NTR Demon System: MILF Hunting-Chapter 13 - It’s Over

Amanda ran through the streets as if the devil himself were chasing her.

Tears streamed down her face, smudging her expensive makeup and transforming the world around her into a blur of lights and shadows.

The sound of her sobs mixed with the city noise, but in her mind, only one image repeated itself, cruel and incisive: Leonardo, the "worm," "freak Leo," kissing her mother.

And her mother wasn't resisting; she seemed to desire it.

"No, no, no," she repeated like a broken mantra, her cell phone trembling in her hand as she tried to call Caio again.

The first call had been a disaster of broken sentences and compulsive crying. She had barely managed to explain what she had seen before nausea overwhelmed her.

Finally, his voice answered, laden with concern and a hint of irritation. "Amanda? What's going on? You disappeared! Where are you?"

"Caio..." she managed to say, her voice choked. "I... I don't know... I'm near the square, the one near the ice cream shop. Please, come get me."

"What happened, Amanda? You mentioned your mom... and Leonardo? What the fuck is going on?" His voice was harsh, but she could feel the fear beneath the anger.

"I can't talk over the phone. Just... just come."

She hung up before he could protest and huddled on a dirty park bench, hugging her knees.

The cold of the night was intense.

The image of Leonardo, with that arrogant smile, his hands on her mother's breasts, the moan that had escaped her mother's lips... It was a nightmare from which she couldn't wake.

Her mother, Monica Soares, the woman who spent hours getting ready, who lived in search of a rich man to support her, who criticized her for her clothes and friendships, was now stooping so low with Leonardo?

The boy she and her friends humiliated daily?

The irony was so cruel it was almost physical, tightening her stomach.

She remembered Leonardo's gaze; there was something different about him.

He was no longer the scared, downcast boy. There was a cold confidence, a darkness she had never noticed before. freewēbnoveℓ.com

And her mother seemed hypnotized, almost submissive. That made no sense.

Caio arrived in his old, noisy car a few minutes later, tires screeching as he braked sharply near the curb.

He jumped out of the car, his expression heavy. Fabio was in the passenger seat, looking equally tense.

"Amanda!" Caio ran to her, kneeling in front of her. "For God's sake, what happened? You're pale."

Amanda collapsed in tears again, clinging to him as if he were her only lifeline.

Between sobs, she told him what she had seen.

The grotesque scene, her mother's betrayal, Leonardo's sinister presence. Each word seemed to tear at her throat.

Caio listened, his face hardening with every detail. The initial concern gave way to fury.

Fabio just shook his head, muttering curses.

"That son of a bitch," Caio hissed when she finished, his knuckles white from clenching his fists. "I'm going to kill that bastard."

"I went there, Amanda," he said, his voice hoarse. "Me and Fabio. We went to your house."

Amanda's eyes widened. "What? And...?"

"He was there, and your mother defended him, Amanda. Said nothing wrong happened, that they 'understood each other'." The disbelief in Caio's voice was palpable.

Amanda felt the world spin. Her mother had defended Leonardo? That was impossible. The woman who had always criticized her for dating Caio, for her friendships, was now with the school outcast?

"She couldn't have said that," Amanda whispered, refusing to believe it.

"She did," Fabio confirmed from the car. "It seemed like he had brainwashed her. Leo is different, Amanda, very different. He even seemed dangerous to me."

Fabio's words confirmed what Amanda feared.

Caio helped her up. "I'll take you to my place; you can't go back there tonight."

Amanda nodded, too exhausted to argue. The thought of facing her mother, of returning to that house contaminated by Leonardo's presence, was unbearable.

On the way to Caio's house, the silence in the car was heavy, broken only by Amanda's occasional sobs.

She looked out the window, the city lights passing like meaningless blurs.

Her life, once so perfectly orchestrated with popularity, parties, and casual contempt for the less fortunate, now seemed shattered.

And the one responsible for it was Leonardo. The boy she had kicked, humiliated, poured water on.

Amanda didn't know it yet, but this nightmare was far from over.

Leonardo was already plotting a plan and wouldn't forget Amanda until she moaned his name in front of her boyfriend.