My sister's obsession with me

Part 3

Thriller's in Ig amandaferina6

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Viktor developed his smile seeing Quenna busy with her seams. The result of Quenna's weave was so perfect in Viktor's eyes.

Back when his sister was 3 years old he really liked to see people sewing on social media. Therefore he gave a sewing machine to eliminate the feeling of saturation of the woman.

At least he can give pleasure to his sweet sister. Quenna began sewing when she was 9 years old, had many fabrics used as material for Quenna experiments, and the results were also very good.

Viktor approaches his sister who is still busy with her work and does not realize that she is there.

Viktor rubbed the sweat on his sister's forehead and tidied up Quenna's messy hairdo.

Quenna stopped her activities. The woman smiled wryly and did not intend to take action, silence was probably better.

"You tired?"

"No," retorted to Quenna but did not make Viktor angry.

He hugged the little body of the woman and put his chin on her shoulder.

"You've grown up Quenna, you're also very beautiful" Viktor praised. He peeked at his sister's cheek long enough.

Quenna held her breath. Her tears wanted to fall but she tried desperately to hold him back. He should not be treated as such.

Quenna was disgusted when Viktor kissed her cheek. Whatever Viktor was related to he hated him, even Quenna hated herself.

Quenna looked at the older brother who was in front of her. He doesn't understand why Viktor wears a mask. He did not understand, even when he offended the mask he was always silenced with punishment.

It was indeed vile when he was just curious and very curious. Quenna took a breath and was about to move, but her hand was held back.

"I don't like you showing me that attitude" said Viktor, who has been overcome with emotion.

Quenna was aware of his actions. He fears Viktor will vent his anger and punish him mercilessly.

"I'm sorry, sister" said Quenna.

But dear Viktor is already angry. He pulled Quenna by the hand while the woman he was dragging kept begging and even resting at her feet.

Viktor threw his face at Quenna hugging his leg, Quenna was like a weakling begging for mercy, but that was the reality.

"Yes," Viktor's short reply means to forgive his sister's actions. "Say!" Viktor knew very well if there was anything Quenna wanted to say.

Quenna was silent in place. His mouth was heavy to say the long-held desire.

He had just obtained mercy from Viktor and now he was about to make the man angry again.

"I don't want to say anything."

"You lied to Quenna, say it!" Quenna did not dare to express her wishes at all. He just shut up and shook his head. "You want to go to college?"

Quenna was surprised and looked at the cold-faced Viktor. There was not at all the expression that the man showed, Quenna felt her guts shrivel.

The woman took a deep breath ready to receive Viktor's rampage. Viktor stiffened his face. He forced Quenna into his room.

His heart exploded when his guess was right. Until then he would never let Quenna out of this house.

Viktor threw Quenna's body on the bed violently making Quenna feel pain all over her body.

Quenna was crying helplessly let alone seeing a flash of angry fire in Viktor's eyes, clearly her wish would not be fulfilled by Viktor.

"Stop this inappropriate act Brother, I'm your sister, your real sister!!"

"Why should I stop? I can even do more than this, get you to conceive my child, for example?"

Quenna looked at Viktor in disbelief. Reflex he slapped Viktor in the face. Just this time of his life slapped Viktor. Quenna did not believe what he was doing.

Especially Viktor who really did not expect if his sweet sister slapped him in the face. Viktor pushes rough Quenna's body and does the lecherous thing to his sister.

"Sister" said Quenna before collapsing and unconscious. But the bastard kept doing it like a doormat.

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Quenna opened her eyes at the welcoming dawn. His body feels tired because of Viktor's insolent deeds.

There was nothing she could do but willingly and sincerely become her brother's slave.

Quenna closed her eyes letting the clear water spill over the surface of her face.

Her heart was already very sick and Quenna was numb. He looked to the side and his brother Viktor who he once loved and was proud to be a lecherous man who never expected.

Quenna was very attentive to every detail of Viktor. Everything was perfect, only she could not see her brother's face.

Quenna is trying to remove Viktor's mask. He was very curious how the man looked. Quenna also worried if Viktor's face left marks because of the mask.

Viktor suddenly regained his senses and he looked up at Quenna. He violently jerked the woman's hand and pushed Quenna's body.

"Quenna!!" angry Viktor who was angry because of his sister's actions.

Quenna looked at Viktor fearfully. He thought Viktor would not wake up, but his guess was wrong.

The man became the one who used to torture him. Quenna's hand was pulled and her face was slapped violently.

Quenna was only able to cry, this was indeed her fault. He had crossed the line and disobeyed the sister's warning.

"Sister, why are you angry every time I want to see your face?"

Viktor glanced at the cynical Quenna and gave a long snort. He did not answer the woman's question and went to the bathroom to clean her body.

Quenna smiled wryly at his place. He looked at the brother's back. Quenna realized that she had lost her brother for a very long time, there were only strangers coming into her life.

Quenna looked at her who was not wearing a single thread covering her body. He felt despicable, but that feeling was useless.

Quenna grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her body. He limps in and waits for Viktor to come out of the bathroom.

But he just remembered having to prepare the man's shirt before Viktor left for work.

After doing his job and Viktor was already out and passed Quenna just like that. Quenna was uncomfortable with Viktor's intentional nature of wanting to silence her.

He looked at Viktor who was wearing the clothes before finally entering the bathroom.

Quenna took in as many breaths as she could and began to cleanse her body. He stared into the glass where he was full of kiss marks, Quenna was only able to sigh long.

He rubbed the red color the rest of the night strongly, but it did not disappear at all.

Quenna cried and sat in the corner of the room. He kept his head between his legs, lamenting the pain he had already experienced.

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Tbc