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

Could it be that under the house had been no remains, but a living person instead? I have absolute confidence that my father would be able to lock someone up alive.

My mother would definitely be more disturbed by finding a living person, a locked-up mistress in the cellar, than finding a charcoal body.

It would be a pity if this person had died in the fire. A real pity. She would have been the perfect witness to bring my father to prison forever.

But I can't change the fact that this house had burned down, that we were on the run, that whatever was in the house, most probably suffocated to death.

My heart skipped a beat and I felt my hands tremoring.

We don't know for sure if Liliana is Lesly's mother; it could be the other twin as well. Was it possible that I killed the bird's mother, someone innocent, with my own hands?

I leaned back and closed my eyes, looking up. Trying to calm down.

134. It doesn't matter (Jude's POV)