Emily Williamson, an 18 year old girl, is the only child of both of her parents, who are average earners. She doesn't always bring friends around but is used to her parents bringing their friends over. She feels uncomfortable whenever one of her father's friends comes over, but she thinks it's just her thoughts and he would never have eyes for her because he's her dad's childhood friend, and moreover, he has a wife and kids. And even though he's about the same age as her father, he's more handsome and even richer, owning several companies and estates, what could he possible want from a girl like her?
"I don't think I want to celebrate this year, you guys," I said to Katie and Nyla, my best friends. I sat on my bed, looking at an old picture of younger me, it was a birthday picture from my third birthday. It was a picture of my parents and I, and my little birthday cake, lit with candles.
Katie stood up from my dressing chair that was facing my bed and came to sit beside me, while Nyla was still at my closet, checking out my new clothes.
"Emily, its your eighteenth birthday today, what are you saying.? Katie said.
"Don't worry guys, I'm cool this time, we already celebrated."
Very early this morning, my parents threw a little surprise party for me, I wasn't even surprised at all. I came down stairs early this morning to have breakfast, like a normal day, because I even forgot my own birthday. Then, they came out of nowhere with a cake, shouting happy birthday in my face. My best friends, Katie and Nyla , were there, they were the only friends I had. I also saw Kyren, my close but very distant boyfriend, I didn't care anyways, I just wanted this day to be over already. After the party, everyone went back to their usual pretence, except my best friends that stayed back because they knew I wasn't okay.
"Oh, please, Em." Nyla said, leaving my closet to come sit beside me too. "You don't always have to be this boring. Look, I know something fun we could do tonight, your parents don't have to know..."
"Nyla, she doesn't need any of that right now," Katie interrupted, knowing what Nyla was about to say.
"It's just a little fun here and there, guys, don't be so boring," Nyla said in a chuckle.
"We're not going to a club Nyla," Katie shut her off. But, I didn't really think that was a bad idea. I had never tried out any of those stuff, so it wouldn't hurt if I tried it out on my eighteenth birthday, I'm now an adult after all. After more talks and thoughts, we all decided to go to the club party later that night, it was a masked party after all, no one would see my face.
Katie and Nyla both stayed at my house that day till it was time to go to the club. I told my parents I was going for a sleep over at Nyla's place because her parents were out of town and she was all alone. They agreed, but they didn't know we took along with us the clothes that we would wear to the club that night. Immediately we got to Nyla's place, we changed into the club wears.
"Isn't this a bit too short?" I asked Nyla.
"Come on, Emily, today is your special day, let's have fun tonight." Katie gave her a very hard stare because she didn't like this idea at all, she just wanted me to be happy. In our little friend group, Nyla had always been the wayward one, always trying out new things, whether it was harmful or not.
We booked a ride and headed straight to the club. I thought the driver would suspect that we were still so young to be going to a club, but we didn't look like kids at all, and we were masked so...
We got down from the ride and stood in front of the club, I was a bit hesitant, but we were already there, I just had to go in. We were stopped by two bouncers and I was already relieved that we would go back, but to my surprise, Nyla had passes for three of us, so she dragged us in. Everything seemed so strange, I had never been to a place like this, and my parents would freak out so bad if they knew I was at a club and not Nyla's.
Everyone was either naked or almost half naked, I didn't know why I was so surprised, it was a club anyways. A man came along and spanked Nyla at her behind, I thought she would react violently, but she turned around and smiled, she wore a skirt so short that it revealed almost half her ass. "Why would that make someone smile? I asked myself.
He dragged her by her hand over to the VIP area, where there were other masked men. Katie shook her head slightly and held onto my hand as we walked around, looking for a place to seat at least. There were lots of wild things going on, and I just couldn't get my mind off it. I saw a girl on a strippers pole, doing her work, and there were lots of men paying a lot of cash just to watch her move her body seductively. That was on one side, on another side, I saw a girl on only her underwear, her boobs were just out in the open. She knelt down as two men surrounded her, pouring wine all over her boobs, and her tongue was out, she seemed to be enjoying it.
Just when I thought I had seen it all, I saw a man forcing his large ass cunt into a girl's mouth while another man penetrating her from behind. Other naked men surrounded them, shouting for joy, like they were waiting for their own turns, and a lot of money was being staked on this girl.
"Gosh, this place is so disgusting," Katie said and spat.
"It's okay, Katie, it's just a club, and it's just this once," I assured her. I somehow convinced her to be free tonight and do whatever she wanted to do because we wouldn't come back here again. "We only live once, and besides, we're masked, no one would know it's us," I told her.
We finally got a place to sit at the bar after walking around for five minutes. We had just one shot, and Katie was already feeling it. "Maybe this isn't so bad after all," Katie said as we both met out a loud chuckle and like 3 other shots.
I think some men might have heard us, so a group of them walked right over to the bar where we sat. "Hi ladies," one of the masked men said.
"Would you like to have a drink with us? Another one asked.
"I think we're okay..."
"Yeah, sure," Katie interrupted. My eyes were wide in shock, maybe she was just drunk and wanted to have some fun. She waved at me, smiling as one of them carried her on his shoulder, leaving me behind.
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In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
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