THE GREATEST FIGHTER

Chapter #06

"I'm not being sanctimonious, mom! It would be nice if we kept it until it was time," Kelly explained.

"You want to teach me about chastity, huh? Just so you know, there are a lot of men out there who have sex outside of marriage. And you're hoping to find a man who's a virgin? Impossible, you'll never get one!" Madame Grace's index finger continued to point at Kelly's face.

Kelly continued to think about all the words her stepmother had said.

What she said was partly true.

It was rare for a woman to get a virgin when she got married.

Most of them had already had sex outside of marriage.

But for Kelly, out of a thousand men, there must be one or two genuine virgins.

"What, you still want to think about this kind of thing? Are you hoping to find a husband who is a virgin? Dream on!" scolded Mrs. Grace.

Mr. Hasim, who heard his daughter being abused by his wife, could only shed tears.

Let alone moving his hands, he couldn't even move his tongue.

Mrs. Grace left Kelly sitting on the floor crying.

Kelly was in a quandary as to whether or not to tell her stepmother about her job.

Kelly suspected that her stepmother would not approve of her working as a nurse for paralyzed people. And of course, she would ask about the pay, big or small.

Kelly approached her father who was lying in bed.

Then she asked her father for his blessing to work as a nurse.

"You only need to wink once.

If you agree, wink once, if you don't agree, wink twice. I've got a job as a nurse for paralyzed people. I'll be living there for a while. I can come back whenever I want, dad! And as for the pay, I think it's enough for dad's medical expenses. I don't need to accept the job that mom offered, I'm still afraid of the consequences. If you could talk, you'd probably say no to the job. For now, mom is the one in charge of this house, of this family.

If you agree to my new job, please blink your eyes just once," Kelly pleaded.

Mr. Hasim tried to make a gesture by moving one of his fingers. But Kelly didn't pay attention to his father's gesture. All he knew was that his father would wink once if he agreed, twice if he disagreed.

Kelly had not seen her father wink at all.

He was getting confused if he didn't get his father's blessing.

Mr. Hasim was still moving one of his fingers, but Kelly still didn't see it.

Then Kelly asked her father again,

"Father, please tell me! Do you agree with my new job? If you agree, just wink once, dad!"

Mr. Hasim wanted to say something to Kelly, but he couldn't speak. And Mr. Hasim wanted to show Kelly something, but Kelly himself didn't know what his father was signaling.

"Daddy, please wink, daddy!" pleaded Kelly.

Finally, Mr. Hasim winked once in agreement.

Kelly immediately kissed his father's hand repeatedly and said,

"Thank you dad, I will come home once a week to see you. I apologize for not being able to take care of you all this time. But I promise you, I will treat your illness until you are fully recovered."

Kelly didn't know what her father was going to say. Mr. Hasim wanted to show Kelly something.

Kelly prepared his small suitcase and put several sets of clothes into it.

She did it all with very careful movements.

Kelly didn't want her stepmother to find out about her new job. Neither did her stepbrother who liked to snatch her possessions.

Kelly planned to leave at dawn, when everyone was asleep.

Kelly hid her small suitcase under her bed.

She brought only what she needed for the day.

Kelly opened her small closet, a tiny piggy bank in her wardrobe.

With slow movements, Kelly tapped the top of the pottery piggy bank.

The piggy bank was left with a big hole after Kelly hit it with a hammer.

The change scattered on the bed was tidied up by Kelly and put into her small bag.

Luckily, neither Mrs. Grace nor Brandon was around when Kelly was collecting her savings that were scattered on the bed.

It turned out that Kelly had secretly set aside a small portion of her earnings so far.

Her mother and half-sister didn't know that Kelly had savings.

Kelly heard people walking towards her house.

Kelly hurriedly cleaned up everything that was scattered on her bed.

Kelly tidied up her bed sheets, which looked scuffed.

It turned out that it was her half-sister who came staggering in.

Kelly knew very well that when her half-sister walked like that, she was usually drunk.

Brandon, who saw that his stepbrother's room was slightly open, came over and opened Kelly's door wide.

Kelly was a little surprised when Brandon opened the door to her room.

"What are you doing here? Go to your room!" pleaded Kelly.

Brandon just stood in the doorway of Kelly's room babbling incoherently.

His breath smelled of alcohol and his eyes were bright red, making Kelly a little afraid to look at him.

Brandon looked lustfully at Kelly. His lust seemed to be on fire when he saw Kelly's beautiful body.

Kelly pushed Brandon's body out of her room.

However, Brandon was even more aroused by Kelly's encouragement.

Instead of leaving the room, Brandon entered Kelly's room and tried to fuck his half-sister.

"Brandon, what are you doing? Get out of my room!" scolded Kelly as she pushed Brandon's staggering body.

"Tonight I want to sleep with you.

I can give you pleasure, you will enjoy it." Replied Brandon, whose hands began to dare to touch Kelly's body.

Deftly, Kelly pushed away Brandon's hand that was about to hold her.

"Why? Why did you reject me, huh? Am I not worthy enough for you?" Brandon was babbling more and more incoherently.

"You're my brother, don't treat your sister like this, Brandon! Get out of my room!" Kelly tried to push Brandon's body.

Brandon became even more furious when Kelly pushed him out of the room.

Brandon slammed the vase of flowers that was lying on the decorative table.

Praaak....

Kelly closed the door to her room so that Brandon could not re-enter.

But before Kelly could close the door, Brandon came and pushed the door open again.

Kelly and Brandon pushed each other against the door, but Brandon's strength was stronger than Kelly's, even though Brandon himself was drunk.

"Brandon, don't make me scream for help! Go away, leave me alone!" pleaded Kelly.

Brandon didn't care about Kelly's threat to scream for help.

Mr. Hasim, who heard the commotion between his stepson and Kelly, could only grunt in annoyance.

If Mr. Hasim had been able to move, maybe he would have prevented Brandon from doing harm to Kelly.

After all, Kelly was the only biological child he had.

Since his marriage to Mrs. Grace, he had not had any offspring.

Brandon went back to Kelly's bedroom door and banged on it vigorously.

"Open up! Don't let me break in by force!" Brandon shouted.

In that tense moment, Mrs. Grace entered the house.

"Brandon! What are you doing at the door? Why are you banging so hard?" Mrs. Grace shouted.

Brandon looked at his mother sharply, then he replied,

"I want this girl, mom! I want to have fun with her," Brandon replied.

"What do you mean you want to have fun with her? And you want this girl, for what?"

"I want to fuck her, mom!" Brandon replied.

Plaaak....

A hard slap landed on Brandon's cheek from his mom.