Maddie
I stirred from my sleep, hearing the subtle sounds of morning. Blinking against the brightness, I found myself in a room flooded with light.“Oh my God!” I gasped, leaping out of bed. Victor stood near the window, a detail I missed in my initial shock. Had I known, I wouldn't have screamed. He turned, confusion marking his face, which slowly morphed into anger. My throat went dry.Supposed to leave right after, but I had fallen asleep in his arms. Trying to slip away, his gaze fixed on me.“Don't move," he commanded, stern and unwavering. I froze.“I have two questions," his deep voice cut through the tension. I nodded, unable to speak.“What are you doing here?" I began to answer, but he raised a finger, cutting me off.“Don't lie to me, and what is going on?” My attempt to find the words failed.“Speak!" he shouted, the sound echoing through the house. Fear seized me; I trembled, lips glued together.“Why are you mute, you weren't quiet last night,” he continued with anger lacing his words.“This is all a misunderstanding,” I stammered slowly, attempting to muster the strength to speak.“Misunderstanding? You can't be serious,” he dismissed in a hurry.“I want to know what you are doing on my bed or you will be thrown in jail if you don't speak in three seconds.” His roar echoed, a threat hanging in the air.Unable to contain it any longer, I burst into tears, attempting to explain the inexplicable. I laid bare the truth, my father's insistence that I replace my sister in his bed, driven by her supposed lack of virginity."My father insisted I sleep with you, instead of my sister because she isn't a virgin."His face contorted with disgust and anger. The tight grip on his coffee cup betrayed his struggle to hold back.The door swung open violently, and Stephanie barged into the bedroom. Surprise and anger flashed in her eyes at finding me still there."Wh... what are you doing here, Maddie?" she stammered, feigning innocence.“Are you a part of this?" Victor turned to his wife, his voice now different from the one I heard during our night.His loud voice interrupted my thoughts, now directed at my stepsister. Fear gripped her; she seemed clueless. As I was about to speak, he screamed again."I will ask you one more time, did you have any idea of this?" He demanded.Stephanie's face revealed her intent to lie and blame me. Before she could utter a word, he caught her off guard."Don't lie to me; your sister told me everything," he declared, pointing at me.Burdened by his questions, I realized I was still in my lingerie. Embarrassment engulfed me as I quickly left the bedroom, heading towards the room I had been assigned. Each step echoed with pain in my upper body, causing me to slow down. Amid Stephanie's pleas and Victor's escalating fury, I sensed trouble ahead, especially with my father. Yet, the pain I felt served as a constant reminder that my ordeal had only just begun.I immersed myself in a hot bath, attempting to wash away the lingering discomfort and shame. Dressed and seated on the bed in that unfamiliar room, I awaited my fate. It wasn't long before Stephanie entered, announcing that we were leaving. Curious about the outcome of her discussion with Victor, I tried to ask, but the stern look she shot my way silenced me.The journey back home unfolded in heavy silence; no words were exchanged between Stephanie and me. Her face bore the marks of tears, and I could feel the weight of her resentment. The memory of her threats before the wedding echoed in my mind. Despite being only a year younger, Stephanie's intimidating presence had always kept me in check.Upon arriving home, Stephanie wasted no time sharing her version of events with our parents in the living room. She recounted Victor's rejection and the looming divorce. The revelation about Dad's debt being a catalyst for this ordeal hit me hard. Throughout her narration, I remained silent, only to be met with a sudden, harsh blow to my face. Linda, my stepmother, had slapped me, and my father erupted in anger, blaming me for everything. I wasn't afforded a moment to defend myself, and Stephanie stood by, seemingly indifferent as they both turned on me.My father stormed into my room, hurling my belongings out of the house. Desperation overwhelmed me, and I pleaded with him through tears.Dad, please don't do this; I have nowhere to go," I pleaded and wept until my eyes ran dry of tears.Fueled by her long-standing disdain, my stepmother coldly commanded my eviction. As my father completed the heart-wrenching act, they slammed the gate shut, severing the last ties that bound me to that place.Left stranded on the unforgiving street, I sought solace on the pavement beside the gate. Hours stretched beneath the scorching sun as I pondered my uncertain future.The harsh reality set in: my only glimmer of hope might lie with my friend Cynthia, whose family had extended support after my mother's death. Summoning my strength, I rose and embarked on the journey to Cynthia's, silently praying they would open their doors and offer a shred of hope in my dire situation.The betrayal from my father was a painful truth I struggled to accept."Congratulations, Miss. You are two months pregnant," the doctor exclaimed with enthusiasm. However, this news brought no joy. Despite taking all necessary precautions after the encounter with Victor, it seemed that my efforts to prevent pregnancy were in vain. I was now confirmed pregnant.As the confirmation of my pregnancy settled in, tears threatened to overflow, and the weight of the news pressed heavily on my shoulders. However, having Cynthia and her parents by my side acted as an anchor, preventing me from succumbing to the overwhelming emotions.Cynthia’s parents welcomed me into their home with open arms, treating me like their own. I poured out the tale of my recent struggles, and their genuine sympathy provided solace. For the first time in two months, I found peace, enjoying good food without anyone's complaints. However, this period of respite was drawing to a close.“Hey, this doesn't mean your life has ended," Cynthia tried to cheer me up.“Yes, it has," I replied, tears streaming down my face.“What am I supposed to do?" I cried, struggling to find the words.“You will have to bounce back,” she encouraged.Upon our return home, I received an email notification on my phone. To my surprise, it was a scholarship offer for a fashion and design school. I had applied for it, before heading to college, uncertain if I would be accepted. The email confirmed my admission and awarded me a scholarship. However, the catch was that the school was in Italy.Italy? I had never left New York. The idea of surviving in a foreign country was daunting. Despite my reservations, seeing the email made it feel right. I began to make arrangements and prepare for my journey abroad. It dawned on me that this was an opportunity to start my life anew, leaving behind everyone and embracing the baby on the way as my only family.I said my tearful goodbyes to Cynthia and her family, a bittersweet farewell that marked the beginning of my solo journey. Boarding the plane, a surge of terror gripped me, but beneath it, a fierce determination to seize control of my life pulsed.Victor I continued thrusting, driven by an insatiable desire. Her moans echoed loudly, and her inner thighs were soaked, yet it wasn't enough. It had never been enough, especially since that fateful wedding night. The memory of it intensified my movements. She kept screaming my name, and as I reached my climax, thoughts of the woman from my wedding night flooded my mind, arousing me even more. The mere recollection of her sent shivers down my spine.“That was your best yet, Victor," the woman on my office sofa complimented. She had been a recurring presence, introduced by my friends who believed I needed distraction from the woman who had left an indelible mark on my wedding night. Yet, she was more than just a distraction; she unearthed emotions I never thought I possessed. Despite my inebriation that night, the memories lingered, haunting my thoughts.“You think?” I responded to her.“You still think of her, don't you?” Her question caught me off guard. She laughed, saying, “I migh
MaddieThe sun shone brightly as I got out of the airplane, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. It's been five years since I saw that tree staring back at me. The last time I saw it was the moment I looked back on my life years ago.I stepped into the limousine, and a wave of cold air from the AC gushed over me.As the limo drove through the familiar streets of New York, memories flooded back. I couldn't help but recall the challenges, pain, and heartache I endured during my time here. However, I was determined to focus on the positive changes in my life. My decision to pursue the scholarship and move to Italy had been a turning point, and now, returning after five years felt like a triumphant homecoming.“Where to, Ma?” My driver, Steven, asked.“The main workshop, please.” I replied to him.After leaving New York, it was hell. Upon arriving at the college, I was told that after a year I would have to live off campus. I worked two shifts every day after work, even after I ga
Maddie"Forgiveness?" . I thought to myself as I hurriedly left his office, fighting the tears from dropping my eyes. I wondered if it was possible and if healing was within reach.As I walked out of my father's office, the memories of everything he put me through flooded back.Maeve was waiting outside, concern all over her face."Well, that went better than expected," she said, trying to lighten up my mood."Let's not get ahead of ourselves," I replied. I was still processing everything that just happened."Now that we have settled on the venue issue, we need to make sure all other things are in order. If this show isn't a success, then there is no point in coming back to New York.""I got you, babe. You know that, but you need to take it slow too. You can't bottle up all your feelings." Maeve said, trying to get me to talk about what went down with my father."Watch me," I said to her with a stern face."Ma'am, is time?" I looked up to Steven talking, then looked at my wristwatch.
Victor"Hmm, hmm." Stephanie moaned loudly. Her ass was facing me as she laid on the table, with me thrusting inside of her."Faster, oh, you feel so good." She kept going on loudly. I spanked her as she came all over my dick.I wasn't close yet, even with her big ass and her moans. My mind flashbacks to my wedding night, and adrenaline pumped through my system."Stay put, I'm coming." I commanded as I pumped my seeds into the condom.Yeah, condom, I have been careful to use it ever since Stephanie and I started fucking. I have never been careful with anyone this way."That was amazing, Victor." She said this as she lay next to the bed beside the table."Hmmm," I replied to her nonchalantly."Come on, how much more do I need to prove myself?" She said, getting tears.My attitude toward her hasn't changed, nor has her ambition to be my wife again.Like that would ever happen."This is everything I got on Kingsley. With this, you can get the client from him." She said, handing me an env
Maddie"What the hell is he doing here?!". Surprise was written all over my face. Of all the places, I never expected him to be here at my fashion show."Madison..." Victor spoke, coming close to me."It's Maddie, just Maddie." I told him, but he just kept staring at me."I'm sorry, but it's been a long time. Last time I saw you, we were both in a weird situation."While he was speaking, a familiar figure came down the red carpet towards us."Maddie?" What are you doing here?"Stephanie asked with disdain in her voice."What am I doing here? Are those supposed to be the right questions?" I asked, laughing."I thought you left the city." She said"I did, and I'm back. What are you doing here?""I didn't know it was your show till I got here." She said that. I noticed her moving close to Victor, trying to hold his hands. But he smacked her hands down and moved closer to me."Don't come any further." Maeve, who has been watching the whole thing, stood between myself and Victor."It's oka
MaddieI woke up to the sun on my face and the non stop buzzing of my phone. I have a busy schedule today, and hearing the sound of my phone isn't helping.I stood up, did my daily routine, and headed for the kitchen to get myself a coffee drink. The house was silent, which means Aiden and Caleb had left for school.My heart ached at that; at least I saw them before they went to bed last night. But it isn't enough. I knew that.Taking a sip of my coffee, I went through my phone to see a lot of messages from Maeve, and they were not good."Where are you, girl?. You need to get here ASAP." Oversleeping wasn't my thing, except when I was truly tired. I drank all the coffee and hurriedly left for the office.I wore a short body hug singlet gown with a white shirt, a long light jacket, and sneakers. I complimented my looks with a black shade, and I felt good about myself.I arrived at the office to see a lot of cameras and reporters at my entrance."What the hell?" I almost shouted."Shoul
MaddieDriving Aiden and Caleb to the park, started to feel like the wrong thing to do. I kept wondering who would have taken those pictures of me and why. A reporter maybe but how did they know where to find because clearly they were waiting for me. "Watch it." I was about to bump into another lane and cause an accident. "Watch your six ma'am!.""Do you want to cause an accident?!" "You shouldn't be on the road if you can't drive!." I heard someone. So arrogant. So many questions on my driving skills. Ignoring the rude comment, I concentrated on driving through the traffic. The weird pictures were bothering me, making me wonder who took them and why. As we got to the park, I felt uneasy. I parked, looking around carefully, worried about the chance of being followed or watched."You guys okay?" I asked Caleb and AidenI saw them shake their heads but they were engrossed in the game they were playing.The park was like a little break from all the crazy stuff around me. Seeing Ai
VictorI looked at her as she got into her car and drove off. Memories of that night came rushing in, firing adrenaline into me."Are we done here?" I heard Stephanie behind me."Yeah, I am." I said, turning around."Along with whatever this is." I said, pointing."What!" She shouted, almost drawing attention to us."It looks like you want to ruin the attention you got tonight." I said, smirking at her."I have done everything you asked; the minute you see her, everything we have is just gone." I could hear the surprise and anxiety in her voice.You never told me you had feelings for my step sister!" She said it between her teeth."I never told you anything, and we never had anything." I said it nonchalantly.I got into the car and rolled down my window. I looked up to her and said,"You can find your own way home." Then I drove off."Everything we had, you call fucking, everything we had." I laughed so hard and watched her from the rear mirror until she was out of sight. Now, it is