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!
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My Psycho Stepson and me

My mother warned me, not wanting for me to find out about an ominous secret, and now it looks like my father had the corpse of his white moonlight down there, doing god knows what to it.

I went to my window sill to continue smoking, waiting for Lesly to come home. I can't deny that I am more nervous about her being alone with my father after speculating about having a skeleton in the cellar.

When Liliana Humphrey had died, my father was eighteen years old. Had he killed her in a frenzy because she wanted to leave him or wanted to be with someone other than him? Possible.

But if he did, then why had my mother survived all these years? Even the in comparison friendly measure of admitting her to the psychiatric clinic was cast aside.

Thinking and smoking, fiddling with my guitar, then doing push-ups and some other exercises, I waited for her to come home.

85. Ripples (Jude's POV)