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My head sinks into a pillow as he slides on top of me, my wrists above my head, locked in his fist while he smoothly enters me.

His lips crash onto mine, his tongue plunging into my mouth.

His kiss is hot and tormenting… suffocating. His hard cock slams into me. His breath is deliciously arousing.

A wave of pleasure surges through me, dragging me to my high and tensing my muscles.

“Don’t you move,” he barks as I fight his lock, trying to grab him.

He takes me all the way up and makes me come.

A lustful smile tilts his lips as he moves his body on top of mine, making me squirm with delight, captive under him, completely in his power.

20

RAIN

I never thoughtthis day would come.

It’s ten in the morning when I pull up my car in front of my parents’ home, my stomach tied in knots.

I slip into the house, dreading having to face my mom.

I head straight to my room, praying for a miracle. Footsteps rush out of the kitchen, trailing me.

“Rain?”

I turn around.

“Can you come here for a minute?” my mother says, her voice lined with concern.

I follow her into the kitchen, still dressed in my evening gown, my pulse racing.

She motions me to the chair.

I sense she has been hurt.

She also seems detached.

“Why would you do that to me, Rain?”

“Do what, Mom?”

She studies me, the sadness in her eyes affecting me greatly.

Strangely, there’s so much coldness in her eyes. And then I realize... That’s how she's coped with things she didn’t like her whole life.

That’s how she’s avoided the inconvenient truths.

Maybe she had suspected something about my father and was aware of my sister’s doings, yet she’s always lived in denial.

Looking from the outside, we look like the perfect family––well-off, living in a beautiful house.

In reality, things are far from perfect.

Occasionally, we share dinners and love the comfort of our home, but our hearts are never here.

We have secrets––significant parts of our lives––that we hide from others, and we are rarely home together.

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