SIN FOR ME, VIRGIN NUN
WARNING: This story features hardcore taboo, graphic content, age-gap erotica, irresistible steam and mature subject matter suitable for readers 18 years and older. Reader discretion is advised.
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“What happens when a girl in black-and-white sacred garment gets tainted with forbidden colors of sin? When the pure angel falls, not into darkness—but into desire?
Sister Celeste Williams, an innocent orphan of st. Augustine cathedral. Devoted to her faith, she’s the epitome of purity, discipline, and unwavering devotion. A life of prayer and service is all she has ever known, her heart untouched by temptation or worldly desires—until him.
Christian Adam, the irresistibly Sex God mafia Don was everything she swore to resist—powerful, ruthless and dangerously tempting. With his piercing gaze that burns through her resolve and a touch that makes her question her vows, he became her greatest sin… and her deepest craving.
He fell first, but she fell harder—straight into a love so sinful it feels like salvation.
Now, torn between her faith and a forbidden desire; Celeste must face the ultimate decision: forever devote and remain a saint… or surrender to the devil in tailored-suit who owns her soul.
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Chapter: LONG SHOTChapter 135Celeste:I woke to the quiet hum of the cabin, the cold morning air seeping through the cracks of the wooden walls, and the faint scent of pine and smoke from the fireplace that Matteo had insisted I keep lit all night. My body ached in places I hadn’t known ached before; all the muscles I have been training were screaming at me with every slight movement. The pregnancy was already asserting itself with a harsh, unrelenting grip, my stomach twisting into knots that no amount of shallow breathing could untangle.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and pressed my hands to my face, trying to steady the nausea, the grief, and the rage, all tangled together into one heavy knot that threatened to choke me. Christian was gone. That truth had settled in me like cold stone, heavy and unyielding, and no amount of hope could lift it. Matteo’s reassurances rang hollow in my ears. Christian was alive; he was somewhere, safe, but I didn’t believe it. Not truly. Not anymore.I had n
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Chapter: IN HIDINGChapter 134Celeste:The cabin had stopped feeling like a place to hide and had slowly become a place where time folded in on itself. Days blurred, bleeding from one into the next, stitched together by the quiet routines Matteo forced into existence so I wouldn’t fall apart. Two weeks had passed since the night my world exploded, literally and the grief still sat inside me like a stone that refused to erode.The mornings were always the worst.Even with the nausea slowly fading, dawn had a way of exposing every raw nerve in my body. The cold air seeped through the cabin walls with the gentleness of a knife, slicing into my bones as I curled on the small bed, waiting for the blur in my head to settle.I had begged Matteo to keep the pregnancy secret until I understood what it meant. Only four people knew, Matteo, Bruno, Dr. Meyer, and me.Even thinking about the word pregnant made my throat tighten. I wasn’t ready to mourn two people I loved while protecting a third I hadn’t even met y
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Chapter: HEALINGChapter 133Christian:I pressed my hand against my eyes, but the tears came anyway, hot and furious. My body shook with the effort to hold them back.Matteo didn’t speak. He understood grief too well to interrupt it.When I finally found my voice, it was rough, low. “Where’s Celeste now?”“She’s safe. I moved her to one of the old cabins in the north.”“Does she know?”“About Esme, yes. About you, no. Not yet.”“Keep it that way,” I said. “If she thinks I’m dead, she’s safer.”“Christian—”“I said keep it that way.”There was a pause, then a quiet sigh. “All right.”We talked briefly about the men we’d lost, the cleanup, the routes Damian’s people had used. It was mechanical, businesslike, the only way to keep from breaking again.Before he hung up, Matteo said softly, “I’m sorry.”“So am I,” I whispered.The line went dead.I sat there for a long time, phone still in my hand, listening to the hum of the generator and the faint trickle of water through the stone walls. The pain in my
Last Updated: 2025-11-19
Chapter: ASHESChapter 132Christian:The last thing I remembered clearly was the sound of Esme and Celeste’s laughter. It came faintly through the wind as the car sped down the coastal road, the headlights slicing through the fog like blades. Esme was teasing her about something, something small, forgettable, and Celeste was laughing so freely that it made me look back at her through the rearview mirror.That sound would haunt me later.The night of the ambush was colder than most. The road looked like melted lead beneath the moonlight, and the sky was heavy, swollen with the promise of rain. Then Matteo’s phone call came and then the world ended.I didn’t see the bullets. I felt it.One heartbeat there was calm, the next, two loud bangs, and our car was swerving off the road like it had been riding on snow, there was nothing I could do, no matter how hard I held the steering wheel, the seatbelt bit into my chest, and glass exploded around me like shattered stars.When the car stopped rolling, the
Last Updated: 2025-11-18
Chapter: OFF RECORDSCHAPTER 131CELESTE:The doctor gave me a polite nod before Matteo gestured toward the cabin. “Inside. She’s been sick.”We moved back indoors, the warmth from the heater wrapping around me like a blanket. The doctor set his case on the table, snapping it open to reveal a set of instruments and small vials.“Please, sit,” he said gently.I obeyed, perching on the edge of the couch while Matteo stood by the window, arms crossed. Bruno lingered near the door, silent. The doctor took my pulse and asked a few questions about dizziness, sleep, and appetite. I answered each mechanically, eyes fixed on the snow drifting outside. When he asked about the vomiting, I hesitated.“Just this morning,” I said finally. “And… maybe once or twice before, but I thought it was nerves.”He nodded thoughtfully, taking out a small flashlight to check my pupils. Then he pulled a small plastic test kit from his bag.“I’ll need a urine sample,” he said quietly. “Quick test, just to rule out a few things.”I b
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Chapter: HER LAST GOODBYECHAPTER 130Celeste:My throat burnt. The tears came freely this time, tracing hot down my cheeks.“She was reckless,” I said, a small, broken smile tugging at my lips. “She loved too deeply, spoke too loudly, and laughed in places that demanded silence. And I loved her for every bit of it. For dragging me out of my shadows. For never letting me forget that life could be good, even when it hurt.”I paused, wiping my face with the back of my hand. “I don’t know how to do this without her. I don’t know how to laugh without feeling guilty.”The words cracked, splintering under their own weight.Bruno shifted, eyes glistening. Matteo looked away briefly, jaw tight.“She wasn’t supposed to die like this,” I whispered. “Not her. She deserved more than bullets and blood and fear.”I knelt, pressing both palms flat against the lid. My breath came in shallow bursts. “You were my sister, Esme. My only family that mattered. I hope wherever you are, you’re laughing at me right now for crying so m
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