Jake“You do not deserve to be your father's son,” Cindy said, her voice dripping with disdain. I felt my blood boil, my face flushing with anger. I wanted to slap her, to make her feel the pain that her words had caused. But I knew that wouldn't solve anything. It would only make things worse. So I took a deep breath, trying to keep my temper under control.“Cindy, that's not fair,” I said, my voice tight. “You don't know anything about me or my father.”“Oh, please,” she said, her laugh full of derision. “You think you know us so well? You think you're so much better than me?” I said to her as I met her gaze, refusing to back down.“I have done what I've done for a reason,” I said, my voice cool and confident. “And I'm not going to apologize for it.” “You should be ashamed of yourself,” she said, her eyes flashing with anger. I held her gaze, unyielding.“Why should I be ashamed of doing the right thing?” I asked, my voice firm. “Do you think what you did was the right thing? I

ZeldaDid Drake just kiss me?Well, he just did and then, without thinking, I did the one thing that seemed right. I kissed him back, our lips meeting in a rush of passion. We fought for dominance, our bodies pressed against each other. I lost myself at the moment, forgetting everything else.“Drake…..” I breathed deeply as his hands began to roam over my Cinderella gown. He starts to untie my dress, which clung to my heated body.In one swift breath, he kissed me again as my dress started to slide down from my body and down to my ankles and feet.He held my face firmly in one hand as he gave me a soft kiss less, and he used his other hand to slowly unbutton and bring down my trousers.The coolness of our room ignited my body as his fingers dragged along my pelvis and my upper thighs. I start to moan and toss my arms around his neck.He unclasps my bra, letting my boobs, and I let out a gasp.I felt a wave of shyness wash over me. I had never been in this situation before, and I didn'

ZeldaI watched Drake leave the room, his shoulders hunched and his head bowed. He looked defeated, and I could feel the tension in the air. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but I would rather not push him if he didn't want to talk.I know how it feels to have someone prying into your life, and I don't want to do that to anyone else. It's a fine line to walk, wanting to help but not wanting to intrude. I let out a sigh, my mind racing.The door opened, and a maid entered, a smile on her face. “Good morning, My lady,” she said, her voice cheerful. I smiled back at her, but my legs felt sore from the night before. The memory made my face flush, and I quickly tried to push it from my mind. I didn't want to think about it, I didn't want to remember. But it was hard to forget, the sensation remained fresh in my mind. I turned my attention to the maid, doing my best to focus on the present moment.I made my way to the bathroom, the maid following close behind. She helped me get ready,

ZeldaAs I tried to slow my racing heart, the woman stepped in front of me, blocking my path. She looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out where I had seen her before.“Excuse me,” I said, trying to step around her. But she refused to budge, her eyes fixed on me.“Do you think you can ever be our Luna?” she said, her voice filled with disgust. I was taken aback by her words, not understanding what she was talking about.“I… I don't know what you mean,” I stammered, my heart sinking.“You can never be the Luna or queen,” she repeated, her voice full of venom. “We don't want you here.”I felt like the world was collapsing around me, my mind spinning with so many questions.“You don't have to need me,” I said, a smile on my face. “Drake wants me, and that's what matters to me.” But she just laughed, a bitter, sarcastic laugh.“Oh, sweetheart,” she said, her voice dripping with scorn. “Drake will toss you aside like a used toy.”I felt like she had punched me in the gut, the words hit

DrakeAs I stood there, my thoughts were a chaotic mess. I felt like someone had played a cruel joke on me, but I couldn't think of who would do such a thing. My emotions were swirling around inside me, making it hard to focus. I felt angry, confused, and a bit scared. But mostly, I just felt overwhelmed. “How am I supposed to figure all this out?” I said aloud, my voice trembling. The stress of it all was starting to get to me.Suddenly, I remembered that my beta had mentioned a note. “Where's the note?” I asked, my frustration growing. “Oh, I forgot to bring it with me,” he said, looking sheepish.“Go get it now!” I said, my voice, rising.He turned and ran out the door, and I let out a sigh of frustration. Why was everything so complicated?As I waited for my beta to return, I paced around the office, my thoughts racing. I couldn't tell if I was scared or just anxious, but I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.Was something bad going to happen? Or was I just overreacting? I t