The kiss on his neck was all it took for Stefan to lose control. He lifted Dorothy into his arms and climbed the staircase, kissing her mouth with every step he took. She could swear this was the fastest she had ever seen him move—one moment, they were in the hallway, and the next, they were in the bedroom.Stefan pinned her against the wall, her legs wrapped tightly around his torso as he kissed all over her face, neck, and jaw. His hands fumbled with the buttons of her shirt, but impatience got the best of him, and he ripped it open."Stefan, you tore my shirt!" Dorothy gasped, unsure whether to be shocked or amused."I’ll buy you a new one," he responded impatiently. In the next second, she was on the soft bed, her ripped shirt discarded.Stefan stood in front of her, reaching for his own shirt before pausing. Instead, he stretched his hands toward her. Dorothy stared at him, confused, but still took his hands."Undress me," Stefan said."What?" Dorothy blinked, as if she hadn’t he
The next morning, Dorothy squinted her eyes open. She felt weak, with a slight ache between her legs. She tried to stand, but a strong arm wrapped around her waist effortlessly. That was when she realized she was naked—and so was Stefan, lying beside her.Memories of last night came rushing back, and her cheeks flushed red. She carefully tried to remove Stefan's hand from her waist so she could slip into the bathroom, but his grip tightened."I told you to stop trying to run away from me," he murmured in a hoarse, drowsy tone, still half-asleep.Dorothy bit her lip. "Good morning," she greeted him softly."Good morning, love. How was your night?" he asked. The moment he did, more memories of last night flooded her mind and her cheeks couldn't help but grow pink.Dorothy cleared her throat. "Last night was... good."Stefan raised a brow, turning her over so she faced him. He wanted to see her expression."Just good?" He looked both amused and slightly offended."It was... last night...
The phone kept ringing, but Dorothy wouldn't pick up after seeing the caller's name. Ever since Finn's incident, she had decided to cut herself off from the Florence family. They were the reason of the major loss of her life and they made her believe she owed them a favor.A knock sounded at the door, and Chole stepped in. Dorothy's face brightened slightly."Chole, how are you?" Dorothy greeted cheerfully."I'm good, ma'am. I just came to say goodbye and drop off a little present for you," Chole said, taking out a small box."It's not much because I'm still trying to save money, but I hope you'll accept it," she added, handing the box to Dorothy."Thank you," Dorothy smiled. Barely a second later, Shalom stepped in with a wrapped box. Chole couldn't help but roll her eyes—something about her felt off."Miss, I'd love to say you're the best person I've ever worked with, even in such a short time. I hope you'll accept my goodbye gift," Shalom said with a smile, handing over the box."T
In a dark, cold, dusty basement, a woman sat with her hands tied behind her back. She looked tired and weak, having not eaten for days. The long door slowly creaked open, and light filled the room—it was the first light she had seen in days, almost blinding her.Footsteps approached her. A tall, familiar figure stood before her. He was not happy."What is your offense?" he asked with a dry expression.Shalom's heart pounded with fear. "Please... I didn't mean to do it. I was just angry and wanted my revenge," she cried."Revenge for what exactly? What did my wife ever do to you to make you want to kill her?" Stefan asked, and Shalom cried even harder.Stefan smirked and crouched beside her. "Your real name is not Shalom," he said. She gave him a surprised look, wanting to shake her head and deny it, but the fear gripping her body betrayed her.All this while, she had worked with Stefan, always overlooking him because of his disabilities. She had thought he was useless, incapable of do
Dorothy squinted her eyes open, where Stefan sat in front of her with an offended look playing on his face."Is everything alright?" Dorothy asked, noticing Stefan’s long face."It’s just your family keeps coming, trying to convince you to go home so they can read the family will," Stefan replied.Dorothy sighed, wondering why they hadn’t given up yet. If they wanted to read the family will, then she would be fine if they read it without her. Even if she inherited anything, she wouldn’t accept it.She suddenly thought of something. "I’ll go home," she told Stefan out of the blue."Why?" Stefan asked, his face a picture of confusion."Since they won’t leave me alone, I’ll go," she replied."Love, if you’re going there, then you must let me come with you. I can’t let you go to that family alone," Stefan said. He didn’t agree with her plan of going, but he knew she had something in mind, so he wouldn’t stop her."Sure, Stefan, you can come with me," Dorothy replied softly.Stefan removed
Congratulations! You’re seriously committed!If you've made it all the way to Chapter 50, you must be incredibly loyal. I’m pretty sure your partner adores you. But if you’re thinking of leaving… well, that’s a little sus. Cheater! Just kidding, just kidding.Big thanks to everyone for sticking with me on this ride! I’m glad we’re all having fun together!
The next morning, Mason stood by his car with Griffin, his hands in his pants pockets, watching as the guards searched for the basement key."So incompetent. Mr. Stefan just left you people with one job!" Kai said, shaking his head in disappointment.The guards had no idea how to explain what had happened. They had all strangely fallen asleep and could only hope that the lady was still in the basement, or else Stefan would not take kindly to them.One of the guards spotted the key on the floor, his face lighting up with happiness. "I found it!" he exclaimed, picking it up and rushing to open the door. As the door swung open, the guards began coughing.They pushed through the dust, their smiles fading when they found Emily lying lifeless on the ground. Her body looked shriveled and dried up.The guards murmured in confusion. None of them had received an order from Stefan to kill anyone, so they wondered who had done it. Meanwhile, Stefan looked up, troubled, watching from where he stoo
Agnes could swear that she almost fainted, but Clarissa caught her immediately."Charity? Are you out of your mind!?" Clarissa screamed, and Dorothy responded with a nonchalant shrug."I don't want anything from that man, and both of you already got fifteen percent. Why don’t we just give the orphanage the house, money, and car? They’ll really need it," Dorothy said dryly."I agree," Stefan nodded.Clarissa gritted her teeth, flying toward Dorothy and attempting to slap her, but Dorothy was quick enough to throw her own slap first. Clarissa, who hadn’t been slapped by anyone in a long time, couldn’t believe how much it hurt."You and Agnes should be ashamed! You know what your father did to me, right? I'm not related to you, not even by blood. For years, you made me believe you were doing me a favor, but your father killed my family just to take me. Now, what have I done to deserve any of that?" Dorothy screamed with teary eyes.Stefan, who was standing beside her, moved forward and g
Since Dorothy wasn't coming back until the weekend, Kade felt like he had no reason to stay at school and was set to leave when a familiar lady blocked his path."Where to, Kade? Don’t tell me you're leaving so soon," Kristina said with a smirk."What do you want?" Kade asked, frowning."Come on, lighten up at least. We’re not fighting, Kade. Since Dorothy is out with her husband, how about you and I go grab a drink?" Kristina asked, wiggling her brows playfully."I don’t drink, so I don’t care for one. Now excuse me," Kade tried to walk past, but Kristina blocked him."Then we can take a walk or do something else. Please don’t let me spend this Saturday alone," she pleaded.Kade sighed helplessly, and Kristina smiled widely. She knew what that look meant. Happily, she grabbed his arm and led him away."You won’t regret hanging out with me today. We’re going to have so much fun," she said excitedly as they left together.—In Stefan’s mansion, Dorothy was still sleeping. He had spent
It was a free Saturday. Dorothy had just finished taking her shower and was getting ready. She had spoken with Stefan yesterday, and he promised to come pick her up today. Maybe she could tell him about his mom.Someone knocked on her door, and her smile widened, thinking it was Stefan. She was still dressed in a revealing gown when she opened it—but to her dismay, it was Kai. He immediately turned his back while she quickly grabbed a bathrobe to cover herself, her cheeks flushing red."Do you go around answering your door dressed like that?" Kai couldn't help but ask."I'm sorry, I thought it was Stefan. He told me he was coming," Dorothy mumbled."Well, Stefan isn't here," Kai replied."Why?" Dorothy asked, a little disappointed. She had been excited to have him come over."An important business matter came up. He couldn't miss it, so he asked me to get you. Buzz me when you're completely dressed," Kai said before walking away.Dorothy sighed and was about to close the door, but a w
"Hi, my name is Beatrice," the woman introduced herself, and Dorothy paused, thinking hard about where she’d heard the name before. Then it clicked. Her eyes widened."You're... You..." the words caught in her throat. This had to be Stefan's mom. The resemblance was unmistakable."Can I come in, please?" Beatrice asked gently. Dorothy didn't know what to do. Should she kick her out or let her in? In the end, she went with the second option, opening the door for Beatrice.Silence followed. Dorothy stood six feet away, watching her closely, waiting for her to speak."I’ve been looking for you for some time now because... I need your help," Beatrice said, her eyes glassy with tears. "My son wants nothing to do with me—and I understand that. But I need you to bring us back together."Dorothy sat down for a moment, quiet, then finally responded, "You want me to help fix your relationship with your son?" she asked slowly, trying to grasp it."I just don't know what to do anymore...""Then w
Tristan stood in front of a warehouse with Fred by his side. Fred gave him a go-ahead smirk, and Tristan let out a small breath before opening the door. The warehouse was filled with boxes that looked exactly like the Everest Stock Exchange packages.Tristan gave Fred a questioning look, but Fred only kept smirking. He nodded at Tristan, silently urging him to go ahead. Tristan opened one of the packages and almost stumbled back.Inside were guns, drugs, and all sorts of illegal items.Tristan stared at Fred with wide eyes."My dear friend, people make a fortune from this. You just have to be smart about it. And I know you, Tristan—you’re capable of pulling something like this off," Fred said smoothly."What do you know?" Tristan asked, his voice low.Fred only laughed. His laugh grew louder by the second before he finally tapped Tristan’s shoulder."You don’t want me to get started. Just keep in mind that I know. So, do what you do best—and be wise about it," Fred said, giving him a
Dorothy got back to her room with the flowers in her hand. She walked to her cupboard and took out a box, opening it. It was filled with letters Stefan had been writing to her. She never threw them away, but she hadn’t read them yet.Taking the letters one by one and going through them, she could see how sorry Stefan was—and she thought maybe she overreacted. Picking up her phone, she reached for his number and dialed it.After one ring, Stefan picked up.“Love?” He sounded surprised. He wasn’t expecting a call from her—at least not yet.“I’m sorry. I overreacted,” Dorothy said with regret.Stefan sat up straight in his chair.“Love, you did not overreact. You had every right to be angry with me. I wouldn’t like it if someone tried to cheat their way into something either, and that’s why I feel terrible for what I did,” Stefan said softly.Dorothy bit her lips and nodded.“You’re my husband, and I don’t want us to fight over this. You don’t have to send more flowers or letters—I forgi
In VitMed, the lecture room was empty as the first class hadn’t started. Students were talking and laughing, some even sitting on Dorothy’s table, but as soon as they spotted her, they quickly stood up.Dorothy took her seat, and Kade sat behind her.The students kept stealing glances at her and murmuring. Whatever it was they were holding in, they didn’t dare say it to her face."That’s enough already. So what if she didn’t write the exam with us? I heard she wrote it last year and got the highest score," Beauty said to the group of girls murmuring around Dorothy."Yeah, she was the top scorer. Probably her husband bought that too," one of the girls replied with a loud scoff.Dorothy had had enough; she angrily stood up and walked toward them."What’s the matter with you people?" she asked irritably. "Especially you, Beauty, if you hate me, then do it openly like the other girls. You don’t have to be a snake about it," Dorothy was exasperated."These girls were totally talking shit a
Slap!Arthur's hand flew across Tristan's cheek the moment he spotted him. Tristan held his cheek, looking confused. His father had requested him, only to greet him with physical abuse."What did I do to deserve this, Father?" Tristan asked calmly, though he was boiling inwardly."You seriously asked me that question?" Arthur yelled. "Tristan, if I had a gun, I'd shoot you right now, shoot you countless times because I am very embarrassed!" He yelled painfully and threw a magazine toward him.Tristan slowly took his hand from his face and picked up the magazine. He opened it and began going through it."When you're done, tell me what you observed!" Arthur demanded.Tasha, who had just come back from work, hastened her steps toward Arthur. She had heard his scolding voice from outside and knew something was wrong."What's going on, Arthur? I've told you to be lenient with the way you treat your son!" Tasha stood beside Tristan as she spoke. She could see the handprint of Arthur on his
"Are you kidding me right now, Tasha? You looked me in the eyes and asked me to be a cleaner for your mansion!" Agnes was flaring up.Tasha leaned back in her chair, her facial expression innocent as she sipped on her drink."I never knew I was in the wrong here. I was only trying to help you, like you asked me to," Tasha said harmlessly, but she was laughing out loud in her mind."You need to think of something else. I can't stoop so low as to be a cleaner!" Agnes shook her head. She couldn't even picture herself dressed in a maid's outfit, scrubbing the floor with a brush. Ever since she was a kid, she had never done physical work, and she couldn't start now."I don't know what you want from me, Agnes. You literally begged me! You said you needed a job because you're broke, and I offered an available one, so why are you complaining?" Tasha was starting to feel offended."But look at what you're offering me, Tasha, you're asking me to be a...""Oh my God, I can't with you right now,
"You've got to be kidding me!" Clarissa exclaimed, her eyes widening as she took in her surroundings. She stood in front of a small, shabby-looking house, unable to believe her eyes as she analyzed everything."Please tell me this isn't where we'll be living now. Mom, of all the houses out there, is this really the best you could afford?" she complained, clearly displeased."This is what we can afford," Agnes replied with a shrug."You're kidding, Mom. Tell me you're kidding!" Clarissa refused to accept that this was her new home. Even the security guards back then when they still lived at the Florence household, had a better place than this.Clarissa wondered how low she had stooped, ger life was practically over, and she blamed Dorothy for it."Maybe if you had left the Florence household when I told you to, you wouldn’t have gone to jail. I wouldn’t have spent forever trying to fix things, and I could’ve found us a better place than this," Agnes said, rolling her eyes."Mom, why ar