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

Because my companion had carried me into the bathroom, and I heard him undressing, as well as because I wanted to prevent some strange conversation about whether we should bathe together again or not from taking place, I undressed as well.

But his reaction made it seem that this would not be normal in the future, in this world. And while I know that, I still feel embarrassed.

The more embarrassed I felt, the more the portal pulled at me, as I again left my role of a visitor.

So I tried to shift my attention away from the embarrassment and thought about the investigation.

A phone call, an investigation. Was there something like this in this world as well?

Since waking up, I remembered a few things about my old world. I remember going to bed on Friday after cleaning up with Jude, a boring weekend, and then going to bed.

123. Recollecting