His Mistress

Flammara Shane Hernandez or better known as Mara, 17 years old who is pretty, kind and smart but grew into violence due to the mistreatment of her mother and sister and her only savior is her only older brother Kentdrick cint Santiago 25 years old But what if the one' you consider most important to you and your protector turns out to be the one' who destroys your life and puts you in a life like hell "Brother, it hurts" I said, the pain of him clinging to my arm and I tried to remove it with one of my hands, but I couldn't do anything, his eyes were on the man in front of me and it was so bad that he could look, it was worse than if that's why I didn't understand him, why was he so angry I was alarmed when my brother was about to punch the man and immediately covered it but my brother didn't continue, I know my brother doesn't want trouble and everyone's attention so he didn't continue. "Stay away from her b*llsh*t" he shouted emphatically and looked at me again with glazed eyes I was surprised when it reached my pulse and pulled it, I don't know where we are going, just the speed of my heart beating 'why is he like this' Brother, where are you taking me? "I stuttered and was about to cry but he didn't answer The sound of the music gradually disappeared from my hearing as we went up to an unknown place,,,, immediately my eyes widened and my heart beat faster when I saw that we were going to a room Upon reaching a room, he immediately pulled me in and slammed the door shut at the same time as it was locked, my knees were almost shaking. "K'kuya" I was surprised and my tears started to flow when he suddenly threw me on the bed "Didn't I tell you Flammara not to do anything to make me angry!!!" His scream almost echoed throughout the room, I looked at him in tears. "It's not what you think brother, he's just asking, what's wrong with that?" I asked crying and sat on the bed "He's just asking, but if you smile at him, it's pure!! " I was almost deafened by his scream "What's making you angry?" I also shouted because I couldn't understand him anymore, I don't want him to be like this, I'm afraid "You gave me the reason not to stop myself Flammara,,,, so now" I stepped back and my whole being trembled following my continuous tears because he was slowly unbottoming his polo, No! I hope I'm wrong You will face my punishment! "What are you doing brother!? " I backed away even more and reached the headboard of the bed, now he was removing his belt I didn't wait for him to completely take off his underwear, I quickly ran to the door but I stopped and my knees trembled as if I was going to fall to the ground, because of the mixed feelings, a gun was pointed at my head, why did he have gun? "Try to escape Mara and your head will explode!" I slowly looked at him with a pleading look on his face but he looked at me like a merciless demon. He quickly grabbed my left arm very tightly at the same time as he pointed the gun at my throat so that my head lifted up and I swallowed one after another. "P'please brother, don't do this to me, I'm begging you! " I begged but he just grinned and rubbed the gun on my shoulder, I was so scared that it might go off so my body was like a statue "You gave me a reason to do this baby, your f*cking testing my patience, so Kana will never get rid of me, I will make sure to destroy what you care about the most, F*ck!" Again I struggled as he tore my clothes at the same time as he kissed my lips, but again he pointed the gun so I didn't do anything, I don't want this but I also don't want to die He threw me on the bed again and I was saddened to watch him take off the rest of the covers I couldn't do anything but cry and hold the bed sheet tightly around my mouth and endure especially when I felt its delicacy in my middle while still continuing to kiss my neck. He's no longer my brother, he's like a demon on top of me

In front of the mirror, my reflection looks calm and composed. But inside, I'm filled with nerves. It’s a big night. I observed myself, wearing a simple black dress with my long hair down, as if I were going to a wake. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! “Can I come in?” It was Brother Enzo’s voice, so I immediately turned around and saw him peeking in with a smile on his lips. “You know you’re always welcome, Brother Enzo. I’m just checking my look before I make my grand entrance,” I said, and Brother chuckled softly before giving my outfit a once-over. “Yeah, I see. It looks like you’ve really prepared for your first meeting with your fiance,” he teased, but I knew he was also worried about me, which is why he came here. I’ve been ready for a while now, yet I’m still up here and haven’t gone downstairs. He knows I’m just hiding out in my room. He took a deep breath as I lowered my head, and I felt his hand on my shoulder, so I turned to look at him as he sat down in front of me. “You’re stalling, Chiara. It’s okay; you don’t have to pretend with me. I don’t like this arranged marriage either,” he said, so I looked at him. “There must be a way to stop this, right?” I asked, my eyes brimming with tears. “He’s not serious about marrying me, is he?” I asked. “And it’s not just any Montello, Brother. We’re talking about Ethan Harris Montello. He’s a monster!” I exclaimed, and he let out a harsh breath at my words. “But father is a man of his word. He made the deal with the Montello elders, and he won’t back out of it now,” he said, and I shook my head. Why is this happening to me? I felt him hug me, so I just closed my eyes. brother Enzo may be hotheaded, but he’s always been gentle with me. This family is incredibly important to him. “Hey, I’m worried about you too. If this truce doesn’t hold, who knows what could happen to you? Our family has been at war with the Montello family for decades. We may be at peace for now, but I doubt it will last,” he said. “Do you think there will be another war between our family and theirs?” I asked, and he took a deep breath. “I don’t know. This hatred is in our blood. It won’t disappear just because we’ve been promised peace. Keep your wits about you, Chiara. Stay guarded around Ethan. He may be your husband soon, but he’ll always be our sworn enemy,” Brother reminded me firmly. Married to my sworn enemy. Fate sure has a strong sense of humor when it comes to shaping your destiny. Fine, I’ll do my best. No matter who I marry, in my heart, I’ll always be a Bianchi. I looked at Brother. “Come on. I should join the party before father sends out a search party,” I said, and he offered his hand to me, which I accepted. I was incredibly nervous about making my entrance, knowing that I’d see Ethan there. I can’t believe this is happening. This engagement feels like a bad dream...

"Stop running around! I'm exhausted chasing after you, Quiy!" I scolded my child. Seriously, he's so hyperactive. It's like he's a worm sprinkled with salt. He's only three years old, but I feel like I won't even make it to his college years because right now, I already feel like giving up. I wanted this, so I guess all I can say is... just bear with it! Instead of listening to me, he became even more aggressive. I might as well carry him in a basket just to keep him quiet. "I'll leave you here, you’ll see," I threatened, but it seemed to have no effect on this little rascal. "If you weren't so heavy, I'd carry you, but you’re heavier than a sack of rice!" I complained, knowing I’d end up doing it anyway. Even though Quiy is a headache, I still love him, of course! Even if I were offered ten million, I’d still choose my child. We always playfully bicker, but of course, it's all for fun. It would be boring if we didn’t talk, right? There are only two of us, so we’d be wasting our words if we stayed silent. If he inherited anything from me, it's my quick tongue. But his seems to be on overdrive. Mine is still manageable... but his? It’s overflowing. "You're too slow, Mommy. I'm speeding up so we don't miss out," he said, rolling his eyes at me. If this kid wasn't just three years old, I might have done something drastic. "How can you miss out? We're in a grocery store. There’s plenty to buy, so you won’t run out," I explained. He let out a heavy sigh, raised an eyebrow, and crossed his arms. "Then why haven’t you found my diapers yet?" he argued, his eyebrow arching even higher. "They said there's no more stock of your diapers, ma'am!" I sarcastically replied. "See, Mommy? We're out of stock because you're too slow. You're like a pregnant lady. I saw earlier that another mom grabbed the last one of my diaper type. I was going to snatch it, but then I saw her husband. He’s so big, so I kept quiet," the little one shrugged. Why does he know so much? Sometimes I think maybe I’m just a joke to the world, that he’s actually the mommy and I’m the child because he knows more than I do. "I'm not pregnant. Where do you get these ideas? You look like a penguin—did you hear me say anything?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, you just did," he replied. Sometimes, I just want to put him in my pocket. He’s so annoying! He always has something to say! "Quiyana Louise," I called out his full name. Whenever I do that, he usually behaves because he knows I’m about to scold him. "I won't run anymore, Mommy," he said, pressing his lips together tightly. I nodded in relief. Thank goodness. I'm only twenty-four, but I feel like I’m sixty. It’s exhausting taking care of a mischievous child, especially one who’s always cheeky. If I didn’t love him... Even though he's the most mischievous, headache-inducing, and expensive child, I’d still do anything to give him the good life he deserves. I never experienced these things when I was a child because I wasn't born rich. There were even times when my parents couldn’t afford to buy even a kilo of rice, so the solution was to borrow from the neighbors. For me, there’s no shame in coming from such a life. Even now, I sometimes find myself needing to borrow money, but at least I know how to pay it back. I’ll work even harder to give my child a good life. "You’re smiling again, Mommy. I’m not being naughty anymore," I heard him say. That’s why I love this kid. At least he’s affectionate too. A smile slowly formed on my lips. He even clapped when I did. "My mommy is so beautiful..." he praised, something that probably only happens once a month. Most of the time, I just get insults from him. I don’t even know where he got that attitude from—I’m kind... and so are my parents. "Enough with the compliments, Quiy. I already knew that. Do you think complimenting me will make me buy you chocolate?" I looked down at him. "No. Your teeth will fall out," I added, causing his shoulders to droop in disappointment while pouting. He’s already missing teeth, yet he still wants sweets. Of course, I don’t want him wearing dentures at such a young age! Besides, I can’t afford such things. He stayed quiet, so I focused on the shopping list I had written. I’m the type who thinks of many things to buy while at home, but when I’m actually at the store... I forget. So young and already forgetful. I’d almost bought everything. Only Quiy’s diapers and milk were left. I was about to call him when my heart pounded loudly—I didn’t see him in the aisle where I was. I quickly put down the basket I was holding and took quick steps to search for Quiy. My heart raced even faster with every aisle I passed where I didn’t see him. Where could that child have gone?! "Quiy?" I called, but still no response. I had passed several aisles, but still no sign of Quiy. I must have called out every saint I knew, but still nothing. "Quiy, my child?!" I called out agai

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