Dear Readers, this novel is in the modern era, with fantasy mix, dark, and twisted romance. There is physical and verbal abuse, sexual harassment, betrayal, cheating/infidelity, tortures, BDSM, sex (lots of explicit scenes).
Stella was pushed into a red and dark room. The room was decorated with a sex scene theme. There were ropes, straps, and chains on the bed. She frowned as she knew exactly what type of scenario, she was in. She was in a pleasure room. A room where the man will come and seek pleasure from a woman for one night. Doing whatever they wanted to do. From BDSM to hardcore sex all night long. She was going to be used as a sex toy for the rich men of her father’s company.
Stella turned around to look at her stepmother and father.
“You will be replacing your sister. So, you better do your job well,” said Stella’s stepmother, Eliza Wood. She was a woman in her mid-forties. She had medium size length hair and brown eyes.
Stella glared at his stepmother.
“Make sure you pleasure the old man tonight,” sneered her stepmother.
Stella’s breathing pace in anger.
“This is what you owe me for raising you for the past eighteen years” said Stella’s stepmother, smirking at her.
Stella became furious at her stepmother’s words.
“Humph. Your mother’s mother was a whore, seducing my dad. Thus, giving birth to your mother. Your mother’s a whore who seduced my husband.”
“My mother’s not a whore,” said Stella.
Stella’s stepmother laughed. “Your mother IS a whore! She seduced your father, MY husband and made him fall head over heels for her! Stealing him for years!” she huffed. “That’s how she gave birth to you, you slut!”
Stella’s breathing quickened.
Her stepmother walked around her and said, “Humph! Your bloodline runs deep. It’s all in your genes. Therefore, I believe you will do well in satisfying this horny old man.”
Stella clenched her fist tightly. “How I hate this woman,” she thought.
“Like mother like daughter.”
“Don’t talk about my mother that way.” Stella was clenching her fists tightly.
“Ha. Sweetie, you’re the same as your mother. Grabbing all the attention, stealing all the love, and craving for lustful sex! ”
Stella bit her lower bottom lip. She was trying hard to hold onto her anger. Trying not to lash out her years of hatred at this wicked woman.
“At least you be seducing rich man,” laughed Eliza.
“Yeah, the old, hairy, and sagging balls,” giggled Amy. Amy, her stepsister, was standing next to her stepmother laughing at her as well.
Amy had blond hair and blue eyes. She has a fair figure. She’s evenly tanned. She’s twenty three years old. She just recently graduated and was a top model in the entertainment world. All men adore her as they find her desirable. Especially the elderly man, who’s a billionaire, named Sebastian Whitmore.
Sebastian have been dying to have her since he laid eyes on her. He’s the CEO of the Whitmore company. He’s a man in his late fifties. He has grey hair, fat, a pot belly, and is old. He is known to like young woman. Rumors was that he likes it rough and hard with his woman. He likes them most when they’re in bondage. Many says that women who spends a night with him, won’t be able to walk the next day. Some of them who’s unlucky won’t be able to walk for the next few days. For Mr. Whitmore is quite sadistic.
“But it’s you he wanted,” said Stella.
“But he doesn’t need to know that,” said Amy.
“But he would know.”
“No, he won’t. For he will be drunk by the time he gets in here. Mother will make sure of that.”
“You won’t get away with it.”
“Oh, why is that?” asked Stella’s stepmother.
“I will tell on you,” answered Stella.
“If you do, I will make sure that you won’t live to see another day.”
Stella’s face paled.
Her stepmother tilted her head upward. She smirked and said, “Humph! I’m giving you a lifetime opportunity here, so sleep with the old man. Give him your body. Have sex with him. Give him pleasure. Do it for your stepsister.”
“Do it for my stepsister?”
“Yes. Replace her in her stead.”
“How could you do this to me?”
Stella’s stepmother sinisterly smiled at her. “It’s simple. Because I hate you.”
“For the hatred of my mother, you’re selling me off to the richest and old man," said Stella, clenching her fists tightly.
“Of course," said her stepmother, laughing crazily at her. "This is your mother’s redemption.”
“What?” gasped Stella.
Stella inhaled sharply. She couldn’t believe this woman’s words. She couldn’t believe this woman still hates her mother. Even after she went and destroyed her mother. Having her mother killed and all.Stella exhaled with anger. She couldn’t believe that this woman is treating her like an animal. Selling her off to whomever she pleases. “You know, if you do a good job, he will probably even notice you. He might take an interest in you. Even if you’re not me,” said Amy.“Yes! So, make sure he doesn’t notice that you’re not Amy,” said Eliza, puffing angrily at Stella. "Wait until the morning to tell him that you're Stella." She walked over to Stella and continue smiling with a wicked grinned, "Who stole her precious sister's place."Stella gasped at her mother's schemes.Stella's stepmother chuckled. "But by then he already slept with you. And there is nothing he could do about it." “Maybe you can become his mistress and you be able to live a rich life, supporting us for once," said Am
Stella let out a soft scoff. “So, this is why you were treating me nice the past few days. You were planning to use me to pleasure this old man of your company. You were planning to use me to raise yourself in rank,” she thought.Stella thought it was foolish of her to even think that her father had changed. Or more, her stepmother. She should have foreseen it. She should have known. There were red flags everywhere.Stella gritted her teeth. She should have noticed something was off when they started treating her nicely. They were treating her more kindly than usual. Feeding her, giving her nice clothes, talking sweetly to her. What a fool she was. The signs were there, she just chose to ignore it. For once in her life, she thought they had changed. But she was an idiot. How very wrong she was.Like everyone else, the maids, the servants, the butler, they all treated her unkindly. They never once treated her like she was a human being. They treated her like she was a plague. Like she
Stella huffed angrily. Then tears ran down her face. She laughed hysterically and thought of the past.FLASHBACKStella was thirteen years old.Eliza toss Stella onto the cold cement floor. She kicked Stella hard in the stomach.“Gahh!” cried Stella as she felt the sharp pointy heel stabbing her in the stomach. Stella started to grunt in pain as she started bleeding.“You bitch! If you ever tried to take any boyfriend of your sister again, I will kill you!” shouted Eliza.Adrian was walking down the wine cellar’s stairs. “What’s going on?” he asked.“Nothing,” said Eliza, folding her hands into her arms.Adrian came down the stairs and looked at Stella. He tilted his head at the child as she lay there holding her stomach. Then she spotted blood down in her lower groin. He frowned and looked at Eliza. He sighed and asked, “Eliza, don’t you think your harsh treatment have gone far enough?”“Humph. I don’t care.”Adrian didn’t say anything but held his cold expression. “She’s not here fo
The room became quiet, after they left.Stella was groaning and grunting in pain. She touched her stomach, and she could feel the numbness radiating around her womb. For another two hours she wouldn't stop bleeding. The blood was pooling more and more around her legs. "I will always remember the trauma that she caused me today," thought Stella. This was all caused by her cruel and evil stepmother. Her insane obsession of jealousy. Another hour went by and an elderly maid came running down the stairs. Rushing to her care. The elderly maid tended to her for a whole week. Giving her medications and heating pads to help ease her suffering. When Stella woke up there was no more blood. She didn’t have to wear the pads anymore.“Thank you,” said Stella.“You’re welcome," said the elderly maid. “What’s your name?”“Grace.”“Oh, thank you Grace.”“Don’t mention it. I- I didn’t do much.”“Oh, no. You have done plenty. You stayed with me through my darkest hours.”Grace clenched her fist tig
BACK TO PRESENT Stella sighed. "How lustful my father is to even go after such an elderly woman whose as old his mother. How crazy my stepmother is of my father. How overprotective she is of him, yet she can't even caught him cheating on her. Fucking hell. The drama. Man, these people are sick! Cruel, wicked, sinful, and lustful.” She tilted her head into the door."So, why didn't I see it? Why didn't I see it coming? These people are never going to change," thought Stella. "They're evil, disgusting people. And will continue to be so. Oh, what a fool I am. Now I'm trapped in their lies. And I’m going to get violated and die in their stead." Stella started to cry. Weeping for her own stupidity. “Grandmother you slept with another woman’s man. You didn’t know so you followed him back to his home. You became his maid and soon found out that he was married. Even though you were mistreated, you stayed. You gave birth to mother. Mother was raped by father and gave birth to me. We’re all
"At least werewolves can run, hide, and shifts. Unlike me, a half-bred witch, seducing men with my body. What good what that do for me," she thought. Stella was in a ragged dress. But looking in the mirror no matter how ugly of a dress or clothes she was in, she’s gorgeous. Her loveliness and charm is naturally there. Her attractive body can easily lure any men to her, with or without her doing. Thus, seducing men into her bed is easy. It’s all in her beauty, eyes, and body that will get them to crawl to her feet. It’s a natural thing that will come naturally to her, for it’s in her bloodline.“Evil witches. Pfft. I will see what seducing men will do good for me in this lifetime,” scoffed Stella.Stella got up from the floor and walked around the room. She was observing to see where she could hide or run. “I’m only five feet and four inches tall. Yet, there’s nothing big enough for me to get into and hide,” thought Stella. “Hmm… I’m only one hundred and fifteen pounds, surely ther
Adrian was pacing in the living room.“What is it?” asked Eliza.“Man, he’s going to be here soon,” said Adrian, sounding anxious.“Adrian, honey, what’s wrong with you?”Adrian was trembling as he was trying to pick up his cup of coffee.“What the hell is wrong with you. You look like shit.”Adrian glared angrily at Eliza.“Alright, Adrian, calm down. Let’s talk about it,” said Eliza, raising her hand to soothe her husband’s anger.“Everything is wrong,” answered Adrian, more anxious than before. “This is a bad idea.”“No, it isn’t.”“If we’re caught, we all be dead.”“Well- You just make sure we don’t.”“How?”“Just don’t let him find out that Stella is not Amy.”“They don’t look anything alike nor sound anything alike. So how am I supposed to do that?”“Easy. Turned off the lights.”“That won’t make a difference when daybreak comes!”“So, by then he would have already taken Stella. There’s nothing he could do anymore.”“Yeah, but he will be angry that the one in the room isn’t Am
“Mr. Whitmore,” said his assistant, Steve Logan. “Yes?” asked Mr. Whitmore, hiding in the shadow behind his desk. “Do you think that there is any way that man will cheat you?” “Who?” “You know the men you wired the money to a few days ago.” “Oh. You mean Mr. Wood?” “Yes.” “Why?” asked Mr. Whitmore, turning his chair around to look at Steve. His face was still hidden in the dark. “I don’t know sir. It’s just that- I have this uneasy feeling.” Mr. Whitmore laughed. “You worry too much Steve.” “Sorry sir. One could never be too cautious now adays.” “Of course.” Mr. Whitmore rolled his pen around on his desk. “Sorry for my meddling. It’s just that I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t a faulty transaction. That’s all.” “No problem. You’re just doing your job.” “Yes. Of course.” “Hmm, that Mr. Wood is known for shady business now that you say that.” “Yes, that’s why I mentioned it.” “He’s known to cheat and steal from others.” “Yes, he is a cunning man.” “But you got to