Chay007

Lesly was just your typical kind of sadistic high school gym teacher, having her idyllic life disturbed when she was taken away by this strange butler, who informed her about her being the true heiress of a fallen family. 
That wasn't all; he was asking her to sign the papers to marry a husband whom she had never met before.
Normally, she would have run away and reported them to the police—if it weren't for them threatening her with the (for her) most important hostage.

On her first day in the villa of her new husband, she barged in on her stepson, intertwined with a brunette girl, not stopping to do the deed just because of her presence.
Clearly a psycho.

Next was the husband, who enticed her with money if she stayed for a year, slept in his bed, and played his wife. 
Lesly decided to go through with it for the good ol' money - however, after being introduced properly to her psycho stepson with ravishingly handsome looks, she had a feeling that things in this house would develop in a dangerous direction.

And she should be proven right.

First Volume: 'The Burning Man' is finished! I am going on hiatus with this because it was a hell of a ride for me as well. I think the big unveiling is done now, and I hope I answered most of the questions. I have a few ideas in mind for the second volume, but I wanted to write something new. The author is unpredictable, so maybe I take it on tomorrow again, but right now, I don't know.

Thanks for all your support!
(*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*

My Psycho Stepson and me

The moment Thomas finally stopped was the moment the car halted. A short pause later, he pulled me up by the destroyed fabric of my dress.

I didn't even look at him; the first thing I did when I was out of that horizontal position, was grabbing the booklet and hit him in the face with it, as hard as I could.

Not waiting for whatever would follow, I opened the car door, the booklet still in my hand, as I ran into the house. Not stopping to turn on the lights, I ran the stairs up, my feet bringing me to Jude's room.

I barged in and closed the door behind me, even locking it when I saw a key in the keyhole. Speedily, I was in front of the desk and whisked the chair away before crawling inside, moving the chair back before me.

The booklet still clutched in my hands, I tried to calm my breathing. Only after a few minutes did I notice that the light was switched on in the room, which should be dark with Jude sleeping in it.

71. Hideout