LOGINThe hotel ballroom was filled with golden light from the massive chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. Classical music flowed softly between the conversations of the guests crowding the room. Women in sparkling gowns and men in expensive suits walked around laughing elegantly as if their world had always been perfect.
Aurora felt out of place among all of it. Her hand was still in Richard’s grasp since they got out of the car earlier. The man walked calmly beside her as though he was already used to being the center of attention. And that was indeed the reality. The moment Richard entered the ballroom, several people immediately approached him with wide smiles. “Richard! Long time no see.” “You look healthy as always.” “You look much younger now.” Richard only gave a faint smile while shaking their hands one by one. Aurora stood beside him with her body slightly tense. People’s gazes had now started falling on her. “And who is this beautiful woman?” a middle-aged man asked while looking at Aurora curiously. Richard glanced briefly at Aurora before the corner of his lips lifted slightly. “She is my fiancée.” That sentence instantly made several people fall silent for a moment. Aurora could feel the change in atmosphere around them. Some were surprised, some impressed, while others looked at her with hidden jealousy. “Richard Calloway is finally willing to marry again?” one of the women laughed softly in disbelief. “She must be very special.” Richard gently brushed the back of Aurora’s hand. “Of course. If she wasn’t special, how could she possibly be standing beside me?” Aurora forced a small smile even though her chest felt uncomfortable. She knew that starting today, she would become the talk of New York’s social circle. An ordinary young woman who suddenly appeared as Richard Calloway’s fiancée. And Aurora was not naive enough to think everyone would accept her kindly. On the other side of the ballroom, Ethan stood silently while watching everything from afar. The man had still come in the end even though he had decided earlier to go to the office instead. Somehow, his body had moved to follow Richard’s car without him being able to stop it. And now he regretted it. Because seeing Aurora standing beside Richard like that hurt far more than he had imagined. Ethan gripped his wine glass too tightly until his knuckles turned white. Aurora looked beautiful today. Too beautiful to ignore. The white gown she wore made her skin appear even softer beneath the ballroom lights. Aurora’s long hair fell in waves over her shoulders, while the small smile that occasionally appeared on her face reminded Ethan of the days when the woman had still been his. And that thought instantly made his jaw tighten. “Annoying...” Ethan muttered softly before finishing his wine in one gulp. “Ethan?” A woman’s voice made Ethan turn lazily. It was Vanessa Carlton standing beside him in a tight red dress that was far too striking. Her blonde hair was styled perfectly, her lips were painted dark red, and her eyes immediately glanced toward Richard and Aurora. Vanessa smiled faintly. “Am I seeing things? Is your daddy really accompanying a woman who looks more suitable standing beside you?” Ethan did not answer. Vanessa crossed her arms over her chest. “Richard is really annoying.” Vanessa’s gaze lingered on Aurora for a few seconds longer. And it was obvious that the woman did not like what she was seeing. Vanessa had been around Richard for years. Everyone knew she was obsessed with him. Not only because of his wealth and power, but also because Richard had never truly been interested in her. That was what made Vanessa want him even more. Richard could sleep with many women. Models, actresses, socialites. But he had never wanted to sleep with Vanessa. And now Aurora suddenly appeared, a woman much younger than her. An ordinary girl who did not even come from their social circle. Vanessa immediately walked toward Aurora without waiting for Ethan. Aurora, who had been standing alone a few steps away from Richard, immediately turned when the woman smiled at her. “You’re Aurora, right?” Aurora gave a small nod. “Yes.” Vanessa observed Aurora’s face closely while still smiling sweetly. “I’m Vanessa.” “So beautiful.” Her voice sounded gentle, but her eyes were not smiling at all. “No wonder Richard is interested.” Aurora did not know what to say. Vanessa took a glass of champagne from a waiter before taking a small sip and speaking casually again. “Richard gets bored easily, actually.” Aurora slowly lifted her gaze. “What do you mean?” Vanessa laughed softly. “Oh, come on. Everyone knows Richard’s bad habits.” Aurora stayed silent and listened. “He likes beautiful women.” Vanessa slowly played with the edge of her glass. “But it usually doesn’t last long.” Aurora could clearly understand the meaning behind those words. Vanessa was belittling her. “Maybe he’s very interested in you right now,” Vanessa continued with a faint smile. “But once he gets bored? Well... who knows.” Aurora looked at the woman for a few seconds. Strangely, she was not offended at all. Because from the very beginning, Aurora had realized that this relationship was not based on love. Richard brought her here because he was interested in her. And Aurora agreed because her family needed money. Their relationship was clearly just a transaction. Simple as that. Aurora finally gave a small polite smile. “Then I’ll just wait and see.” Vanessa fell silent for a moment after hearing that calm answer. Aurora looked far too calm for a woman who had just been insulted. Meanwhile, from a distance, Ethan watched everything with a hardened jaw. He did not know why he kept looking at Aurora. It was so difficult for him to look away. The more he saw the woman together with Richard, the tighter his chest felt. Richard approached Aurora again a few minutes later. “So you’re here.” Aurora immediately turned toward him. Richard glanced at Vanessa briefly before looking back at Aurora. “Would you like to dance?” Aurora looked slightly surprised. “Huh? Right now?” Richard casually held out his hand. “Unless you want to reject me in front of everyone.” Aurora hesitated for a few seconds before finally accepting the man’s hand. And Ethan felt his emotions nearly explode when he saw Richard pulling Aurora toward the center of the ballroom. The music became slower. Richard placed one hand on Aurora’s waist while the other held her fingers calmly. Aurora looked nervous. But Richard guided her slowly as though Aurora were something fragile that had to be protected carefully. And Ethan hated himself for still watching everything. Vanessa stood beside Ethan while also watching the couple dance. “Strange, isn’t it?” the woman murmured softly. Ethan did not answer. “I’ve never seen Richard like that with any woman before.” Those words instantly made Ethan look away quickly. And what Vanessa said was absolutely true. Today, Richard looked different. And that made Ethan’s feelings even more chaotic. Because for the first time in his life, Ethan felt jealous of Richard—his own daddy. “Excuse me,” he said coldly before walking away without another glance. Vanessa frowned in confusion at Ethan’s reaction. Meanwhile, Ethan kept walking out of the ballroom without looking back again. He could not bear seeing Aurora being touched by another man. Especially when that man was Richard. An hour later, Ethan was already sitting in one of Manhattan’s elite clubs with several bottles of alcohol covering the table. Music blasted loudly throughout the room, neon lights moved wildly, and people laughed while dancing without caring about anything. But Ethan did not enjoy any of it. The man leaned back with the top two buttons of his shirt already undone, while his eyes looked red from the alcohol and the emotions he had been holding back since earlier. “Ethan, are you okay?” one of his friends asked worriedly. Ethan laughed softly while pouring more whiskey into his glass. “Okay?” he repeated quietly. “Yeah... I’m fine.” He immediately drank the alcohol in one gulp. His head was starting to feel heavy. But Aurora’s image only became clearer. “Damn it...” Ethan roughly ran a hand through his hair. His friend started looking worried. “Ethan, stop drinking.” But Ethan laughed even louder now. “Rory...” he murmured softly while lowering his head. His chest hurt so much. And ever since Aurora left him a year ago, Ethan realized that he had never truly forgotten her. “Aurora!” he suddenly shouted, making several people turn toward him. Ethan laughed softly again even though his eyes had started reddening. “Why does she have to become my stepmother...” his voice weakened. Then his head fell back against the sofa as he slowly closed his eyes. But even in a drunken state like this... the name that kept leaving his lips remained the same. “Rory...”Aurora closed her eyes, her head tilted back. One of her hands squeezed Richard’s hair, which was still damp, while her other hand crept down beneath Richard’s towel. She touched the man’s manhood, which had already tensed hard, ignited because of the burning passion."Rory... you are so beautiful," Richard murmured in the midst of his activity, his voice muffled by Aurora’s soft skin.Richard continued to suckle, enjoying every inch of beauty he could feel through his senses of touch and taste alone. For him, this darkness instead made the sensation become many times more intense. Meanwhile for Aurora, every suction of Richard felt like an erasure as well as a reminder of her sins. She let Richard do as he pleased, letting the man love her body, which was no longer pure, under the protection of a strip of silk cloth covering the terrible truth.Inside that silent room, only the sounds of panting breaths and soft moans were heard, creating a secret labyrinth that trapped the three of
Warm steam was still curling thinly from behind the bathroom door that had just opened. Richard stepped out with a white towel wrapped around his waist, letting the remaining drops of bathwater flow slowly on top of his tight skin. At an age that was no longer young, the man’s body remained maintained with firm, broad muscles, reflecting the dim light of the bedroom lamp.Aurora, who was still leaning against a pile of pillows, found herself unable to turn her face away. Her eyes were fixed on the curves of Richard’s broad chest and his flat stomach. She swallowed hard with difficulty, feeling a strange rush creeping up the nape of her neck. There was a mature, intoxicating charm from Richard’s figure, something very different from the impulsive wildness belonging to Ethan.Richard noticed that gaze. A thin smile, almost like a teasing smirk, appeared at the corner of his lips. He approached the edge of the bed, letting himself stand close enough so that Aurora could smell the fresh,
She felt trapped in the vortex of the Calloway family's madness. Richard who adored her too much, and Ethan who continuously showered her body with painful passion. The soreness down there throbbed again, as if reminding her that she was no longer a pure woman, but rather a captive of the shameless obsession of a stepson. Aurora closed her eyes, letting her body sink back into the pain, hoping time could spin faster so this suffering would end soon.Ethan's firm footsteps echoed in the marble corridor of the top floor of the Calloway Holdings office. He walked into his study with the remnants of satisfaction from home still visible on his face. However, that warm atmosphere instantly froze when he saw Audrey—the assistant who usually always welcomed him with a sweet smile and steaming coffee—now only putting down files on the desk with a rather hard slam."This is the report you requested, Sir," Audrey said without even looking into Ethan's eyes. Her voice was flat, as cold as polar i
The atmosphere in the dining room of the Calloway mansion that morning felt silent, filled only with the clinking of silver spoons clashing against porcelain plates. Ethan sat alone at the end of the long table, looking neat in his black suit that fit his body perfectly. Even though his eyes stared sharply at the tablet displaying stock charts, his mind was still left in the upstairs bedroom, on the remnants of Aurora's body scent that still lingered in his memory.Ethan looked up when he saw Claire walking past while carrying an empty tray. "Claire," Ethan called out, his voice heavy and flat. "Where is Daddy? And... *Mommy*? Why didn't they come down to have breakfast together?"Claire stopped her steps, turning toward Ethan with a smile that seemed held back, as if she were keeping a huge secret that was highly exciting. "The Big Master and the Young Mistress are having breakfast in the room, Young Master," Claire answered with a suspiciously cheerful tone.Ethan raised an eyebrow.
The darkness of the master bedroom stood as a silent witness to a battle of desire that seemed to have no end. Their ragged breaths, the sound of damp skin brushing against each other, and their muffled moans continued to echo between the slow ticking of the wall clock. From Aurora being on top, to Ethan taking control again with a more demanding pace, they continued through several rounds that drained every ounce of their strength. Beside them, Richard remained lying motionless, his breathing deep and steady under the effects of the anesthetic, completely unaware that his own bed was being shaken by the most blatant act of betrayal.At four in the morning, the air reached its coldest point. Ethan finally pulled away, his body drenched in sweat as his chest rose and fell unevenly. He sat on the edge of the bed, wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead with an arm that was still trembling."I have to leave before the servants wake up to prepare breakfast," Ethan whispered, his voice
The clock on the corridor wall of the mansion ticked like a time bomb ready to explode in Ethan's head. It was nine in the evening, and the door to his father's master bedroom remained tightly shut. Ethan paced back and forth in front of his own room with irregular steps, his hands occasionally running through his increasingly disheveled hair. The passing servants only bowed respectfully, assuming their Young Master was pondering the piling corporate affairs of the company. No one knew that behind that cold face, a fire of jealousy was burning away his sanity.Ethan decided to check the situation. He approached the door of Richard's room, opening it just a fraction—only enough for one eye to peer inside. The sight within froze him, his blood seemingly ceasing to flow.On the grand bed, Aurora appeared curled up small within Richard's embrace. His father's sturdy arm was wrapped protectively around the woman's waist, while Rory's face rested against Richard's chest. They looked like th
“So the man you were talking about back then...” Ethan’s voice sounded low and full of anger, “was my Daddy?”Aurora froze.Her wrist was still trapped in Ethan’s grip, which felt tighter with every passing second. The pain began spreading up to her elbow, but Aurora did not try to pull away. She o
The man’s steps stopped right in the middle of the staircase.His gaze, which had initially been flat, slowly turned sharp as he recognized Aurora’s face. His jaw tightened, while the hand that had casually rested in his pocket slowly clenched into a fist.“Aurora...?” he muttered softly, almost in
Aneta’s cries echoed throughout the house as two large men approached Aurora. The woman immediately hugged her daughter tightly until Aurora almost lost her balance.“Don’t go... Mom is begging you, Rory.” Aneta’s voice trembled violently. “We’ll find another way. Mom will do any kind of work.”Aur
The half-open front door slammed hard as Aurora rushed inside, her breath coming fast. Her college bag fell carelessly to the floor the moment her eyes caught the state of the living room. A flower vase lay shattered beside the sofa, the drawers of the table were left open in a mess, and even the f







