Mag-log inThe walk down to Adrian’s car was an agonizing exercise in silence. Elena walked ahead, her posture stiff, while Adrian lingered a step behind Lisa, his massive presence a constant, warm weight at her back. Every time his shoe scuffed the concrete, Lisa felt a terrifying jolt run straight down her spine. The physical reminders of his touch—the dampness between her thighs and the hypersensitive ache in her breasts—pulsed with every step she took, a silent confession of her sins written directly into her flesh.Adrian unlocked the car. Elena immediately climbed into the passenger seat, staring straight ahead through the windshield, completely detached. Lisa hesitated at the rear door, her fingers freezing on the handle."Get in, Lisa," Adrian murmured from behind her, his voice a low, gravelly vibration close to her ear. It wasn't an order, but the sheer gravity of his tone left no room for argument.She scrambled into the backseat, pulling the heavy shawl tightly around herself as
The sharp ring of the door bell vibrated through the room again, a harsh, demanding sound that shattered the tense atmosphere of the apartment.Panic immediately overrode the lingering haze in Lisa’s mind. She scrambled back from Ethan, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs as she looked from the front door down to the mess on the floor."We need to clean up," she whispered frantically, her voice trembling as she wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand. "Hurry, Ethan. They can't see this."Ethan nodded numbly, his face still pale with residual shame and shock. He pushed himself off the floor, avoiding her gaze as he hurriedly navigated toward the kitchen. He grabbed a handful of paper towels and a damp cloth, kneeling back down to wipe the floor clean, completely erasing the evidence of his frantic release. Once the wood was clear, he stood up and walked toward the bathroom to wash his hands, the running water sounding loud in the quiet apartment.Lisa stoo
Ethan ignored her cries, his fingers moving downward to grip the waistband of her shorts, pulling them down past her hips. "I'm sorry, Lisa," he panted, looking directly into her wide, panicked eyes. "Just once... okay? Let me be inside you just once. You can imagine this is a dream. And if you can't do that, just hate me forever, because I'm going to do the exact same thing that bastard did to you."Terror gripped her. She didn't want this. She didn't want them to cross this uncrossable boundary. They were best friends, and if he forced himself on her right now, their relationship would be ruined forever. But the lightheadedness in her brain was making her weak. Her belly churned with a sickening, heavy feeling, making her feel slightly nauseous, though she didn't throw up."Lisa..." Ethan groaned as he quickly freed his hard cock from his pants.Lisa went entirely rigid, her eyes widening in sheer horror. "Lisa, I... I really want to be inside you.""No, Ethan!" she shivered,
On the other end of the line, there was no explosive reaction. No frantic denial. Adrian let out a slow, heavy breath, the sound thoroughly exhausted, as if he simply didn't have the energy or the desire to rehash a battle they had already fought over that camera. The chaotic shouting match downstairs with Elena had clearly drained whatever patience he had left."It seems like Lisa is indeed at your place," Adrian murmured, his gravelly voice dropping all the mocking pretense, flattening into a cold, completely direct tone. "We're coming over."Ethan’s heart skipped a beat, a cold sweat instantly breaking out across the back of his neck."What?" Ethan spat, his chest heaving as a wave of pure disbelief crashed over him. "'We'?"He glanced down at Lisa, who was still kneeling by his feet, her tear-stained face looking up at him with wide, completely terror-stricken eyes. Her trembling hands clutched the edge of his sweatpants, her breath catching as she tried to read the sudden p
All of a sudden, Lisa’s thumbs began frantically tapping against the buttons of the camera. The small digital screen flashed rapidly as she scrolled through the settings, her movements chaotic but deliberate."What are you doing?" Ethan asked, his voice dropping into a tense, disbelieving whisper as he stepped back toward the couch."Getting rid of the video, Ethan," she mumbled hoarsely, her tear-stained face illuminated by the cold blue light of the screen."What?!" Ethan gasped, taking a sharp step forward, his hands twitching at his sides. "Are you insane? Lisa, don't! This is proof that—""Proof that what?!" she interrupted, her voice cracking into a fierce, desperate shriek as she finally found the format option. She glared up at him, her eyes wide and bloodshot. "That he and I have been doing things far longer than I thought? I don't want this proof! I don't even want him to know that I found out!" She sniffed hard, a fresh wave of tears spilling over her lower lids as her
Lisa’s fingers brushed against the cold, metallic body of the camera, her hands shaking so violently she nearly dropped it.She stared down at the device. The lens gleamed in the dim light of Ethan's living room, catching a stray reflection. It was the exact replica of the camera from that one ‘dream.’ The very one with the tiny blue blinking light that she had convinced herself was a figment of a guilt-ridden, hyper-vivid nightmare. But holding it now, feeling its solid weight, the illusion of her own sanity completely shattered."No..." Lisa whispered, her voice barely a breath of wind as she stared at it. "No, this... this is impossible. How...?""It was not a dream, Lisa," Ethan said softly, his voice heavy with a profound, aching pity as he knelt back down in front of her. He gently placed the ice pack against her swollen cheek again, but she was too numb to even flinch at the cold. "He has been manipulating you. He made you believe your own memories were just dreams of your
Lisa's POV"And here is a toast to the couple."I stood at the head of the table, my fingers tight around the stem of my glass. All eyes were on me, but I only had eyes for Elena. She was beaming, her face flushed with a happiness so pure it made my chest ache."Sister, I am so happy for you," I sa
Step by step, I drew closer to the master bedroom. The air felt thick, heavy with the reality of what was happening behind the wood. When I reached the door, I leaned in, pressing my hands first on the door and then my ear flat against the smooth surface.And then, my breath hitched.Through the w
Lisa's POV"Tell me... is your waist sore as well?" Adrian’s voice was low, smooth, and completely steady. "I can help you with that too."A sudden, sharp spike of heat shot straight down to my stomach, and I had to clamp my jaw shut to keep from letting out a humiliating sound. My heart was ham
Adrian's POVThe rice was simmering on the stove, the quiet hiss of the pot the only sound in the kitchen besides the heavy rain lashing against the windowpane. I stood there, staring out at the grey downpour, the pink apron Elena had bought as a joke tied around my waist. It felt ridiculous on me







