Episode 2

My maternal grandparents were annoyed by Emilia and her daughter's presence, even more so when they saw the resemblance; it seemed my father had been cheating on my mother for many years.

Years passed, and I began to take charge of several properties. They belonged to my mother, therefore, they were mine, as she had transferred them to me when she was still alive. Now that I'm 22, the frictions with my father are worse; Emilia and her daughter only play the victims, claiming I mistreat them all the time.

When I was 17, I fell in love with a handsome boy, Ariel Job. He was 20 then. I was madly in love. Five months ago, we got engaged, and we're a week away from our wedding, so I went to my fiance's apartment to borrow money, a car, and a ride home, as I was a bit far from the area.

When I enter, I hear the most scandalous noises, but knowing the meaning of each moan and scream made me shudder. I knew Ariel's gasps; we had been intimate since I was 18, but we always took great care. He used condoms, and I used contraceptives, just in case.

I entered trembling, feeling my body wouldn't respond, and it was hard to walk, but when I got closer to the door, there he was, my soon-to-be husband whom I had loved for 5 years, having hot sex with my stepsister Fatima. They were both so immersed in their disgusting romance that they didn't even realize I was there watching them. I didn't even have my cell phone to film them and destroy their images of correct and flawless people.

"Wow, so... is this how you're taking care of our wedding?" I said as they were taken aback and didn't understand if they had heard correctly.

"Don't panic, it's just me, the one who's going to destroy you, even if I die trying," I said as calmly as I could, while they turned to look at me, unable to believe I had caught them red-handed.

"Bibi, darling, my love, it's not what you're thinking, let me explain," the very cynical man said as he covered himself and tried to find his clothes.

"Oh, sure, you were probably walking around naked in your house, stumbled upon this whore, who was also naked in someone else's house, you tripped, and your penis entered her vagina without you being able to avoid it, is that what happened? Because if it wasn't like that, I'm not interested," I said indignantly, and I turned around only to threaten.

"Fatima Ardut, I hope that when I get to the mansion, you've taken all your filth out; I don't want to see you," I said as I left, and she began to beg in panic.

"Bibi, sister, please, just let me explain, you can't kick me out of the mansion, my father won't allow it."

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. She was making it clear to me that the father was hers and not mine. Well, I had things even clearer.

"Well, in the mansion, your father has no voice or vote. Since I was 21, I've inherited what belonged to my mother, and the mansion is mine. I'm the only owner, and if I hadn't kicked you and your stupid mother out, it was because my father begged for you. But now that I know you're a damn bitch, I swear I won't stop until I see you under a bridge," I said indignantly. I was so upset that I saw everything red.

I left there at full speed, running as fast as I could. I was really devastated. Ariel was the one who said he understood me, who told me everything would be okay, that those people would have to understand that I was the heir to everything, that those witches were only circumstantial in the lives of the Lizortys, but it was a lie, it was all a lie.

I walked around the area for a while, so I decided to take a bus. I did it often; I wasn't a rich girl who got upset about that, so with a few coins here and there, I went to the area of my residential complex. As soon as I entered, my father slapped me, almost knocking me down. He was furious.

"How dare you kick out your sister? Do you really think you can do whatever you want?" He tells me furiously while I just look at him without understanding anything.

"Did that bitch tell you that I'm kicking her out for being a whore, for sleeping with my fiance? Did she tell you that, or did she just come to play the victim?" I said furiously while my father looked at me without knowing what to say, but at that moment, Emilia entered with tears in her eyes and Fatima who looked more devastated than me, this was really out of this world.

"Bibi, daughter, you're making a fuss over nothing, you misinterpreted the situation, you thought you saw something between them and you're exaggerating it, you shouldn't tarnish your sister's reputation like that," the biggest bitch in the world tells me.

"Misinterpreting? She was in bed naked with my fiance's dick inside her vagina, what could I be misinterpreting?" I yelled indignantly. I couldn't believe what I was hearing; it was really absurd.