Nobela ni Wendy C. C

MADELEINE'S POV “What are you doing, Madeleine?”My eyes snapped open. The deep husky voice resonated, cutting straight through the haze in my head.I froze with the vibrator stuffed inside me.My heartbeat increased and slowly I turned, besieged with cold fear. My heart sank and I paled instantly as my gaze locked with his intense cold icy blue orbs.“Dominic…” I whispered. My cheeks flushed, shame burning hot beneath my skin and my chest rose unevenly.Dominic stood there, watching me. The door… wide open I'd forgotten to lock it after I snooped into his room. How would I have remembered? The reality of what he saw; what I'd been doing, hit me with a brutal force.How long had he stood there?I thought to myself.“What are you doing, Madeleine?” He reiterated, his raspy voice breaching out with deep huskiness that I had to gulp down a big lump that formed in my throat. His cold gaze slowly drifted from my face, arching downwards to my body. Subconsciously, I slid the vibrator out

MADELEINE'S POV.It's been two weeks since I moved into Dominic's mansion and ever single day had been torture for me. Not the kind that leaves bruises in your skin but the slow silent kind that messes with your head and leaves you aching with a burning desire.He avoids me like the plague on most days, stays cooped up in his study working even after hours of already being at the office. He barely spoke unless it was about rules or breakfast, he'd least spared a longer glance at me only once when I snooped into his library wearing my favorite sweater that draped to my knee with nothing below revealing my bare thighs to his view. What was I even thinking? Lusting over my fucking Godfather!I mentally face palmed myself as the memories replayed in my head. I made an attempt to allure him and all I earned was pure embarrassment. Now he probably sees me as a spoiled little girl he's stucker babysitting or worse a thorn in his flesh.Fucking hell!I dragged myself to the bathroom and caug

MadeleineAfter a short reminder from my mom, I move around my room, packing up everything and anything that seems to be useful, I can't shake off the feeling in the pit of my stomach–'its like a mix of thrill and dread...what if I'm unable to cope with Dominic's overly strictness?It may be too late to try talking mum out of it...I glance around my bare room once more, giving my outfit a once over in the mirror and then trudge downstairs, suitcases in tow."Mum." I call for her as I walk into the warm kitchen filled with the scent of cupcakes and some sauce she's stirring on the stove.Why'd it seem like she was making a celebratory meal for sending me away?"Good, you're on time for once." She gave a smug response as she takes in my appearance before turning back to what she's doing."Don't you think you're being too rash? We haven't even seen him in years! What makes you think it's convenient to send me there?"She turns off the heat, takes off her mittens and fully faces me, arms

Prologue“Spread your legs, little doll” A low command and I obeyed immediately without hesitation. My thighs parted slowly, like they suddenly had a mind of their own; responding only to him. A dark smirk crept to the corner of his lips as my already soaked, throbbing pussy came bare to his view. His gaze darkened the longer as he stared at my cunt, and I couldn't help but wonder what filthy things he had in mind.I've always wanted him.Desired to be handled by him.I tried to hold onto a silver of self-control, but fuck self-control.All I cared about now was to be fucked by him. Hard.The need hit me hard like a wave. My hands twitched, desperate to reach my aching pussy but I stilled, his stern warning echoed in my head..I wasn't allowed to touch myself.I was going nuts. The pulsing between my thighs was relentless, threatening to break me. I shifted my hips subtly;a soft plea, angling my hips to where I needed him. He arched his brow and smirked “what do you need from me, li