Amara Valderrama POV “This is where Manfred told you to bring me?” I look at the abandoned cabin that Daniel stopped the car in front of. It doesn’t exactly scream ‘Manfred Valderrama’ vibes, which is probably why he’s chosen it as his safe place. I’m just happy the journey is over, we had to go off-road to get here, and it was a very uncomfortable, bumpy ride. My stomach is churning like I’m gonna throw up. “This is it,” Daniel confirms, getting out of the car. He opens the back door and grabs the holdall that’s resting on the back seat. “I hope Manfred packed some comfortable clothes in there.” I smile at him over my shoulder, knowing that Manfred is always attentive to detail. He would have thought this plan through. I have to trust it. Opening my own door, I manage to hoist myself out of the car; just as I’m about to follow Daniel to the door, another pain shoots across my stomach, catching me off guard. I rest one hand on the car roof and rub the side of my tummy with the ot

Amara Valderrama POV I wake up to crushing pain. It’s not just in my stomach anymore, it rattles the bones of my entire body. I touch my hand between my legs and when I feel how wet the floor beneath me is, I know I’m in real trouble. I look around the room hoping he’s not here anymore, if he isn’t I can take my chance and try to escape, in between the contractions I'm having. However, there doesn’t seem much hope of that when I see him from the corner of my eye and feel another pain starting to build, already. “Daniel!” I clutch my belly, shifting myself so my back is against the wall. I tense my body when another contraction paralyzes me. “Please.” I’ve forgotten all the different ways to breathe all I can think about now, are the things Dr. Jonathan Ferrero told me could go wrong if I were to deliver without medical help. “Please, Daniel. I need a hospital.”“I told you, Amara, my mother gave birth to me in this cabin. The heir to all the Valderrama fortune, and reputation, was

Alessandra Valderrama POVThis had to be one of the happiest days of my life – hands down. Nothing could bring me down today. As the plane touched down on the runway, I took a peek out of the window and grinned so wide it felt like my mouth was going to split my face into two pieces. Just outside of the plane was my first taste of freedom and I couldn’t be more excited. It wasn’t going to be easy, this I knew. I was accustomed to living in the lap of luxury in a house full of servants and guards around the clock. All I needed to do was hit a button and I’d have people at my feet to do my bidding within a few minutes. But it was also a jail, one big, luxurious jail. My new life was going to be different. I’d even insisted that I fly to the Philippines in a regular airplane, in the economy section instead of using my father’s private jet. Despite my father Manfred Valderrama saying he wasn’t going to help me, he’d offered the jet. But I refused. I wanted everything about this experienc

Alessandra Valderrama POV My eyes scanned the club as the four of us entered. This was my big night. My hazing task. I’d already been to the parties and made some friends, and they’d decided I was a good fit. This was the last step to being a part of them. If I passed this, I would officially be their sorority sister. Editha had yet to perform her task. Unlucky me, I was the first of the two of us. The club was the next city over, an hour and a half drive from campus. Apparently, hazing was frowned upon so during events like this, we needed to keep a low profile and that meant keeping away from prying eyes. They didn’t clue me in on what my task would be, I was nervous as fuck about it. For all I knew, they planned on having me strip naked and dance on the speakers. “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” My roommate gave me a nudge and an encouraging smile. The other two girls, the head of the sorority, Carla Chan, and the vice president Rebecca Payton, walked ahead scouting out a table as

Alessandra POV Cocking a brow up at him, I held right to him. “You can keep going all night?” “I guess we’ll see.” Carrying me through the threshold, he took me directly to the queen-sized bed, covered in a black and white checkered duvet. We both went tumbling onto the bed, his body covering mine as his lips came hurtling down onto mine. His kiss was frenzied as he ground his hips against me, the ridge of his dick rubbing against my groin. With each movement, my skirt hitched up until it was bunched around my waist with only the thin lacy material of my panties and the cotton of his pants separating me from what about going to bring me the type of pleasure I’d been longing for. It was crazy and reckless. I knew this, but it was about more than a stupid hazing stunt. This was me finally being able to break free of the restraints I’d been bound in and be the woman I’d grown to be. I was free now to indulge in my sexual urges and take pleasure in a man’s body on mine. I was free to i