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

I froze, and I felt Jude do the same. I understood that he acted unconsciously, and he did so because he saw that I wasn't in a good state.

Still, the way Jude smelled, the way he held me, I was unable to think of anything, my heart somersaulting in my chest. Either from the danger, the door unlocked while I was hugged by my stepson and student intimately in his school, or because the way he acted was the way a man would towards a woman.

My ear near his chest, I could also perceive his heartbeat picking up, strong and mighty as it hammered against his rib cage, against my head, and I didn't know what to make out of it.

If I could do what I wanted, I would lock the door, and stay like this, letting the class wait outside forever, while I let myself be fall into the darkness, in the abyss that had ascended upon me.

"Jude." I mumbled, not hearing myself speaking with my heartbeat, his heartbeat, and my ears ringing.

93. Inconsistencies