Romane von Tee's writing

Lana's POV I stood there on that pier till the cold began to bite deep into my bones, till my skin started turning into a map of goosebumps.That was when I decided to go home. Everything he said resonated in my head. How did I get here? That I'm now being threatened.I hailed a different cab this time, it looked rusty and shabby but that was the least of my problems.I just gave him the address to my apartment. I knew I looked drained. I knew I looked tired.I wouldn't even be surprised if I began to trend for this reason again.I couldn't go back to Adrian’s mansion yet. At least not till I made sure that everything I said earlier was either true or false.I wouldn't even want to sit at his table or look into those eyes.The drive was a blur to me as we passed through the late-night traffic.My mind was a broken record. Blue dies. Blue dies. Those were the things that kept ringing and ringing in my head.Every thought was a jagged piece of glass cutting into my brain.When I

Lana's POV I sat up immediately, staring at my phone like I was holding a live grenade in my hands.The light from the screen felt like it was burning through my retinas. My heart was racing—no, it was fucking thumping, slamming against my ribs with a force that made me feel sick. Let's meet. It was just two words. But those two words felt like a death sentence in my life.I looked around my room, but suddenly the familiar space felt like I was being trapped in it. Just an hour ago, I had the best feeling of my life. But now? Now the reality was crashing back down, and it tasted so fucking bitter.I didn't even think. Not because I didn't want to, but because I couldn't. All the reasoning had left my head. I just typed back with my fingers that wouldn't stop shaking.Me: Where?The reply was instant. It was like he or she, or whatever the fuck this thing was, just wanted to leave me hanging. To leave me nervous.Then suddenly he replied.Unknown: The old warehouse district.

Lana's POV I sat up immediately, staring at my phone like I was holding a live grenade in my hands.The light from the screen felt like it was burning through my retinas. My heart was racing—no, it was fucking thumping, slamming against my ribs with a force that made me feel sick. Let's meet. It was just two words. But those two words felt like a death sentence in my life.I looked around my room, but suddenly the familiar space felt like I was being trapped in it. Just an hour ago, I had the best feeling of my life. But now? Now the reality was crashing back down, and it tasted so fucking bitter.I didn't even think. Not because I didn't want to, but because I couldn't. All the reasoning had left my head. I just typed back with my fingers that wouldn't stop shaking.Me: Where?The reply was instant. It was like he or she, or whatever the fuck this thing was, just wanted to leave me hanging. To leave me nervous.Then suddenly he replied.Unknown: The old warehouse district.

And i did.I did fucking cum It had my entire body vibrating so hard I thought I was going to pass.Fuck!This man just keeps getting better.He keeps learning my body more that I have learnt it. And he knows exactly how and what to do.My brain had completely gone foggy and completely wiped away with lost.I swear at the point if you had asked me to say a word I wouldn't.God have mercy, but when I told Micheal his father was better than him, I meant every damn thing. Every fucking word.He kept pounding and pounding but suddenly pulled out. Sweat beads had pulled at his forehead.I don't want to even imagine the kind of mess I looked.I knew my massacre must've stained my entire face. I'm not even talking about my smeared lipgloss round my face.But I didn't care. That was the last thing on my mind.Fuck!I turned back to look at him and questions were heavily written on my face like “why the hell did you stop”. But before I could voice out those questions he picked me up high so

Lana's POV My eyes were fucking half drowsy filled with lust and contempt but they were far from tired. I wanted more. My pussy clenched for more. It clenched for something bigger and I wouldn't lie it was ready to receive his size.I looked at the man that carried me like I was half the weight of a paper as he looked at me with those dark wild eyes and his mouth that glistened with my pussy juice and a smirk that promised something evil to me. I rested on him as he unbuckled his belt to free his monster from its restraint. The moment his pants and boxer left his waist, his dick springed out with a force.It was ready. Hard. Veined. Thick. Dripping with his precum from its tip.It looked angry. Like I had fucking starved it for a long.I was still trembling from the orgasm, but I didn't care. I wanted it. I wanted this. All of it. I wanted to feel him stretch me while I took every single inch of him.I wanted his hardness. It was just like he read even dirty thoughts that went i

Lana's POV “I want to see how much you can punish me” I whispered to him. My voice was small just enough for him to hear me. His eyebrows squeezed together in doubt that he heard clearly what I said. “Say it louder” I could see beads of sweat appearing on his head like he was using every bit of strength in him to control himself. “I want to see how much you could punish me” I breathed it out again as a whisper. “I want you to do everything you could possibly think of. I want ….. I want you to destroy me in every way possible” Instantly I heard him growl. He fucking growled. Like a wild animal that has been set free. And then he grabbed me with his thick big hands. Grabbing every bit of flesh on my ass – slowly he used his other hands to lift my left legs high as he dropped on his knees. I used my hands to hold the door and the door knob tying to put myself in place so that I wouldn't trip off. Then he raised my leg higher so that it could touch his shoulder's, spr