless. As he tenderly stroked her hair, his warm breath whispered in her ear, "May I?" The gentle nip on her earlobe sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't suppress a soft moan. The sound of her pleasure only fueled Ethan's desire, and
"Have you forgotten what you did earlier? I just wanted to check your temperature, but you grabbed my hand and refused to let go. I had no choice but to share my bed with you. Not only that, but immediately you felt me on the bed. You climbed on top of me and hugged me as if your life depended on it. And now, you are asking? Claire, since when did you become shameless?" Ethan teased her. Clara was mortified, even though having no recollection of what had transpired. But Ethan told her about hugging his hand and even wrapping her arms around his waist while he was trying to sleep. That thought alone made her red with embarrassment. As if that wasn't enough, Ethan went on and said many things that actually didn't happen while laughing at her red face. "Stoooooopppppp!!! Please stop!" Claire begged him to stop, but Ethan's laughter was infectious, and he couldn't help but continue. Eventually, he composed himself, and Claire shot him an angry glance, though her embarrassm
As Ethan basked in a pleasant dream, he was abruptly jolted awake by the distressed cries of someone nearby. He sat up in bed, scanning the room for an intruder, only to realize that the hand grasping his was visibly trembling. He soon noticed Claire thrashing about, caught in the grip of what seemed like a nightmare. Ethan immediately tried to rouse her, calling out her name repeatedly, but she remained entranced. Tears streamed down her face as beads of sweat trickled from her forehead. Ethan attempted to shake off her absorption, to no avail. So, he gently lifted her onto his lap, cradling her in a tight embrace, hoping that it would soothe her. As Claire's body relaxed against the warmth of his chest, her agitation gradually subsided like the work of a magician, making her body went limb on his lap. Ethan softly whispered reassurances, trying to calm her down. He stroked her hair, his fingers weaving through her locks in a soothing motion that helped calm her nerves
The air inside Ethan's car was thick with tension as he sped down the road, his foot heavy on the accelerator. His urgency to get home stemmed from his desire to have Chase examine Claire, who was in a bad state. Beats of sweat formed on her forehead, and her face looked pale. The rain had subsided, leaving behind a gentle drizzle, but Claire still shivered despite the car heater's warmth. Her face had lost its color, and her sleep was fitful, punctuated by murmurs of Ethan's name. Ethan's voice, laced with concern, broke the silence. "Claire, are you okay?" He asked, his usual detachment replaced by a mix of emotions. Claire's response was a faint whisper, "Cold... It's so cold..." Ethan didn't hesitate, pulling over on the left side of the road and rushing to her side to unbuckle her seatbelt. He then gently lifted her into his lap, where she instinctively wrapped her arms around him, seeking warmth and comfort from his body. As Claire's body relaxed against his, Ethan f
"E- Ethan!" She called out weakly, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was overwhelmed with a mix of emotions – anger, relief, grief, and more."Let's go home. Jessica and Jeffrey are waiting for you. Chase is also there. He will take care of you, alright?" Ethan said softly, comforting Claire with his words. He felt so remorseful looking at her pale face.However, Claire reluctantly extricated herself from his grasp. She was still seething with anger towards him."I have no desire to go to your house! You banished me, did you not? What if I accompany you and you disown me once more for any trivial misstep? Will I become your plaything then? To be discarded whenever you see fit, only to be retrieved when it suits your fancy? No, thank you!" Claire retorted and attempted to walk away.Despite her state, she still didn't want to be a burdens for others. If leaving everyone will bring peace not only to herself but also to the people around her, then so be it. No one really wanted her any
"Then what are you waiting for? Take her to the hospital! Do you want her to die?" Old Madam Wilson exclaimed, shocking everyone present.Was she genuinely concerned for Claire's well-being? No, that couldn't be. Their conversation earlier in the day flashed through their minds.Indeed, the old woman was cunning. She still harbored the desire to use Claire to gain favor with the Richardson family.Kelvin felt disgusted by his grandmother's behavior, but he remained silent. For now, his focus should be solely on Claire. He would have to confront his grandmother later on.After a while, Claire started coughing, drawing everyone's attention back to her."Little one, how are you feeling?" Kelvin asked with genuine concern. "Mom, Claire's awake!" He called for his mother, who rushed out of the kitchen with a hot bowl of soup in her hands."Oh, my child! How are you feeling? What happened to you?" Mrs. Wilson bombarded Claire with questions, her tear-stained face revealing her worry.Claire
Claire remained rooted in place, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her mind raced, attempting to make sense of the situation. Who was this Angel? And why was someone looking for her?Thoughts and emotions coursed through Claire's body, causing violent shocks that seemed to pull her out of the dimension she was in. She turned to where the mysterious boy had been hiding, hoping to catch a glimpse of his face. But he was nowhere to be seen. In the blink of an eye, Claire was back in the reality of lying on the side of the road.As she opened her eyes, Claire noticed the murky water surrounding her, but she paid no attention. Her mind was consumed with trying to make sense of what had just happened.Where was she? If she's still lying in the rain on the roadside, where was that thick forest she saw? Was that a vision or a dream?And then it hit her like a bolt of lightning making her gasped in disbelief. "W-was that my memory?" She whispered, fear creeping into her heart.But that can't b