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“You killed my best friend!” Ricardo thundered. “The least I could do was take his son in and raise him as my own.” “Your best friend?” Andres let out a high-pitched, unhinged laugh, wiping furiously at his nose. “He was gonna turn you in anyway. I did you a fucking favor! If he’d lived, you’d be rotting in a federal cell right now. I handled that shit. Me. Your son.” Ricardo’s voice dropped to a dangerous low. “No. You acted out of childishness and recklessness—giving orders that directly contradicted mine. You murdered my good friend and his wife. He wasn’t a bad man. Of course he would have turned me in, even if I was his best friend. I had plans… and I was ready to disappear without bloodshed.” He paused, jaw tight. “He saved my life once. I promised him I would do better. And now you—my own son—ended his. Not only that, you killed his wife too… then mocked his death by wearing his fucking cologne.” Andres threw his head back and laughed louder, the sound jagged and manic
AUTHOR'S POVThe heavy iron gates of Ricardo’s estate exploded inward with a deafening crash.A convoy of armored vehicles stormed into the courtyard, tires screeching across the ancient stone. At the command given to them, the armed soldiers guarding the gates poured out, weapons raised, swiftly surrounding the mansion.A uniformed man stepped out of the lead vehicle and opened the rear door of the white armored car positioned in the center of the convoy.Andres emerged with a wide, manic grin, a thick cigar clenched between his teeth. He pulled the cigar free, closed his eyes, and drew in a deep, theatrical breath.“Smells like home,” he murmured, then took a bold step forward.The tall glass doors of the mansion flew open. Andres and his armed men rushed inside.Ricardo’s guards immediately pivoted, pointing their weapons at the intruders. Both sides froze in a tense standoff, guns trained on one another.Andres kept walking, his eyes wild and steps unsteady. He sniffed hard and ru
After a quick shower, I changed into a simple pair of jeans and an oversized T-shirt Julia had lent me. Feeling refreshed, I stepped out of the guest room and into the hallway.The moment I reached the stairs, the front door swung open.A tall, broad-shouldered man walked in carrying several grocery bags. I froze mid-step. He stopped just as abruptly, clearly surprised to find a stranger standing in his house. For a tense second, neither of us spoke.I forced a polite smile. “Good afternoon.”He gave a small nod. “Yeah? Em… where’s my wife?” His voice was deep, with a slight accent I couldn’t quite place.“She’s in the kitchen. I’m… Lena. A friend of Julia’s.”His eyes lingered on me a moment longer than necessary. His expression remained unreadable, but something about his gaze made my stomach tighten. He didn’t seem pleased.Before the silence could grow more uncomfortable, Julia appeared from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dish towel.“Honey, you’re home!” She hurried over, sli
By the time we left the mall, I was mentally and emotionally exhausted.About twenty minutes later, Julia pulled into a quiet, tree-lined neighborhood filled with neat houses and colorful flowering hedges. The late afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over everything."We're home!" she announced cheerfully as she turned off the engine.Before she could even reach the front door, it flew open."Mommy!"Four little voices rang out at once as four children came barreling toward her like a tiny stampede.I froze in place.I hadn’t expected them to be home—then I remembered it was Saturday.Three boys and one little girl, who looked thoroughly done with her brothers’ wild energy, rushed into Julia’s arms. Julia laughed, crouching down to hug each of them tightly."There are my babies!"Then she turned toward me with a bright grin."Lena, meet my little monsters. This is Princess Daniela, our youngest, and the boys—Matt, Dave, and Pete."One by one, they smiled at me shyly. My heart melt
“Hmmm... nothing. It's just... nothing.” I quickly looked away. How could I tell her it reminded me of him because it was the exact size? I mean, I had just said I wanted nothing to do with him, and yet the moment I walked in here, all I could think about was him. I hated that every corner I looked at brought back flashes of our lovemaking. How could I have truly believed it was all real? How was I supposed to erase every touch, every kiss, every movement from my mind? Why did he choose me to be his victim? Why was he so patient, only to shatter me in the end? I thought Mitch turning his back on me was the most painful thing I could ever experience. No... He called me unwanted. He said that even if I lost all the weight and returned to my old body, I would still be unwanted. He told me I should kill myself. The fact that I actually thought about it... And then changed my mind because he ordered me to. He probably doesn't even realize it, but that cruel comma
After few minutes of walking in silence."Honestly, Lena, I must say I’m proud of how you’re handling the breakup," Julia said warmly. "Just so you know, I’ll always be here when you need anything, okay?"I smiled back at her, fighting back the sting of tears. “Thanks, Julia.”“You’re welcome.” She gave my arm a gentle tug. “Now, I need to make a quick stop.”She pulled me toward a narrow side street I’d never noticed before. “It’ll only take a minute. And I think it will cheer you up too".Cheer me up?I had no choice than to follow her anyway, since I was going to spend the night at her place.We got to the store, the sign above the door was a glowing neon outlining a shapely woman’s hips, her panties caught teasingly around her knees. I didn’t register its meaning until we stepped inside.My stomach dropped.Whips. Pink and black fluffy cuffs. Leather straps, paddles, and an array of objects clearly meant for restraint and submission. I froze just past the entrance, feeling as
I scoffed and took another long drink. “Well, I sorted her out, didn’t I?” I muttered. “Gave her a beating she won’t forget anytime soon. Slapped the disrespect right out of her.” Silence settled heavily over the room. Jake stared at me for several seconds, his face slowly hardening with disg
MITCH'S POV I drove straight to Jake’s place after the whole mess with Lena. My hands were still trembling against the steering wheel, fury and humiliation twisting together in my chest. The cut on my forehead stung every time I frowned, dried blood crusted near my eyebrow. I could still hear the
An older woman with kind, weathered eyes and a warm smile noticed me first. Beside her stood a younger woman—early twenties—with long, fiery red hair cascading down her back, freckled cheeks, and a modest yellow sundress that swayed gently in the evening breeze."Oh my!" the older woman exclaimed,
TARZAN'S POVThe ride back felt longer than it should have. Maybe because I was trying not to speed off, forcing myself to ride gently for her sake.By the time we reached my place, the sky had deepened into a starless evening.I killed the engine and swung my leg over the seat.Lena followed slowl







