*Lisa's Pov*My name's Lisa Henderson, the lone child to my late parents. My life was like a tale of two chapters. The first chapter was filled with warmth and love. My mom, God rest her soul, was my guiding light until I turned 14. A year later, my dad remarried, bringing Eleanor my new step mom and her prickly daughter who's around my age into my life. While the typical drama of a stepfamily unfolded, I find myself missing my mother every single day. Seeing the way Eleanor pampers Vanessa didn't help things out. I questioned my father's rash decision to remarry within a year after mom ascended to heaven but, I wasn't selfish. I just wished he had chosen a better woman. I really don't know what he saw in the wicked witch of the west. Even though I wanted to hate him, I couldn't, he's all I had, especially during these trying times. Dad was my anchor, always assuring me that everything would be fine. And for a short period of time, I became used to the new living arrangements and
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, the black dress a stark contrast to the usual maid's attire I wore. insisted I dress right for the dinner with Vanessa's future in-laws. She knew the importance of appearances in their world.But tonight wasn't just dinner. It was a week to Vanessa's grand wedding to the supposed "World's most perfect bachelor," a man straight out of a fairy tale. Tall, dashing, and oozing with the aura of a prince. And I plan on claiming him as my own. One of the reasons Vanessa is exceptionally gutting for my throat is the fact that I am far more beautiful than her. Even when I wore a maid's outfit, I was blessed with my mother's natural beauty. Finishing my makeup, determination settled within me - The only thing that was on my mind was Revenge. I needed to be well-calculated, I won't rush things, I will act carefully. And with time, I will claim my birth-right and destroy the mother-daughter witches. Tonight would mark the start of my revenge and I wil
Gabriel's Pov.I started my day the same way as any handsome billionaire in his late twenties… "Is that all?" "Yes sir, that is everything you need to know about the meeting tomorrow." A video conference meeting. The man who just finished briefing me was my assistant and close friend - Gabe. "Good, I'll be sure to go through the documents you sent by then." "The schedule for the day sir?" "I have dinner with my in-laws. And stop it with the formalities. We're not in the office Gabe, it's weird having my best bud call me sir after every sentence." "I know, it makes you uncomfortable, and I like that." I rolled my eyes, "Asshole. Why don't you join us? Vanessa has a sister. Who knows, we might become in-laws." "Come with you to a dinner with your fiance whom I'm very much afraid of with the hopes of being hooked with her sister who might be just as bad as her? Nah, I'm good." "Come on Gabe, Vanessa's not that bad, she sees me for me. You had one misunderstanding." "She slappe
Lisa's Pov"For the last time, Vanessa - nothing happened." Its been a day since the dinner, Vanessa was hell bent on making me confess what it was that I did with Gabriel when she stormed off. "Don't play dumb with me, I always knew you had something against me, are you perhaps planning on taking revenge for trying to put you off with that old man? Like mother said - it's for your own good." "Why, yes. Yes I am. I'm going to steal Gabriel away from right between your clutches." I answered with a blunt expression. This caused Vanessa to laugh uncontrollably. "You should consider doing stand up comedy, maybe that's where your talent truly lies."Does she really underestimate me so much, or is she simply in denial? Well, I expected that reaction - Vanessa always saw me as a pushover, I hardly ever talk back so why would I be bold enough to pull off something like that?It was the perfect condition for me and I will make sure she regrets ever looking down on me the way she did. The
"Third Person POV"...It was on Saturday morning, Gabriel was alone in his house. Vennesa had stayed over but she had went out to see a friend. It was a boring moment, but everything changed when he welcomed an uninvited visitor. About 30minutes later, there was a knock at the door. He was startled. Who would be knocking on his door by that time of the day. Apart from that, he wasn't expecting anybody. "Who is that?" He asked without getting any response but knocking continued.He got up from the couch. "If you choose to keep quiet, I Will chooses to leave the door close." He threatened."Alright, it's me, Lisa. Come and open the door." "Lisa? What are you doing here?" He said, walking towards the door. He got to the door and opened it. He looked up to behold an erotic beauty. He have never seen Lisa in that type of dress. She was wearing a smooth clingy trouser and a tight crop top. Her hair looked as if she spent hours in the salon, not to talk about her face which looked e
Part of him had been wanting to see how her big her breasts looks like without bra. "Come on. You can't be standing there. Jump in let's swim together." She said.Gabriel hesitated and dove in. They swam around a bit. Gabriel was trying as much as possible to avoid her contacts. They had a great time before Lisa walked up the stairs and got out of the pool. Gabriel swam to the narrow side and settled. Lisa grabbed a towel and began to take her time, drying her body."So, where did she went to? Do you think she's coming back anytime soon?" She asked, as she bent over to dry her legs with the towel. Gabriel's eyes couldn't help but landed to her cleavage. Her breasts was pouring out of her bra, though the bra was strong enough to hold it. Lisa took her time, drying her legs, knowing that Gabriel must be feeding his eyes on her breasts. Satisfied, she looked up at him and he darted his eyes away."Yeah, but I'm not sure because she might decide to come back. Though she said she's going t
"I'm sure you are matured enough to know how this work. M...my ..my penis is getting hard because.." Gabriel could not finished and stumbled out before she interrupted after letting go of his dick. "Gosh! What did I hear you say? Cut that bullshit, Gabriel! What are you even saying? It's not called a penis. It's called a dick. I can see she's starting to get to you but don't worry, I will work that out of you fast. I just want you to stop pretending and admit that you want to have sex with me. Your dick is hard for me, Gabriel. I want you to accept the fact that you want to put your huge throbbing cock in my tight little pussy, and then we'll get down to business." Lisa said."I don't know what is giving you this confidence. I don't know what is making you to think that I want to have anything to do with you. I'm because you are seducing me, not because I want you. You are a disgrace to yourself, to womanhood and to your family. You just lost all the respect I have for you. You think
"Wow, we have a pretty big one here. Perfect seize for a big girl like me. So this is what Vanessa is enjoying." She said as she rubbed her hand around his length. "You are getting more harder around my hand. You like what I'm doing to you. I wonder how you will feel when i suck on it."Gabriel was just standing, allowing her to do whatever she wanted as if she had casted a spell on him. He could not even talk. The way she was rubbing him seemed to be different. The sensation was better and he doesn't want her to stop.Without saying anything, Lisa went down on her knee and looked up at her with a smile. Gabriel could not wait for her to suck him, even though his conscience was trying to change his mind. As she stroke him, he tried to push her hand away but she brushed off. "Stop acting as if you don't want this. Forget about Vanessa and enjoy this moment. Your dick is telling me that you really like what I'm doing and what I'm about to do." She said.Without getting any response,
Mike's mouth was partly agape. His eyes were bulging already. Any man would want to have a taste of those milk industries. Oh damn it! He was not any man. The lady in question was his freaking sister-in-law! Vicky hesitantly grabbed both boobs with her hands— a futile effort to cover it up. In between her fingers, the nipples were still pointing at Mike. It felt like they were telling him to come. “Damn it, Mike!! Get a fucking grip of yourself!” He thought in his mind. As if jolted back to reality, he turned swiftly. “Mickey,” Vicky's voice called him in a very cute manner. “Is there—” Mike didn't let her finish before cutting her off. “What the heck are you doing in my matrimonial chamber?” His voice was stern and rebuking. “Your matrimonial room,” Vicky said, feigning ignorance. “Oh, my bad. I had no idea. Didn't know which of the rooms you told me to go to.” “Y
On a cold and quiet night, the voice of Jennifer moaned melodiously as her husband, Mike rammed in and out of her. Beads of sweat were all over the head of the well built thirty year old man. “I love you, Mike,” Jennifer croaked out amidst the pleasure that was ravaging her entire body. “Call me daddy, sweetheart,” Mike's hoarse voice said, sending chills down the heavily aroused and sensitive body of his wife. “Daddy!!” Jennifer obeyed. The moment of pleasure lingered for a while before the two finally got to the height of the excitement. Jennifer hit orgasm with soft and tender cry accompanied by many body jerks. She came. Mike, on the other hand, shot his hot cum deep inside her. With that, he let his weight collapse on the bed. Not long after that, he carried Jennifer to the bathroom and washed her up. Jennifer was in bed, waiting for Mike to join her so they could sleep in a warm cuddle when his phone began to ring. “Babe, your phone is ringing,” she said. Mike finished wa
Epilogue . . . Rothschild came back home in anger and told Bella to leave his house. "Leave my house. I don't want to see you in my house anymore." Rothschild said. "What are you saying? What have came over you?" Bella asked. "Nothing. I just realized you have been deceiving me. I'm not impotent. Amelia just gave birth to my son." "And how sure are you that you are the father?" Bella asked and Rothschild slapped her across the face. "Don't say that in your life again. I ran a test and it confirmed that I'm okay. You have made me do terrible things. Now i want you to leave. I don't want you again." Rothschild said and it sparked an argument. It ended with Bella leaving his house. The next day, Mike went back to the hospital. He could not rest. Rothschild arrived at the hospital nearly breathless, trying to suppress the storm of emotions crashing against the walls of his heart. He needed to see Amelia, had to seek her out. He weaved through the clinical corridors, the scent
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon