LOGINIsabella The car pulled into a big driveway. Lights were on inside, but it looked empty outside. The mansion was huge, all dark stone and tall windows. Like something out of a movie, but I didn’t feel like looking. I just wanted to run again. As soon as we stopped, I tried to open the door. “Stop the car! Let me out!” But the driver locked the doors. Luca’s voice came again from the front. “Don’t make me drag you inside, girl.”I sat there shaking, fists clenched so tight my nails hurt my palms. I could feel the fight leaving me slow, like someone was squeezing the air out of my lungs. I didn’t know where I was. I didn’t know who this man really was. All I knew was that my life had just been taken away in the blink of an eye. And the worst part? He was looking at me right now like I was just something he had to keep.The door opened. He stepped out first, tall and quiet. Then he walked around to my side. I braced myself, ready to kick again. But he didn’t touch me. He just waited b
Isabella I stood there in the middle of the fancy ballroom, holding a glass of champagne that felt too heavy in my hand. The music was loud, the lights bright, and everyone was smiling like this was some big happy night. My dad was laughing and raising his glass high. “To the day my debts end,” he said, “and my daughter walks free!” I smiled right back at him. I had been working my ass off for months, working extra shifts at the diner, cutting down on everything, just so we could finally pay off what was left. But then the room went quiet all of a sudden. The music stopped dead. Everyone turned toward the big doors. My heart started hammering in my chest before I even knew why. A man in a black suit walked in slowly, like he owned the whole place. His name was Luca Moretti, I had heard the whispers, but I never believed it would really happen. He moved straight across the dance floor like he was walking on water. No one dared stop him. He stopped right in front of my dad and my
Shirley I sat on the bathroom floor crying when Alex knocked softly on the door."Baby, please talk to me," he said. "I know something is wrong."I opened the door with tears running down my face and showed him the tests. His eyes went wide, but then the biggest smile I had ever seen spread across his face. He pulled me into his arms and held me tight."I'm going to be a dad," he whispered. "We're going to have a baby.""How can you be happy?" I cried. "This is a mess. We are stepsiblings. Everyone will hate us."He took my face in his hands and looked me straight in the eyes. "I need to tell you something. Something I should have told you weeks ago."We sat on my bed and he held my hands while he talked. "Our parents' marriage was never real. It was a green card arrangement. They helped each other out for papers and they quietly ended it four months ago. They never told us because they wanted to keep things looking normal for family and friends. Legally and by blood, you and I ar
Shirley The whole weekend our parents were gone. The house felt different, like it was just waiting for us to break. I tried to stay in my room most of Friday, but by Saturday night the tension was too much. My body kept remembering how Alex ate my pussy and made me see stars. I found him in the living room watching TV. The second he saw me in my little nightdress, his eyes changed. He stood up and walked straight to me without saying a word. This time there was no slow teasing. He grabbed me and kissed me like he was drowning."I can't wait anymore, baby," he growled against my lips. "I need to be inside you. Tell me you want it too.""Yes," I moaned. "Fuck me, Alex. Please."He carried me to his room and threw me on the bed. In seconds my nightdress was on the floor and he was naked too. His cock looked even bigger than I remembered, already leaking precum. He climbed on top of me and rubbed the fat head up and down my soaked pussy."You sure?" he asked one last time, voice shaki
Shirley The next few days were pure torture. Alex and I barely spoke when our parents were around, but every time we passed each other in the hallway. He would brush against me just enough for me to feel his body heat. I would catch him staring at my ass or my tits with that same hungry look he had when he came all over my sheets.I tried to act normal. I told myself it was a one time mistake. I even forced myself to go on a date with this guy named Mike from work. He was nice, safe, and nothing like my stepbrother. We went to dinner and he kept talking about his job and his car. I smiled and nodded, but all I could think about was Alex's thick cock shining with my oil and the way he groaned my name when he shot his load.By the time Mike tried to kiss me goodnight, I pulled away. His lips felt wrong. I made up some excuse and drove home fast, my pussy already wet just from thinking about what was waiting for me inside the house.It was past midnight when I got back. The lights wer
Shirley I pushed open my bedroom door and the world stopped. There was Alex, my stepbrother, sitting right on the edge of my bed with nothing on. His legs were spread wide and his hand was moving up and down on his thick, hard cock. The shiny bottle of my favorite body oil sat open beside him. The sweet smell of it filled the whole room.My mouth fell open but no words came out. He did not even try to hide. His eyes were half closed at first, like he was lost in whatever he was feeling. Then they snapped open and locked straight on me. Instead of stopping or looking ashamed, his hand kept stroking, slow and tight, spreading more of my oil over his skin."What the fuck, Alex?" I screamed, but my voice came out shaky. My feet would not move. I should have slammed the door and run, but I just stood there staring.He let out a low groan that sent heat rushing between my legs. "Fuck, baby. You came home early." His voice was so deep. His thumb rubbed over the swollen head of his cock,
ELENAEvery time Ryan touched me or even looked at me, I got irritated. His little attempts at affection just reminded me how empty I felt. Dr. Jax had ruined me with that one deep fuck and those mind-blowing orgasms.I tried to fight it. I really did. I told myself I was a married woman and this h
SARAH I walked into the office the next morning with my resignation letter crumpled in my sweaty palm. My legs still felt weak from last night, and every step reminded me of the sticky mess Mr. Blackwood had left inside me.I was going to quit. Tell him to fuck off and never look back. But the sec
SARAHI stood frozen just outside Mr. Blackwood's office door, my hand still gripping the handle. It was late, way past quitting time, and I had only come back because I left my stupid phone charger on his desk.The whole floor was dark and empty except for the thin strip of light under his door. I
JEZEBEL My phone would not stop blowing up. Missed calls from my uncle. Texts asking where I was. I tried to play it cool when my uncle called again. "Hey, sorry I missed you. I was out late with friends. Is everything okay?"His voice sounded off. "We need to talk, Lila. In person. Come by my p







