Kiss of Vengence

Flora Evans stood quietly, looking forlorn and grim as she stared at her father's tombstone. Tears fell from her glistening eyes.

Somehow, she still hoped that her father was just in a deep sleep. But the cold, harsh nightmare seemingly never ended.

The thought that her father was gone forever had left a gnawing void in her chest. However, she had to endure. She couldn't afford to fall apart.

Beside her were her father's best friends, relatives, and colleagues. All of them were staring at his grave. After the service was finished, they all began to leave one after another. But she stayed, for she wished to spend as much time with her father as she could.

As the hours passed by, it began to rain. The butler came to Flora, in hopes of convincing her to come home.

She hadn't had a moment of respite throughout the whole day, and now, she had a splitting migraine. Feeling that she was about to burn out, Flora bowed to her father's grave, turned around, and left.

The moment she got home, she went upstairs to the second floor. There, she heard the faint sound of panting and moaning coming from one of the rooms. Flora's sleepy eyes popped open. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on inside the room.

She wanted to open the door and find out who was so bold as to do something like this. Just then, she heard a familiar voice from inside the room. Her heart skipped a beat, and she froze from where she stood.

"Baby, I've missed you so much these days," said a man, breathing heavily.

Flora's eyes were filled with disbelief and the blood from her face drained.

"I really missed you, too, honey," said a sultry woman's voice. The way they spoke to each other made Flora's heart sink. "What time will Flora get home?" asked the woman.

"Oh, don't worry about her. She's still at the cemetery. I'm sure she's too busy to notice us. Damn, baby, you look so hot in your dress. You want me to fuck your brains out, don't you?" The way he spoke sounded like he was raring to fuck her.

The sound of their moaning voices were like a pitter-patter of harrowing sounds to Flora's eardrums.

Her eyes flared up with angers as she tried to open the door, only to find that it was locked from inside.

Annoyed, she repeatedly kicked the door down until it opened up.

Upon hearing the sudden noise, the two people inside the room quickly turned their attention to the door.

Dante Lowell, Flora's husband, panicked when he saw her standing at the door, looking like she wanted to devour them whole. "Flora? What are you doing here?"

Compared to Dane, Renee was surprisingly calm. She just sat up leisurely while staring at Flora. Moreover, she was naked, and seemingly had no intention of getting dressed.