Oliver Reynald, a twenty-seven-year-old man, disguises himself as a bodyguard for the youngest daughter of the Franklyn family, driven by a desire for revenge, particularly against Lucas Franklyn, whom he believes killed his mother. This long-held grudge leads Oliver to trap the youngest Franklyn daughter, Yoursa, making her fall in love with him. However, one truth Oliver has never known about his mother’s death—and his own identity—is that the mastermind behind her death has always been close by. As Oliver uncovers the full truth about his mother’s demise, his world unravels. As time goes on, Oliver becomes increasingly entangled in Yoursa’s life, and his heart is torn between his thirst for vengeance and the genuine affection that grows between them. Yoursa, initially caught as a victim in Oliver’s sinister plan, feels warmth and protection she has never experienced before. However, the peace they build together is threatened by the dark secrets lurking in the shadows. On their journey to uncover the truth, Oliver and Yoursa must battle the forces that seek to tear them apart, including betrayal from those closest to them. Can Oliver bring justice for his mother while preserving the love they’ve found? Or will his thirst for revenge destroy everything, even the most precious of relationships? In this emotionally charged tale, Oliver’s decisions will shape their futures and test the limits of true love, which may endure even when shackled by secrets and lies. In a world where loyalty is fleeting, and enemies disguise themselves as allies, Oliver must confront the ghosts of his past and decide what truly matters—his quest for revenge or the unexpected love that has blossomed amidst the darkness. Can their love survive the haunting legacy of betrayal, or will it crumble beneath the weight of unforgiven.
View MoreOliver took a full mouthful of Yoursa's two round, rubbery objects, one after the other, without pausing. Until the woman under the support couldn't help but let out a sexy sigh."O-Olive... Ah..." Yoursa sighed in between suctioning the mouth of the man who was fondling her.Oliver continued to sip on the two boneless mounds, sipping fully in his mouth; his tongue also extended to play on Yoursa's pink nipple that had stiffened.Another sigh escaped Yoursa's mouth, unable to resist the touch of sensation that Oliver gave her with his tongue."This is so crazy!" said Yoursa, feeling incomparable pleasure."And you're driving me crazy, baby," Oliver replied. Pausing his sip and breathing heavily from the passion that was burning through her body.Then, Oliver kisses, sipping every inch of Yoursa's body downward, stopping between Yoursa's legs.He pulls down his hot pants and rips off Yoursa's only peanut covering, which is the same color as her nipples, pink.Once there is no longer an
After Yoursa finished dinner, she returned to her room upstairs after saying goodbye to her parents and brother."Mom, Dad, Al, I'm returning to my room. Good night," said Yoursa. Saying goodbye."Good night, princess. Don't go anywhere else."Yoursa just nodded and went up the stairs to her room.As Yoursa passed through the hallway to her room, she noticed Oliver's door was slightly open. With curiosity, Yoursa entered the man's room. Before she went downstairs, Oliver's room door was not open at all.When Yoursa was inside Oliver's room, the room was a little dark, with minimal light. Only a few lights illuminated Oliver's room.Yoursa looked around Oliver's room, circling the man's room. And fixated on an old photograph. The image was no longer clear."Whose picture is this?" asked Yoursa, looking at the picture of a woman. She was probably the same age as her mommy."But why isn't her face so clear?" Yoursa also looked at the photo, which showed the part of the face that had fade
Yoursa woke up to the gentle caress on her hair. She turned to see who was stroking her."Mom," Yoursa said, noticing her mother sitting on the bed."Did you sleep well, princess?" Ashley asked, still stroking Yoursa's hair."Maybe because I was tired, I slept so soundly. But why are you in my room, Mom? And what time is it now?""It's seven in the evening. Get up quickly, freshen yourself up, and come downstairs. Daddy is waiting at the dining table," Ashley replied to her daughter's question, instructing her to clean up before coming down for dinner."So, it's already evening. In that case, I'll get ready before joining Mom and Dad for dinner." Yoursa got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.Meanwhile, elsewhere.Oliver had just arrived at the Franklyn residence, his expression carefully composed into an emotionless mask. He was ready to face that bastard Lucas!As soon as Oliver entered, Alarich blocked his path."Well, look who's here my sister's new personal bodyg
Alarich heard a familiar sound outside the mansion and decided to check the front. To his surprise, he saw his youngest sister with her friend Xander, the son of his father's friend, Frans—kissing Yoursa inside the car."Are they in a relationship?" Alarich wondered to himself."But it doesn't matter. This way, Yoursa has someone to look after her, and there's no need for that damn personal bodyguard anymore," he continued, supporting the idea of Yoursa being with Xander.Alarich then stood frozen at the front door like a statue, waiting for his sister to come inside so he could interrogate her.Alarich waited for Yoursa at the door for about ten minutes, but his troublesome sister didn't come in and instead stood outside, rambling about useless things.Finally, Alarich first greeted Yoursa, making her realize he was standing behind her."So, you decided to come home?" Alarich asked, staring at Yoursa, demanding an explanation."Al—Alarich! Since when were you there?" Yoursa stammered
Yoursa decided to go home with Xander without telling Oliver, not caring if he would come looking for her.Last night, the bag she was wearing was left with her cell phone, which she didn't bring; it was just placed on the dressing table in Yoursa's room.Then Yoursa approached Xander, who was waiting for her while playing with his cell phone."Xander, let's go. While it's still daytime we can take a walk first," said Yoursa, who had changed her clothes.Xander looked closely at Yoursa from the bottom to the top; his gaze did not escape Yoursa's perfect, sexy body, plus Yoursa's clothes that looked beautiful in his eyes.Yoursa wore a bone-white mini dress with spaghetti straps on the front as a fastener between the left and right sides until Yoursa's breasts poked out."Put this on." Xander removed his jacket and gave it to Yoursa to cover her twin balls."No! I don't want to wear your jacket," Yoursa refused, not liking the clothes she was wearing mixed with other garments."Honey,
Oliver continued to sip on Yoursa's clitoral gland until it made the woman shake violently; her body was lifted to get more stimulation from Oliver under her core center."Ah... Oliver harder," Yoursa pleaded, asking Oliver to suck harder on her clitoral gland.However, Oliver did not want to comply with Yoursa's request; he preferred to end the game down there.Yoursa looked frustrated as Oliver played with her when her love juices were about to come out, but it didn't happen because Oliver stopped halfway."Asshole! You-" swore Yoursa with a gasp. Frustrated at not being able to release her juices."Why, don't you like it?" asked Oliver, satisfied. Seeing Yoursa's frustrated face."You're playing me on purpose, huh! You bastard!""I'm not playing you, baby. I just wanted to give you a little punishment for daring to kiss another man in front of me, and you must remember, Yoursa, everything on you belongs to me. Only I can touch you, kiss you and even be inside your pleasure crater,
Oliver could only watch Yoursa from a distance, monitoring her with the man she met the previous night.The annoyance in Oliver's heart was about to boil over. Seeing Yoursa's closeness with that damn man. Plus, the man had brought flowers for Yoursa. With his eyes focused on Yoursa's body."Damn it! You're really testing me, Yoursa. Just look what I'm going to give you, a fitting punishment for a backstabbing woman like you," Oliver said—monologuing to himself. His gaze remained focused on Yoursa and that damn man.While on the other side.Xander was waiting for Yoursa's answer, which the woman never replied to.He hoped Yoursa would accept his love and promised that, after completing his work in Paris, Xander would propose to her. He planned to ask Uncle Lucas and Aunt Ashley for their blessing to make Yoursa the only queen in his life.He never got an answer from Yoursa. Xander smiled wryly. He knew Yoursa only thought of him as her brother, nothing more. His dream of getting Yours
Oliver supported Yoursa even more under his body. His eyes gazed into Yoursa's blue eyes, which were as beautiful as the blue of the sea that ruled the ocean.Yoursa was stunned as his piercing eagle eyes looked at her intensely, deeply."Are you deliberately encouraging men to see you in such a lackluster outfit?" asked Oliver, finally.Yoursa blinked her eyes repeatedly, surprised to hear Oliver's description of the clothes she was wearing lacking material."What do you mean Oliver?" asked Yoursa, not understanding.Oliver didn't answer with words but rather with his hands creeping over every inch of Yoursa's body, starting at the top right at Yoursa's slender neck and stopping at her twin balls."Are you intentionally showing my two favorite rubbery things to other people, huh!" asked Oliver while playing with Yoursa's two boneless rubbery things."Ah... O-- Oliver!" moaned Yoursa as Oliver's mischievous hands squeezed her two rubbery things."Yes baby, enjoy," replied Oliver, cont
"Please forgive my granddaughter. Yoursa is very hard like her brother Alarich, but behind her hard nature Yoursa is a gentle and loving girl, don't take Yoursa's words to heart," Whitney said."No problem Mrs. Collins. I'm used to Yoursa's nature and attitude even though I've only been her personal bodyguard for a few days but I understand her.""I hope you have a lot of patience with Yoursa's nature and her out-of-the-box attitude. You'd better get some rest, the maid will take you to the room next to Yoursa's, and let Yoursa granny do the talking," Whitney replied, telling Oliver to get some rest before lunch was served.Whitney called one of her maids, escorting Maria—her maid in the mansion to the guest room upstairs next to Yoursa's room."Lenka, take Oliver to the guest room upstairs, and you might as well call my two grandchildren downstairs," Whitney requested, telling Lenka to take Oliver to his room.After telling her maid to take Oliver, Matthew sighed. "Are you sure you'r
A three-year-old boy, his life is very sad, unlike other children his age. Living in an inadequate environment, lack of education, or lack of upbringing from parents.Oliver Reynold, a three-year-old boy, has experienced the cruel world. He lives with his uncle Rustic, who is an addict, a drunk, a gambler, and even a pickpocket. To make ends meet. Sometimes—Rustic Hernandez borrowed money from loan sharks for enormous sums of money. So, Oliver was often tormented by his uncle if he did not comply with his uncle's wishes.The little boy could not resist his uncle's great power. He couldn't even fight back. And only silence is his protector.The people around the neighbourhood could not help him because Rustic threatened to kill them if any of them helped Oliver.Sometimes, Oliver wanted to be like other children. To be loved by their families. But that was all impossible for Oliver to get. Because he didn't know who his parents were. All he knew was that his mother was already on God's...
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