Tears streamed down my face as I screamed in horror, "Nathan, please don't leave me! Please!" I knelt next to his unconscious body, my heart pounding in my chest. I gently took his phone from his hand and dialed 911, my voice trembling as I begged for help. "My brother is unconscious, he isn't waking up. Please, anyone, help us!" I pleaded with the dispatcher, desperation tinging every word.A male voice on the other end assured me, "We will be there as fast as we can, ma'am." I quickly provided our mansion's address before ending the call, slipping the phone into my pajamas pocket. Clutching Nathan to my chest, I continued to cry and pray, unwilling to accept the thought of losing my brother. "Please, Lord, I can't lose Nathan. Not now, not ever," I whispered through my sobs, shaking him with all my strength in a futile attempt to rouse him.Soon, the wail of sirens filled the air as the ambulance arrived. Paramedics rushed in, taking charge of the situation as they carefully attende

As I opened the door to my hotel room, I screamed as I found myself confronted by a shocking sight. Water was everywhere, flooding the room and turning the floor into a small, impromptu lake. With urgency, I immediately called the room service, and the hotel manager was summoned to address the situation. As the commotion drew the attention of all nearby, Dylan emerged from his room, drawn by the disturbance."Why did this happen to my room? What went wrong?" I demanded, my voice laced with frustration and disbelief."We are sorry, ma'am. The bathroom pipe has been having an issue for a while now, but the staff neglected it," the manager explained, his tone apologetic.Feeling overwhelmed, I couldn't help but express my distress. "What will I do now? Where will I stay for heaven's sake? It's nighttime!""The hotel is fully booked, as well as all the others in the city. The only available accommodations are in rural area hotels," the manager informed me, his expression reflecting the un

"Excuse me, what do you want?" I demanded, my voice edged with confusion as the stranger took a seat across from me without a meal tray or any apparent reason to be there.He sat there, a disconcerting smile playing on his lips as he gazed at me, his silence unsettling. "Who are you?" I pressed, feeling a growing sense of unease at his unusual behavior. Instead of offering a simple introduction, he rose from his seat and moved to the chair beside me, his proximity setting my nerves on edge."I'm Diego Pretty," he announced his closeness and touch sending shivers down my spine. "Please stop, just leave," I implored, attempting to draw back from his advances. Panic surged through me as he persisted, his hand on my chin, attempting to pull me into a kiss despite my resistance. I struggled against his hold, pushing against him with my hands with all my strength, but he remained firm, his grip so strong on my chin as I fought to free myself from his unwelcome touch.Suddenly a figure was

Allison sprinted toward Dylan and enveloped him in a tight embrace, leaving both Dylan and me dumbfounded. Despite the unexpected intrusion, Dylan still hadn't released my hand. After the hug, Allison pushed my hand away and positioned herself between us, clutching onto Dylan's arms as if she never intended to let go. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the dramatic display."What are you doing here?" Dylan inquired, trying to make sense of the sudden turn of events."I miss you, sweetie," Allison replied with a tinge of reproach in her voice. "You haven't called me in days or picked up my calls, so I figured you were busy. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I decided to come and see my man." She cast a critical glance in my direction before fixing a saccharine smile on her face. "Such a pretender," I muttered under my breath, feeling distinctly uncomfortable.Dylan, clearly taken aback by Allison's unannounced arrival, sought to resolve the situation. "You've seen me now, right?" he rea

Struggling to rise from the floor, I gritted my teeth against the pain and slowly pushed myself upright. As I steadied myself, I saw Dylan clutching the pillow tightly, his eyes still glazed from the effects of the drug. "Charlotte... Charlotte….I love..you," he murmured, his voice filled with longing.The sound of his voice calling out her name tore through me, and in a surge of anguish and frustration, I cried out, "Ahhhh... Charlotte!" The pain in my back seemed to amplify my anguish. "I'm going to make your life miserable. I'll ruin you!" My words rang out with anger and despair, echoing in the room."I can't bear this any longer. I can't allow this to happen," I whispered to myself, my mind racing with desperation. "Using the drug again would have a severe impact on Dylan. and I can't let that happen. He's my only link to wealth. It has to happen tonight. Dylan must have sex with me."As I remembered the plans Sonia had shared with me, a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "P