I barely managed to stand still, my head spinning and my skin covered with several cuts, a result of Sophie Reed’s malicious actions.

It all happened after she forced me to drink wine. What happened next, I don't remember. But, when I opened my eyes, I was laying in a strange bed in a stranger’s room, completely naked.

I reached out to hold my phone to call my fiance, only to witness my absurd pictures going viral on the internet.

I desperately looked for my fiance, Nolan Reed, seeking help from him. Instead, I overheard him and his friends talking in a hotel room.

"Who wants to get a taste of this renowned beauty, my wife Vanessa Morgan?" one of them asked, laughing.

It was Nolan. Even with a severe headache, I could easily recognise his voice.

"I do! Nolan, you're too generous. I have never seen a girl from a decent family lying naked before my eyes. You let John witness the whole scene. You can at least share the pics with me, can't you?." another friend chimed in.

Nolan laughed before he tossed his phone in his friend’s direction with my photo on it. "She dares to question my relationship with Sophie and cause a scene? Everyone has seen her naked, and now she's eager to seek me out and beg me to marry her."

The group erupted in laughter, and Nolan continued, "I'll never marry her. After I'm done with her, you guys can have fun with her too."

I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized Nolan Reed’s true nature. He had been my boyfriend for four years, and I thought he was kind and considerate. But now, I saw him for what he really was.

One of his friends asked, "Why did you suddenly decide to do this to Vanessa?"

Nolan’s expression turned cold. "She was being dramatic, refusing to drink wine on Sophie's big day. So, I mixed drugs in her soft drink, threw her in a private suite with John and the result was before your eyes."

“She thinks she is very decent and classy. But, now she can't think the same.”

Tears were formed in my eyes as I realized the truth. Nolan had been using me, and now he was humiliating me in front of his friends.

The sound of shattering glass and the laughter of the group faded into the background as I stood there, frozen in shock and horror.

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I was pulled back from the shock by one of his friends’ loud voices as one of them complained, “I can't wait to have fun with your fiance, Nolan. When are you going to let us have her? I can't stop drooling saliva seeing how sexy your fiance is.”

“As less as I care about her, nothing comes free, my friend. If you want her in your bed, you have to pay for it.” Nolan responded before snatching the phone from his friend’s grip.

“Five yuan to watch my fiance’s naked pictures, ten yuan to watch her videos, opening up her thighs for you and fifty yuan for having her in your bed.” Nolan declared.

He continued to mock me, offering to sell videos and recordings of me for different prices.The room erupted in laughter again, and I felt like I was drowning in their cruel amusement.

I bit my lip, trying to hold back tears, as I realized that Nolan's true intention was to humiliate me. And, for what?

Just because I refused to toast a drink to her foster sister, Sophie?

Did I really deserve this kind of treatment from my fiance?

He had been indifferent to me ever since his sister returned from abroad after completing her studies. After her arrival, Nolan's whole world roamed around her.

He asked me to move out from his room to sleep somewhere else because his sister was too clingy to him and couldn't sleep without her brother.

Though feeling awkward, I didn't object to his decision and quietly moved out of his room.

The next morning when I went to their room to wake him up, I found Sophie sitting on his lap, her buttocks rubbing against his thighs while he was kissing on her cheeks.

And when I objected, he accused me that I was the narrow minded person to judge a brother- sister bond.

He had been manipulating me all along, using our relationship for his own entertainment.

After that incident I caught them several times in intimate positions, but every time It was I who was getting blamed for being a pathetic jealous fiance until they crossed the limit.

The laughter in the room grew louder, and I felt a wave of fear wash over me. I knew I had to get out of there, to escape the toxic relationship that had consumed me for so long.

With a newfound determination, I turned to leave, ready to face whatever came next.

The route to my home was not easy. My legs were trembling as the drugs were still running through my veins.

But, I did not seek help from my fiance or anyone. I returned home all by myself. I would never forget the lustful gazes of drunkards or the lame comments that those passersby passed on me, taking me as some stripper.

As soon as I reached home, I shut the door behind me. I sat on the floor, surrounded by the cold, dark silence of my apartment. The smart home system had automatically drawn the curtains, blocking out the harsh light of the city. I felt drained, unable to muster the energy to cry.

I then walked up to the washroom, soaked my whole body to the bathtub as if the water could peel off my skin that was touched and humiliated by Nolan’s friends. The water washed my tears, making me stronger than I was.

I wrapped myself in the towel and walked up to Nolan and Sophie's bedroom that used to be mine. I looked throughout the room and guess what I found?

A whole new packet of condoms. I don't remember Nolan buying that packet when I was staying in that room with him.

So, the so-called brother-sister bond was all a sham!

I clenched my fists in anger and walked out of their room, feeling disgust by even looking at their wrinkled bedsheet. They didn't even bother cleaning the mess they created on the bed after having such a shameful incest in our home.

Nolan and Sophie didn't return home the whole night. But, his friends were posting pictures and videos online. I saw Sophie sitting on Nolan's lap, kissing him passionately in one of the videos, describing it as a dare given by their friends.

It was all a lie to fool the world and to fool me. Even a blind person could see how passionately Nolan had wrapped Sophie’s waist and was moving his hands over her thighs.

No brother would do that to his sister! It was clearly absurd to me. A kind of act that urged me to throw up just by watching their videos.

I couldn't sleep the whole night and next morning my phone rang, shrill and piercing. I hesitated for a moment before answering. It was none other than Nolan Reed.

"Where are you?" he asked, his voice smooth and nonchalant.

I opened my mouth to speak, but my throat was dry and sore. I couldn't find the words to respond.

Nolan's voice was like a knife, cutting through my emotions and leaving me feeling raw and exposed. I thought back to our conversation earlier, how he had humiliated me in front of his friends, and how he had revealed his true nature.

I remembered the words of his friend, spoken at a gathering: "If it weren't for Nolan's consideration for his sister’s reputation, you wouldn't be his girlfriend."

Of course, they needed a scapegoat to tell the world that their bond was pure as Nolan had a girlfriend. So, he kept me by his side while having an incest relationship with his sister.

The memory was like a punch to the gut, leaving me breathless and reeling. I realized that everything Nolan had said to me, all the declarations of love and affection, had been nothing more than a lie.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I knew I had to be strong, for myself and for my parents.

"Nolan…" I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know what you did. I know you humiliated me on purpose."

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, I thought he had hung up. But then, his voice came back, smooth and confident.

"Vanessa, what are you talking about? I don't know what you're referring to."

I laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "Don't lie to me, Nolan. I know everything. And I'm done with you."

“Vanessa, have you lost your mind? It was you who refused to drink the wine despite Sophie's polite request.” He said, “And then suddenly you took a whole bottle of alcohol and drank it all, making me lose face in front of my friends. Do you know how embarrassing you were after being drunk?”

I laughed in irony before I asked, “Was it a bottle of alcohol that I drank? Why do I remember it was the soft drink that I took but still, I was drunk. Nolan, you are smart. Can you tell me why it happened?”

“Vanessa, why would I lie to you? You didn't drink soft drinks, but Wine, and that's with your own consent. No one forced you.” he replied.

I couldn't help chuckling at the confidence he put in his voice while lying to me straight.

I smiled faintly as I responded, “If you are saying so, then it must be Wine, not soft drink. I believe you, Nolan.”

With that, I hung up the phone, feeling a sense of liberation wash over me.

After I hung up the call, he didn't call back or tried to make up with me. Instead, he didn't return home.

He planned a trip with Sophie and his friends without inviting me or informing me about it. I was notified only when Sophie sent me a picture.

She was boarding the flight while wrapping her hands around Nolan's arm whereas he was carrying her side bag.

“Brother Nolan and I are going on a trip to the beach, sister-in-law. Don't wait for us. We will enjoy ourselves. Take care of the home.”

It was the last text she left for me before sending several pictures of their trip. In all of those pictures, she was lying on her bikini while Nolan was giving her body massage.

Those pictures looked too intimate for a couple, let alone for siblings.

Those pictures were driving me crazy, making me lose my sanity. So, in the end, I blocked Sophie’s social media accounts to stop her from sending me those gross pictures and making me throw up.

During these days, Nolan didn't bother texting me. Days later he called me.

“Hello…” I said, my voice distant.

"Van…" Nolan said over the phone. “I was on a trip with my friends. It was decided on a very short notice. Sorry, I couldn't inform you on time.”

“It's okay, I don't mind.” I replied, my voice cold.

"I knew you wouldn’t mind. Vanessa, you are the best girlfriend in the whole world.” He said excitedly, not realizing the coldness of my tone.

“Sophie is hosting a party the same night we arrive in the city, Vanessa. She insisted that I bring you along. Are you free to come over now?”

I was going to refuse him. But before I could say anything, he added,

“Get ready, Vanessa. I’m coming to pick you up."

With that, he hung up the phone. He arrived quickly, and despite seeing that I hadn't changed clothes and was reading harsh comments circulating on the internet over my viral pictures, he merely sighed.

"I saw the photos online. Don't think too much about it, I believe you," he said, trying to reassure me. He took out a revealing dress from my closet. "Come on, get changed. We don't want to keep them waiting."

As he helped me out of the couch, I grabbed his hand. "What do you believe about me?"

I remembered the conversation I had overheard in the hotel room. "Nolan, how do you plan to play this out with Vanessa?" one of his friends had asked.

Nolan didn't respond to that question, but his so-called sister stood up and said, "Of course, we'll make everyone, including herself, doubt whether she has slept with someone.”

“As for Brother, he'll just be her savior when she's at her lowest. This way, it won't affect their relationship, and it'll give me satisfaction."

Nolan had agreed, and soon after, my private photos had been spread online with the label "promiscuous."

I laughed bitterly. "What do you believe about me?"

I pushed the dress away, feeling exhausted. "I don't want to go to the party. You go ahead without me."

Nolan frowned. He seemed displeased with my decision.

"Vanessa, don't be stubborn!"

“Sophie is feeling guilty for you. She blames herself for asking you to toast her a wine which provoked you to drink a whole bottle of wine. Don't decline her, okay?” He said coldly.

He paused for a moment, his expression softened as he continued, “Sophie has arranged the party to help you relax, Vanessa. Don't be so arrogant to refuse her, alright? You should consider her feelings as well.”

I was still reluctant, but Nolan dragged me out of the house anyway. When we arrived at the party, he stopped me from putting on a mask.

"We don't need that," he said, his eyes warm and reassuring. "You're innocent, and I believe you. Just be yourself."

He threw the mask out the window and pulled me out of the car. As we entered the crowded bar, all eyes turned to me.

The room was filled with malicious gazes and snickers. I felt like I was going to suffocate.

Nolan led me to a private room, where his friends were waiting. The atmosphere was even more oppressive, with lecherous eyes and vile comments.

One of Nolan's friends, who had been particularly loud in the hotel room, grasped my wrist, his touch making my skin crawl.

"Hey, baby, why are you leaving so soon? We've just started having fun."

I tried to pull away, but he held tight. "Let's play a game. We'll make it worth your while."

His words were laced with sinister intent, making my blood run cold.