CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN - DEADLY NIGHTSHADE.

RATING -18+ [sexual intercourse, foreplay, main character having other sex partners, oral sex, Isabella imagining tora as joel during sex]. MINORS SCROLL PAST THE SEX SCENE.

 MINORS SCROLL PAST THE SEX SCENE

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Distressed and shook-up, the three siblings sat in the living room of their mother's vast cabin, all choked and apprehensive of what to do or say

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Distressed and shook-up, the three siblings sat in the living room of their mother's vast cabin, all choked and apprehensive of what to do or say. Mostly due to the fact that someone has seen the bite mark that they so tried to hide, Venus convicted and remorseful, cowered proscribed as she watched her siblings' anxiety grow due to her.

"I'm sorry, this is all my fault," Venus convicted guilty.

"No, it wasn't your fault," Ivy whispered, stressed, "you were stuck in sleep-waking nightmare, it's not like you could do anything."

Empathetic and sensitive for her sister, Ivy brought Venus into a compassionate and feeling hug, but their embrace cut off by the loud knock that repeated against their front door, strained and under pressure, Ivy reached for the door and opened it to be greeted by Joel, certainly not relaxed, Ivy attempted to close the door but Joel's hand, quick and strong stopped the movement.

"Don't worry I'm not here to snitch on ya," Joel coolly mentioned as he allowed himself into the home.

"Snitch on us for what?" Ivy quickly asked motivated to gaslight the older man.

Gently diverted, Joel put his hand on his belt, evidently not phased during the moment Ivy tried to lamp him. "The most important thing right now is Venus," Joel factually stated, he turned to look at the young girl who had her eyes locked on the almost three-month-old bite, understanding of her anxiety, Joel casually sauntered towards her and checked on the young girl.

Her big brown eyes looked up at the older man with desperation, both her hands locked around her lower leg. "Please don't tell anyone," she hopelessly pleaded, her eyes wide with fear.

Sensitive, Joel earnestly beckoned his head. "I promise, I won't tell anyone."

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