(Warning: This chapter contains mature themes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.)
The days melted away, and it had been a month since Lily had moved into Ethan’s mansion. Her in-laws treated her with kindness, and she felt a genuine sense of acceptance from them. Mommy Maita was a true gem, always radiating warmth and kindness. Lily often found herself in the mansion's beautiful garden, bonding with her when she wasn't at school. She helped her care for her precious plant collection, a testament to her love for nature.
Meanwhile, Daddy Ramon, a man of quiet contemplation, spent most of his time in his studies. As for Ethan, her husband, a month had passed since he last graced their home with his presence. Ever since that dreadful incident in their room, Jane hadn't seen him. Mommy Maita explained that he was consumed by his business, often spending nights at the office or staying at his condo. Honestly, Lily was secretly relieved not to see him, as fear still gripped her heart.
Miya and Rafael, her loyal friends, were always by her side at school. Despite having different courses, their bond remained strong, unbreakable by academic schedules.
Lily hadn't returned to her old house since her confrontation with Mom, and communication had ceased. The last news she received was that Rosy had left for Europe. She still carried the weight of their disapproval, feeling like she had no value in their eyes. Perhaps focusing on her studies was the key to building a life of her own.
One morning, as they were tending to Mom's garden, she said, "Lily, my dear, Daddy Ramon and I are going to Shanghai tomorrow. We would love to take you with us for a vacation, but I know you have school. Maybe you can join us during your break."
"Really, Mom? Shanghai is beautiful! But I have school, and it would feel awkward for me to join your trip with Dad. It's a bonding experience," Lily replied with a hesitant smile.
Mom chuckled, "Oh, my dear, how many times do I have to tell you not to be shy with us? You're like our child now, so forget about feeling awkward." Lily smiled back, feeling a surge of gratitude for her acceptance and the sense of belonging she had given her.
"Mom, can I ask you something? If it's okay?" Lily asked cautiously.
"Of course, my dear. What is it?" she replied.
"Why are you so kind to me?" Lily asked, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks.
Mom smiled warmly, "You know, when I first met you, I knew you were a decent woman. I have a good feeling about you."
"Even if I'm not really Ethan’s dream girl?" Lily asked, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
"Lily, your sister, and I have met several times. She's kind too, but you have a tenderness that sets you apart. There's something about you that makes me feel good. You're kind, and I'm happy you became my son's wife. I know you'll be a good wife to him. I just hope you learn to love each other," Mom explained, her voice filled with sincerity.
"I hope you extend your patience to him. I will always pray to God that my son can only love you. You are a very kind girl, and I can't say enough about your behavior," she said, taking Lily’s hands in hers.
"Mom, I don't know what to say. But thank you very much for accepting me. Thank you for making me feel important," Lily said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Of course, my dear. Just promise me you'll try to understand Ethan for now, alright? Don't give up. I still want you in our lives," Mom said, a gentle smile gracing her lips.
Lily nodded slowly, even though she knew in her heart that their future together was uncertain. This was temporary, and Rosy would return eventually. She had to prepare herself for that day.
"Okay, my dear, let's go. The sun is getting strong," Mom said, her voice filled with concern.
"Okay, Mom," Lily replied, following her back inside the mansion.
A few days passed, and Mom and Dad left for Shanghai. Lily wasn't sure how long they would be gone, as they might travel to other countries to unwind. She was left in the mansion with the staff, and she felt a sense of peace being alone, especially since Ethan still hadn't returned.
It would be fine with her if he didn't come home. She knew he didn't accept her as his wife. He hated her.
As night fell, Lily was preparing for bed when she heard a knock on her door. She was surprised to see Ethan standing there. As always, he was handsome, his features sharp and defined. He must have arrived earlier because he was already in casual clothes. Lily hadn't noticed him coming into the mansion, as she rarely left her room.
"Hello there. Miss me?" he greeted her with a charming smile.
"Ethan, why are you here? Mom and Dad are in Shanghai," Lily stammered, caught off guard.
"I know, dear," he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "My wife seems to be blooming even more." He moved closer, his hand gently caressing her cheek.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Lily asked, instinctively stepping back, trying to avoid his touch. He moved closer, taking her shoulder and bringing his face near her ear.
"It's much better that Mom isn't here now. We can do whatever we want," he whispered, his voice laced with a chilling intensity.
Lily was horrified by his words. A shiver ran down her spine. "Oh, what do you mean?" she asked, confusion clouding her mind.
He stared intently at her face, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "You'll find out later." He suddenly leaned in and pressed his lips against hers.
Lily was shocked. It was as if thousands of volts of electricity surged through her body. She felt his tongue pushing against her lips, trying to pry them open. Her mouth remained closed, and she didn't know how to react.
She felt his hand slipping inside her blouse, caressing her breast. Her lips parted involuntarily as he took advantage of the opening, his tongue invading her mouth. He planted a deep kiss on her lips, his hand squeezing her breast.
He pressed his lips against hers, and then Lily felt his kiss trail down her neck. He S******p her on the neck, and she knew it would leave a mark. It felt strangely good, like she was floating on a cloud. He finally removed her blouse, revealing the full size of her breasts. He guided her to lie down on the bed, his eyes fixed on her chest.
After a while, Lily felt his lips on one of her tubs. She was shocked because she felt a sharp pain. He sucked it like a baby, his other hand squeezing her other breast. She didn't know what to do. She struggled, but Ethan was stronger. He ignored her struggle and continued what he was doing. Soon, she felt his hand moving down, trying to remove her pajamas.
Lily realized she was left wearing only her panties. He looked at her with desire in his eyes, a predatory smile playing on his lips. "I'm going to claim you again and again tonight. I haven't been home in a long time, so this is my chance," he said, his voice a low growl. His kiss traveled down to her stomach, sending a wave of panic through her. She tried to get up, but he stopped her.
"Let me taste this first," he said, his eyes widening with anticipation. He then removed her panties and licked her w*******d. Her body arched involuntarily with pleasure, a sensation she couldn't explain. It was her first time, and she didn't know if she should cry or moan. The pleasure was overwhelming, a release of something deep within her.
He finally took off her panties. He stared at her exposed womanhood, a smile spreading across his face. "Wow, beautiful. I didn't think you were this beautiful," he said, and then she felt his mouth on her p***y. He sipped it and bit her tongue, sending waves of pleasure through her. She didn't know where to turn her head from the overwhelming sensation.
"Ah Ethan, that's right. I've conceived," Lily said, confused.
"Go ahead, just take it out. Let me taste your j**e first, Lily. You are really tasty," he said, his lips pressing against her shell.
", there's Ethan. ," Lily said out loud, her knees almost buckling as something came out of her.
" I heard Ethan sucking on her shell. He swallowed all ***** Lily felt ashamed because of what she did.
"Your so Tasty, Lily," he said as he lay on top of her.
Lily was ashamed to look at him. His face was serious, his eyes fixed on her. After a while, he kissed her again, and she responded because she loved it too.
She had learned his way of kissing. It was okay. She had to admit that she liked what Gabriel was doing. There was probably nothing wrong with letting go because they were married. Maybe it was normal for them to do this.
She felt him move away from her. When she looked, he was already taking off his clothes. He stared at her naked body, and she swallowed, her heart pounding as she saw his physique. Six-pack abs, a testament to his time at the gym. When he removed his briefs, she was overwhelmed by the size and length of his m*****d. It seemed to salute her and was still throbbing.
"It's big. Wait, can I do that?" Lily whispered to herself, fear creeping into her voice.
He smirked softly, his eyes fixed on her. "This will take you to heaven, Lily. Trust me." He moved towards her again, kissing her passionately on the lips while one of his hands twisted her out with his.....
His other hand caressed her body and then groped her p***y again. He tried to insert his f****r into her hole but then removed it.
Lily was overwhelmed by his actions. She felt his Ike at the opening of her v****a. It was hard and long.
After a while, he lifted her legs. She obeyed, because she wanted this too. Why should she resist? She loved Ethan’s doing it, and they got married. It was probably normal for them to do this.
"Ready for me, Lily?" he said, his masculinity taking a position and pulling out. Lily screamed at what he did. It felt like her whole body was being torn apart. Ethan was stunned for a moment. He stared at her in shock, his eyes questioning her.
"How?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion. "Your v****n? Did something happen to us? How come you're still a v****n?"
Lily couldn't answer and closed her eyes tightly. She felt him wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes.
She hadn't noticed that she was in tears because of the pain. A few moments later, she felt his gentle lips on her forehead. "I'm sorry, but I have to continue what I've started. I know you're struggling, but it will go away soon. Trust me, sweetheart," he whispered, his voice filled with a soothing warmth. It was the first time he called her "sweetheart," and it felt like a caress to her heart.
Lily kissed Ethan back, responding to his desire. She hugged him tightly. He continued thrusting, and she couldn't help but moan in pleasure. She felt like she was being transported to a realm of ecstasy.
He stopped for a moment and stared at her. Lily smiled to show him she was okay. A few moments later, she felt him moving inside her again. She was amazed because, for a few moments, she felt the pain disappear, replaced by a mysterious sensation of pleasure.
"Yes, sweetheart, that's how it is. You are superb. You're so t***t," Ethan whispered as he kissed her lips.
Ethan. Go ahead. It feels good," Lily mumbled, her voice barely recognizable. Her eyes were also watering.
After a while, Ethan suddenly stopped. He guided her to another position. He made her lie down on the bed, her face buried in the pillow, while he knelt behind her and suddenly inserted his humming c***k. He continued to ride her. There was no fatigue, and Lily almost cried from whining. "Hmmm... ."
Lily almost screamed at the strange taste she felt. She couldn't believe that there was anything better than the previous position they had done.
She felt her p***y was full of what he did. She also heard the sound of their p ******k. She felt incomparable pleasure now.
She almost fell into bed because of the stinging j*b that Ethan released from her. She could also hear weak sounds from him.
“S**t, Sweetheart. Yeahhhhh, you taste really good. Ohhh,” he moaned softly.
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Lily lay in bed, completely still, her soft, steady breaths the only sound in the dimly lit room. Ethan had been watching her sleep for what felt like hours. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was fascination. Or maybe it was because, for the first time in his life, a woman had managed to completely mess with his head.He still couldn't believe it, she had been a virgin.Every assumption he had about that night, about her, was crumbling in front of him. He had spent an entire month drowning in regret, convinced he'd ruined her. But nothing had happened. They’d woken up undressed, next to each other, but nothing had happened. Someone had orchestrated this….someone had set them up.Who?His fingers brushed over her cheek, barely touching, as if testing reality. She didn’t stir. That peaceful, innocent face. He had never looked at her like this before, never noticed how
The morning sun streamed through the slits of the curtains, rousing Lily from her sleep. Her body ached as though she had run a marathon, and yet, the only thing she had run from was her own thoughts. The events of the night before flooded her mind, Ethan’s relentless energy, his forceful, unyielding passion. The memory of it was enough to make her shiver, both from the pleasure and the pain that lingered in her body.She groaned as she attempted to sit up. The dull ache in her thigh was a reminder of everything that had happened, and it only grew sharper as she moved. But when she glanced at the clock on the nightstand, her eyes widened in surprise. It was already eight o’clock. The day had started without her, but it didn’t seem to matter. She wasn’t in any rush.Her body felt heavy, sluggish, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Ethan’s passion had drained her completely. Her stomach churned as she pushed herself out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. The warm water of the show
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Lily had spent the entire day with Miya, wandering through the city, her mind preoccupied with the endless chatter of her friend. Now, back in her room, the only thing she craved was solitude. She stepped into the bathroom, the warm water washing away the fatigue that had built up over the day. It was Sunday, and Lily was determined to relax, read a few chapters for school, and maybe let herself drift into a peaceful nap.The steam in the bathroom wrapped around her like a comforting embrace. The hot water soothed her muscles, and her thoughts slowly began to clear. But as she stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, she froze.In the middle of her room, sitting on the sofa with a relaxed, almost casual demeanor, was Ethan. His eyes flicked up to meet hers the moment she emerged, and she could feel the heat rush to her face. Was this a dream? A nightmare? Or something else en
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Rosy stared at the blank wall, a million anxious thoughts swirling in her head. She never imagined this would happen. James, her manager, the man she’d trusted implicitly for five years, had revealed himself to be a monster. He wasn’t the supportive figure she’d known; he was a predator, and she was his prey.It had started the moment she arrived in Paris. A celebratory drink, her guard down, and then… the violation. She’d been drunk, vulnerable. He’d taken advantage, betraying her trust in the most brutal way. He’d confessed to watching her for years, yearning for her, unable to act because Ethan, her boyfriend, had always been there. He knew everything about her…. her career, her personal life, even the intimate details of her past relationships. It was a chilling realization."Oh, you’re finally awake," he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "What time is it? Still lying
The shrill cry of Lily’s alarm clock tore through the stillness of the morning, pulling her from the warmth of sleep. School. Ugh. She groaned and rubbed her eyes, only to feel the comforting weight of someone’s arms around her. She froze. Ethan. His body was pressed against hers, warm and solid, and she immediately felt that familiar rush of both anxiety and attraction.“Where are you going? Is it too early?” Ethan’s voice was soft, thick with sleep as he held her even tighter, like he didn’t want to let go.Lily hesitated for a moment, trying to escape the pull of his embrace. “I have school today. I need to get ready. I might be late.”“Fine,” Ethan murmured, sounding almost disappointed. “I’ll take you to school.”Lily blinked, surprised. Ethan offering to take her to school? That was new. Since... well, since everything had changed between them, he hadn’t been the same. Gone was the angry, distant man she had known. Now, there was something softer, more concerned in his voice. Sh
Miya’s POVMiya! Miya! Miya!Rafael’s voice snapped me out of my daze. I blinked, realizing he had been standing there for a while, staring at me like I had grown a second head."Ah!" I jumped a little. "How long have you been standing there, creep?""Long enough to wonder what the hell is wrong with your face." He squinted at me, tilting his head like I was some kind of weird specimen. "Did you lose a fight to a raccoon?"I rolled my eyes. "Ha-ha, very funny, Raf. If you must know, we got into a fight yesterday. And now, my brother and Ethan are being dragged to the guidance office along with those two brats' parents.""Okay… and? Why do you look like you swallowed a lemon?" he asked, still unimpressed."Because Ethan is demanding that if my brother and our school can’t justify what happened to Lily and me yesterday, the whole damn school will be shut down." I crossed my arms, my irritation growing."What?!" Rafael's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Wait—Ethan? As in your brother's so-call
Lily’s eyes snapped open, the rapid thudding of her heart the first thing she felt, heavy and frantic. She sat up, breath catching in her throat as her surroundings came into focus. Her head felt like a jackhammer was pounding inside, her body stiff and clammy. As she scanned the room, panic gripped her. She was completely undressed.What the hell happened?Her pulse raced, but the last thing she could remember was Alice's 21st birthday party, crowded, loud, filled with people who were laughing, drinking, and dancing. After that? A black hole.Her hands instinctively grabbed the nearest blanket, pulling it around her to cover the bare skin. Please don’t let this be real, she thought, eyes darting to the figure lying next to her.A man.A man she didn’t know.Her breath caught in her throat, heart pounding even harder as he stirred in the bed. Slowly, he turned, the sunlight filtering through the window casting shadows across his face, and then, shit.It was Ethan.Rosy’s boyfriend. Th
Rosy sat in the garden, cross-legged on the soft grass, her gaze fixed on the horizon. A faint, knowing smile tugged at the corner of her lips. It wasn’t one of joy, but of triumph, of having put everything in place exactly as she had planned. The scent of blooming roses mixed with the smoky fragrance of her cigarette as she took a long drag, feeling the warmth spread through her body. With a lazy flick of her wrist, she stubbed it out in the ashtray, the last puff of smoke curling up into the air like a secret she was about to share.Her plan was brilliant. Cold-blooded, yes, but brilliant. It had taken a lot to get Ethan to propose, but now that he had, Rosy found herself staring down a future she wasn’t quite ready for. The ring on her finger felt like an anchor, weighing her down with expectations she wasn’t prepared to meet. She loved Ethan, sure. But her real love? It was the catwalk, the flash of cameras, the endless chase for fame. And Ethan? Well, he came from a family that ex
Miya’s POVMiya! Miya! Miya!Rafael’s voice snapped me out of my daze. I blinked, realizing he had been standing there for a while, staring at me like I had grown a second head."Ah!" I jumped a little. "How long have you been standing there, creep?""Long enough to wonder what the hell is wrong with your face." He squinted at me, tilting his head like I was some kind of weird specimen. "Did you lose a fight to a raccoon?"I rolled my eyes. "Ha-ha, very funny, Raf. If you must know, we got into a fight yesterday. And now, my brother and Ethan are being dragged to the guidance office along with those two brats' parents.""Okay… and? Why do you look like you swallowed a lemon?" he asked, still unimpressed."Because Ethan is demanding that if my brother and our school can’t justify what happened to Lily and me yesterday, the whole damn school will be shut down." I crossed my arms, my irritation growing."What?!" Rafael's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Wait—Ethan? As in your brother's so-call
The shrill cry of Lily’s alarm clock tore through the stillness of the morning, pulling her from the warmth of sleep. School. Ugh. She groaned and rubbed her eyes, only to feel the comforting weight of someone’s arms around her. She froze. Ethan. His body was pressed against hers, warm and solid, and she immediately felt that familiar rush of both anxiety and attraction.“Where are you going? Is it too early?” Ethan’s voice was soft, thick with sleep as he held her even tighter, like he didn’t want to let go.Lily hesitated for a moment, trying to escape the pull of his embrace. “I have school today. I need to get ready. I might be late.”“Fine,” Ethan murmured, sounding almost disappointed. “I’ll take you to school.”Lily blinked, surprised. Ethan offering to take her to school? That was new. Since... well, since everything had changed between them, he hadn’t been the same. Gone was the angry, distant man she had known. Now, there was something softer, more concerned in his voice. Sh
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Rosy stared at the blank wall, a million anxious thoughts swirling in her head. She never imagined this would happen. James, her manager, the man she’d trusted implicitly for five years, had revealed himself to be a monster. He wasn’t the supportive figure she’d known; he was a predator, and she was his prey.It had started the moment she arrived in Paris. A celebratory drink, her guard down, and then… the violation. She’d been drunk, vulnerable. He’d taken advantage, betraying her trust in the most brutal way. He’d confessed to watching her for years, yearning for her, unable to act because Ethan, her boyfriend, had always been there. He knew everything about her…. her career, her personal life, even the intimate details of her past relationships. It was a chilling realization."Oh, you’re finally awake," he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "What time is it? Still lying
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Lily had spent the entire day with Miya, wandering through the city, her mind preoccupied with the endless chatter of her friend. Now, back in her room, the only thing she craved was solitude. She stepped into the bathroom, the warm water washing away the fatigue that had built up over the day. It was Sunday, and Lily was determined to relax, read a few chapters for school, and maybe let herself drift into a peaceful nap.The steam in the bathroom wrapped around her like a comforting embrace. The hot water soothed her muscles, and her thoughts slowly began to clear. But as she stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, she froze.In the middle of her room, sitting on the sofa with a relaxed, almost casual demeanor, was Ethan. His eyes flicked up to meet hers the moment she emerged, and she could feel the heat rush to her face. Was this a dream? A nightmare? Or something else en
The morning sun streamed through the slits of the curtains, rousing Lily from her sleep. Her body ached as though she had run a marathon, and yet, the only thing she had run from was her own thoughts. The events of the night before flooded her mind, Ethan’s relentless energy, his forceful, unyielding passion. The memory of it was enough to make her shiver, both from the pleasure and the pain that lingered in her body.She groaned as she attempted to sit up. The dull ache in her thigh was a reminder of everything that had happened, and it only grew sharper as she moved. But when she glanced at the clock on the nightstand, her eyes widened in surprise. It was already eight o’clock. The day had started without her, but it didn’t seem to matter. She wasn’t in any rush.Her body felt heavy, sluggish, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Ethan’s passion had drained her completely. Her stomach churned as she pushed herself out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. The warm water of the show
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Lily lay in bed, completely still, her soft, steady breaths the only sound in the dimly lit room. Ethan had been watching her sleep for what felt like hours. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was fascination. Or maybe it was because, for the first time in his life, a woman had managed to completely mess with his head.He still couldn't believe it, she had been a virgin.Every assumption he had about that night, about her, was crumbling in front of him. He had spent an entire month drowning in regret, convinced he'd ruined her. But nothing had happened. They’d woken up undressed, next to each other, but nothing had happened. Someone had orchestrated this….someone had set them up.Who?His fingers brushed over her cheek, barely touching, as if testing reality. She didn’t stir. That peaceful, innocent face. He had never looked at her like this before, never noticed how
(Warning: This chapter contains mature themes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.)The days melted away, and it had been a month since Lily had moved into Ethan’s mansion. Her in-laws treated her with kindness, and she felt a genuine sense of acceptance from them. Mommy Maita was a true gem, always radiating warmth and kindness. Lily often found herself in the mansion's beautiful garden, bonding with her when she wasn't at school. She helped her care for her precious plant collection, a testament to her love for nature. Meanwhile, Daddy Ramon, a man of quiet contemplation, spent most of his time in his studies. As for Ethan, her husband, a month had passed since he last graced their home with his presence. Ever since that dreadful incident in their room, Jane hadn't seen him. Mommy Maita explained that he was consumed by his business, often spending nights at the office or staying at his condo. Honestly, Lily was secretly relieved not to see him, as fear still g
The early morning sunlight filtered through the large windows, spilling its golden glow across the room, illuminating the chaos of Jane's new reality. It hit her like a slap in the face, as if the universe was mocking her. There was no going back. Gone were the carefree days of youth, no more carefree mornings with thoughts of the future that didn't involve forced decisions or heavy burdens.She glanced at herself in the mirror, her heart aching. Her reflection looked the same as always, but the person staring back at her felt like a stranger. The agreement her parents, Mommy Maita and Daddy Ramon, had made sealed her fate. Uncle Jonny, their driver, was waiting outside, ready to cart her off to school like nothing had changed. She felt small, swallowed by the weight of their expectations.Her life was no longer her own. It was their game, their rules. A puppet dancing to their tune.She slipped into the car, her chest tight with the weight of everything she couldn't change. She tried
The clock on the nightstand blinked 6:00 PM, a cruel reminder of how quickly everything had unraveled. Marriage. A forced one. It still felt surreal, like she was trapped in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. The weight of the ring on her finger seemed to press down harder with every passing moment.Lily glanced at herself in the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back. She wasn’t the same girl from a few days ago, not even close. A wife now, she thought bitterly, though it hardly felt like she’d chosen it. She’d been thrust into it. A part of her longed for some escape, some semblance of control over her life. The bathroom offered a fleeting comfort, a small sanctuary from the looming chaos.But that moment was short-lived. A knock at the door startled her, pulling her from her thoughts.Sighing, she opened it. A young maid stood there, her crisp uniform and uneasy expression all too familiar.“Young Lady, dinner is ready. Ma’am and Sir are waiting for you in the dining room,”