Kayla touched her nose which was hurting due to the force. She felt something sticky in her hands. She looked at it and found out it was blood. "Fuck!" She cursed, throwing him a spiteful glare. "Have you finally realized you are the one who is blind and not me?" She rolled her eyes, still holding her nose. "I am....," Dillon tried to apologize after it dawned on him that he was at fault this time. "Oh! Spare me that. It's useless," She waved her hands, hissed, and walked away. "I shouldn't have apologized. She's too proud," Daniel muttered, glancing at her until her silhouette disappeared. He also hissed and footed inside.It didn't take him a second before finding where Dillon and Ivy were seated. "How was it?" Dillon asked, pouring Daniel a wine. "It has been sorted out," He simply answered, picking up the glass of wine and taking a sip. "Where's she?" "Who?" Ivy looked behind her. "Your sister," "Oh! She had an emergency visit to the toilet. Sh
Ivy opened her eyes unhurriedly and discovered she was in her bedroom. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. She scanned her room again so that she could be sure she wasn't dreaming. The events from the previous night flickered across her eyes. She remembered everything. "Oops! That was a narrow escape," She whispered, pouring herself a glass of water and taking a sip. Flashback to the previous night'As soon as Mirabel pushed her inside the room, two able-bodied men that had already been drugged with aphrodisiac bundled Ivy up and threw her on the bed. Her heart skipped. Although the aphrodisiac effect was getting stronger she was not giving up. With the remaining strength she could gather, she snatched the bottle on the shelf beside the bed and hit one of the men's heads with it. Before the latter could react, he pushed the one who was holding his head against him.She leaped from the bed and hurried towards the door. Luckily, the door wasn't locked. However, she couldn't rejoice for so
The moment she clicked on Rowell's message, her hands trembled and the phone fell from her. It was a screenshot of the news headline and also her sex video. She scarily leaned toward her phone again and played the video. Instantly, her eyes reddened and a stream of tears precipitously fell from them. She felt humiliated and dishonored watching herself being fucked like a slut by some men she hired. Not only was she recorded, but it was also broadcasted. "Ahhhh!" She threw her phone at the wall. She had planted a camera in the room that night but after the turn of events, she left the club before anyone could catch a breeze of what happened. She didn't go back because she never imagined anyone could find the camera where she hid it. She had underestimated Ivy and she had bitten her more than she could endure. "This is all your fault, Ivy! Everything is your fault. Why can't you just die? Die! I want you to fucking die," She strangled her pillow as if it was Ivy. Her veins puked
As soon as she stepped into the living room, she saw the employees packing her luggage out of her room. "What are you doing? Why are you touching my stuff?" She asked, rushing to them. She snatched one of her bags from them.They didn't answer her, instead, they continued with what they were doing. She got exasperated. "Can't you hear me? Why the hell are you taking my things out?" "They are taking your stuff out because I ordered them to do that," Ivy answered. Mirabel turned toward the direction of the voice and she saw Ivy, standing by the entrance of her room with her legs crossed.She scoffed and shook her head. "Why would you do that?" "It's simple. Your game is over which means your time here is automatically up," Ivy responded nonchalantly. "What!" "Yeah! Don't worry. I have saved you the stress of packing your luggage out the way you packed it in. The workers are already helping you with it," Ivy revealed a jesting smile. "You are biting more than you can
Kayla stealthily walked to the door, trying not to make the lowest sound and she unhurriedly opened it. As soon as she opened the door, Daniel Carter, who has been watching her every step since she jumped into his compound, grasped her arms and pulled her in. "Argh!" She gasped, frightened by his hasty movement. Daniel pinned her to the wall and punched the space above her head.Kayla, who had shut her eyes because she thought he was going to punch her, slowly opened her eyes. She caught a full glimpse of his face and couldn't help letting out a huff. "What! You!" She shouted. Her eyes widened in shock. She was dumbfounded and stunned.Daniel's eyes glinted with excitement. His lips curled up in a seductive and adorable smile. "Do you miss me already?" He asked, grinning sheepishly.No matter how Kayla wanted to view his smile, she found it creepy. For some reason, she didn't see him as someone who smiles often. "Keep dreaming," She heaved, shoved him away, and folded her arm
As soon as Mirabel opened the door, Dillon tucked his head in. She got scared and stumbled onto the floor. "Why do you act like you just saw a ghost?" Dillon's mother, who hadn't seen him questioned, stood up.Her mouth widened when she saw Dillon, standing by the entrance. "Wow! As predicted. I knew you were together in her dirty games. But how could you, mum? Sometimes, you make me doubt if you are really my mother because no mother would want her son to get entangled with a witch like Mirabel," Dillon accused bitterly. He looked like his only trust was broken. Despite knowing the truth, he still shrugs the thought off because he didn't want to accept that his mother was in cohort with Mirabel. "My son," Dillon's mother mumbled, perplexed. She wasn't expecting him to show up without prior notice. He would always put a call across to inform her he will be visiting but things changed today. "Why would you try to ruin my wife because of Mirabel? How many times do you want
Daniel Carter was in the corner of the room, puffing out the smoke of his cigarette. He watched as the man's bodyguard left the room and slammed the door behind him.Dropping the half-burned cigarette into a small ceramic, his eyelids twitched and his lips curled into a puckish smile.He stood up and walked towards the half-naked Kayla, who was lying on the bed, oblivious to her condition.He couldn't take his eyes off her red panties and brassiere, and his dick prodded his trouser violently, looking for a way to escape and pounce on Kayla.Absent-mindedly, he touched her stomach and trailed it down to her panties. He fiddled with her panties and was about to proceed when he jolted out of his lustful act.He hissed and dashed into the bathroom. Without removing his clothes, he turned the cold water on his head, trying to cool his already ignited junior. "Fuck!" He cussed under the shower. With Kayla, he was ready to do anything. He couldn't believe he was the same man who saw an o
A few Days Later.Ivy held Dillon's hands and was glancing at him unblinkingly. She was on a movie set when she received a call that her husband had been admitted to a hospital. However, something seemed fishy because the hospital refused to tell her what happened to him that got him to the hospital.And she couldn't think much because Dillon never informed her before going to his mother's house.It has been four days since she had been staying in the hospital with him. Although the doctor told her he was out of danger, he hadn't opened his eyes.Truthfully, she was scared. She had thought of many possibilities of Dillon never opening his eyes.She was jerked out of her thoughts when she felt some motions. She blinked her eyes twice and saw Dillon awake and moving his eyes around the hospital. "Dillon! You are finally awake," She let out happily. She quickly stood up and helped him up. Afterward, she poured a glass of water and handed it over to him.Dillon received it and emptied t