Strip

A heavy sigh escaped from Charles' lips, as he fought against the overwhelming despair threatening to engulf him. He clenched his fists, trying to resist the urge to surrender to the pain that surged through his being.

"No!" he shouted inwardly, his voice filled with anguish.

Releasing his grip on the laptop, he closed it with a resolute thud. Memories of that fateful day when he lost Natalie came rushing back, intensifying the burden of guilt he carried within. Charles found himself blaming his own actions for her untimely demise, tormenting himself with the belief that had he acted differently, her tragic end could have been prevented.

With a heavy heart, Charles stubbornly held onto his self-imposed promise never to let anyone into his life again, carrying the weight of his grief until his last breath.

...

Flower was presently in the kitchen, diligently preparing a meal. Despite Charles' instructions to leave, she had chosen to stay and eagerly awaited his return. Determined not to risk losing her job, she decided to cook a mouthwatering dish that would surely entice him.

The thought of finding a new job filled Flower with dread. It would be a challenging and time-consuming process, and she couldn't afford to be unemployed for too long. Instead, she resolved to please Charles and prove her worth, despite her nervousness.

She meticulously prepared each ingredient, ensuring that every detail of the dish was perfect. The sweet aroma wafting through the kitchen was evidence of her efforts. As the minutes ticked by, Flower's anticipation grew, intermingled with a touch of anxiety.

She clutched the wooden spoon tightly in her hand, rehearsing her plan in her mind. She hoped that her culinary skills would overshadow any mistakes she had made earlier, and that her dedication and hard work would be enough for Charles to give her a second chance. She was very stubborn that she refused to leave even after he told her to.

...

Eat and drink restaurant

Marissa's phone began ringing, and her heart skipped a beat as she glanced at the caller ID. It was her father, a man she had always feared and tried to escape from. Despite her trembling, she mustered the courage to swipe the green icon and answer the call.

"Hello?" she said, her voice filled with fear.

"Come home, or your mother will die," her father replied before abruptly hanging up. Marissa's heart pounded in her chest at his chilling words, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her father was an abuser, who had subjected both her and her mother to daily beatings. She had fled their home to protect herself, vowing never to return, but now her father had found a way to force her back using her mother's life as leverage.

Marissa was accustomed to bottling up her emotions, unwilling to appear weak in the eyes of others. The only person who knew about her dark family secret was Flower, her best friend. Opening up had been difficult, but Flower had always provided comfort and support. However, Flower was no longer by her side. Marissa felt utterly alone.

She realized she had no choice but to visit her father's house, for he would follow through on his threat and harm her mother. Preparing herself mentally, she gathered her belongings and informed her manager of her unavoidable absence. Convincing the manager to grant her permission was challenging, but finally, he relented.

Hailing a cab, Marissa took a deep breath as she headed towards the house she despised. It was a place that had brought her nothing but sorrow and pain.

...

At the cafeteria

Honey Bell, Julienne and Tifana found a seat in the cafeteria and sat down at a table. They ordered their food and began to eat while engaging in conversation.

Julienne suddenly looked up from her meal and noticed the N3 approaching from a distance. An idea instantly formed in her mind.

"I need to eat a banana," she muttered.

"Why?" Tifana asked curiously.

"Just watch and see," Julienne replied with a mischievous grin and promptly ordered some bananas. She quickly ate them, peeling them and discarding the skins.

"I see what you're up to," Honey Bell chuckled, understanding Julienne's plan.

Julienne then tossed the banana peels toward the entrance of the cafeteria as she saw the N3 getting closer. Unfortunately, Nancy happened to be at the front and became the first to enter the cafeteria.

Her foot slipped on the banana peels on the floor, causing her to lose her balance. Just as she was about to fall, Harrison swiftly caught her by the waist, preventing her from hitting the ground.

Nancy's eyes widened in surprise as Harrison's hands wrapped around her waist. Acting on instinct, without thinking for a second, she struck her hand against his face with force, not even realizing that he had saved her from a potentially dangerous fall.

The slap caused Harrison's hands to slip off her waist, and Nancy staggered slightly, nearly falling again. Thankfully, Nora acted quickly and held her steady, preventing her from losing her balance completely.

"How dare you touch me?!" Nancy thundered angrily.

Harrison was taken aback by her reaction. He had only saved her from a fall, and she repaid his kindness with a slap. He stood in shock, holding his throbbing cheek.

...

The cab conveying Marrissa came to a halt in front of the house, and as Marissa paid the driver, he zoomed away. She mustered her courage, taking another deep breath before entering. In the living room, she found her father smoking, a cloud of haze surrounding him. A quick glance at the other side revealed her mother's frail and naked body on the floor, covered in bruises. Her skin was rough, displaying the marks of countless injuries, and she looked emaciated, as if she had been deprived of food.

"So, you have finally found the courage not to greet me," Mr. Alvarado sneered, removing the cigarette from his mouth.

"Good afternoon, father," Marissa stuttered, her voice trembling as she couldn't hide her fear.

Mr Alvarado eyes scanned all over her body and stopped at her pussy.

" I see you have gone beautiful. Strip" he commanded and tears finally fell out of Marrissa's eye.