Olga Sunicia

“Why are you doing this?” I ask, flustered, as his lips leave wet traces of a kiss on my shoulder. “Because I want to,” Max replies confidently. “And I usually get what I want.” “You’ve always hated me,” I say, breathless from our closeness. “As a stepsister,” he says, his eyes flashing. “I never wanted to be your brother, and now that desire has only grown stronger.”

My life doesn’t belong to me. First, my stepfather seized control over our family, then I ended up in the hands of a vile fat man who wanted a doll for his sexual pleasures. Fortunately, the fat man passed away, and now my fate depends on his young nephew. A small hope has sparked in me that I might negotiate with this man and bargain for my freedom. But will he agree to let me go? Or will he keep me as a trophy?

- Why do you need me? You had an agreement for Khrystyna. Why test me too? - I like to cover my bases, - he slides an intrigued gaze over me. – And as you can see, not without reason. Your sister didn’t suit me; she’s ready to spread her legs for the first guy who buys her a cocktail. So, you will be my wife. - I don’t want to. I didn’t agree to this. Let me go. - Little girl, don’t you get it? There’s no going back. Consider yourself sold by your uncle. And you cost me a lot, considering how much money he borrowed from me. So, you’d better be good and worth that amount. - You’re insane. This is kidnapping. It’s illegal. - Don’t you know? In this city, I am the law, - he snaps at me, and I freeze. – So, sit quietly.

Once, I made a very strange deal with a certain man to save my family from debts. He demanded that I bear him an heir, raise the child for the first few years, and then hand him over. I managed everything except the last point. I cannot give up the child because he is my own flesh and blood son. And I will fight for him.

Here is the translation of the provided text into English: --- “I want to talk to you.” “There’s nothing to talk about,” he says too sharply. “There is something. A month ago, we slept together.” “I didn’t know you were Petro’s daughter. I wouldn’t have touched you otherwise.” “Are you afraid of him?” “I don’t want to ruin business relations.” “I hate to disappoint you, but they’re already ruined.” “What do you mean?” he asks, grim and tense. “Artur, that night has consequences,” I say, holding my breath. “What kind?” he hisses, piercing me with a stern gaze. “This morning, I took a pregnancy test,” I pause, giving him time to process. “And it showed a positive result.”

Here is the translation of the provided text into English: --- “What are we going to do if we’re not having sex?” I sigh, disappointed. “Talk,” he replies dryly, downing his wine in one gulp and placing the empty glass on the table. “I need a beautiful and experienced girl, but not for me—for my brother.” “Why didn’t your brother come himself?” I ask, curious. “Because he doesn’t know about my intentions,” he says with a sly smile. “What other intentions? Want your little brother to have a good time?” “I want you to seduce him,” he says clearly, his eyes fixed on my cleavage. “I can see you know how to handle men. I’m sure he won’t resist you. He’ll fall for it, want to taste your body.”

He was my first. I sold him my virginity, hoping I’d never see him again after that night. But this man decided otherwise. He’s used to getting what he wants, and now he wants me.

- What are you doing? – I exclaim in confusion, not expecting such actions from him. - Just wondering if you’re really as sweet as your last name suggests, – he whispers, leaning forward, getting closer to my lips. – And I’m dying to find out. - Better not, – I breathe out faintly. - Why? – he asks, surprised. – Are you afraid of me? He says that. The awkwardness of the situation makes me afraid to move. His closeness is both unsettling and thrilling. - Maybe, – I admit, hoping he’ll let me go.

“Who is this?” — the words get stuck in my throat. “This is Den, my friend. We met in the capital and became close,” Ivan explains calmly, not even noticing the tension that has appeared between us. “Den, this is my younger sister Eva, the one I told you about.” Den, who keeps devouring me with his gaze, takes another step forward, and I involuntarily hold my breath. He’s too close. Far too close. “Hi, Eva,” — his voice is velvety, almost predatory. “And you really are just as Ivan said. I can say you’re even much more beautiful than I imagined.” “Ivan,” I finally manage to say, and my voice comes out quieter than I intended. “Eva, Den will be staying with us for a few days,” he says casually.

“Artur, I’m begging you, as a mature and reasonable man,” I say in a pleading tone, and he raises an intrigued gaze at me. “Let me go. You know your actions aren’t lawful. Sooner or later, I’ll get out of here anyway. Why do you need this trouble?” “Do you really think you’ll cause me any trouble, Tamila? I’ve handled worse,” he says, twisting his lips. “Yes, your presence here is a bit annoying, but nothing more. But I promised your father I’d help, and I will. Starting today, no more partying or hanging out, no clubs. Get ready for your wedding with Makar.” I storm out of the dining room, simultaneously irritated and crushed. So much for talking. What was I even hoping for?

Here is the translation of the provided text into English: --- “My bar is no place for good girls,” he whispers, his hot breath brushing against me. “It’s a place of lust and desires.” “Do you think I’m naive and inexperienced?” I barely exhale. “More like innocent, and that place will corrupt you,” he says, his eyes greedily devouring me. “Do you think I’m like that because I didn’t let you finish what you wanted to do with me?” “Your eyes give you away.” “And what does that mean?” “One look into them, and any man will know you’re untouched. As they say, the forbidden fruit is the sweetest. You’ll be pursued more than others.” “You’re trying to scare me. I know. You’re afraid to hire me,” I say timidly.

Due to my brother's debts, I ended up in the hands of a terrifying man. Eduard Bagriy kidnapped me and is holding me as collateral to recover his money. But realizing that the debtor is likely unable to pay, he offers me a strange deal. I’m forced to agree because I have no other choice. I’m going to get pregnant by Bagriy and bear him an heir.

Recently, two stepbrothers entered my life. And from the very beginning, things between us were off to a rocky start. They’re arrogant, self-obsessed rich boys; I’m just an ordinary girl studying hard for a better future