LOGINI am someone you wouldn't pray showed up in your nightmares… I am no devil incarnate. I am the devil itself.I do not hunger for women, but just one became a reason for my starvation. I would exploit her meekness. I would make her beg to be mine.When I claim her, it won't be kind.It will be savage. Raw. She would fall on her knees, but it wouldn't be a reason to pray. When she parts her lips, not even a worship to the Moon Goddess would be heard, because those lips that bring me to sin would only call my name and worship my body.She was something forbidden. She was never meant to be mine. She is my father's new little wife. But I am ready to break the rules of the Bratva and the Nightshade Pack. I would spill my father's blood like paint on a canvas.
View More“You would work for me. Pick a job in one of my companies, and I’ll pay you double what I pay my workers.” “Tempting.” Who would have thought she’d end up working in one of her husband's companies? Sienna yawned lazily, scanning the stack of job opportunities the Harpers had to offer. Her eyes landed on one of their most prestigious branches—the entertainment industry. The biggest in Texas, it produced some of the most well-known models and actors every year. Acting wasn’t really her thing, and modeling definitely wasn’t, but trying something different for once couldn’t hurt. “Scriptwriting, talent management, costume design... Nah,” she muttered, skimming through the list. Still in her robe, she twirled slowly and headed to the drink cabinet to pour herself a glass of wine—only to gasp when the bottle was snatched from her hand. “We talked about this yesterday, Sienna.” She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, setting the bottle back down. Hot breaths ghosted over her neck. Wheth
“I'll make you regret what you were about to do tonight, Sebastian." She pulled him back as he made to leave, taking the pregnancy report from his hand. “I want to see you try.” He pulled away from her before he left her to the other guests, Siena’s face held a light smile as she watched Erica hurriedly walking towards Sebastian…pouting and cornering him like a puppy. Since no one liked her in the room except Grandfather Harper, she didn't bother starting a conversation with anyone; she didn't need them in her life…she could remember how she always tried to force a conversation, but once she tried, she only got turned into one of the maids, paid with insults… then, she used to love it, thinking they would love her, but nothing was going to change…”Fuck ‘em.” " You saying something, dear?” " Not at all, grandfather,” she smiled, turning to the old man, her drinking buddy. Even in his old age, he still had a lot of alcohol resistance, but here she was, already feeling light-headed wi
Siena walked past Sebastian as he stood in the large foyer. She could feel his gaze on her, and she didn't care… her heels clicking slightly as she found her way to the garage. “What the fuck are you wearing?” She stopped in her tracks, turning to meet his gaze, her hand going around her stomach, staring at him from behind her dark shades. “Clothes… do they look like something else to you?" She pulled off the glasses, raising a brow. “Or have you never seen a woman dressed like this before, hubby?" She twirled slowly, air grazing her lower back, which was bare—the gown only clung to her back from the butt down. A dangerously low-back design that made her tempting as sin, hugging her moderate, milk-white chest in need of a man's touch—but not Sebastian’s. Her future ex-husband once she divorced him. That’s why she needed to show off this much skin so she could get a man later. “You do not dress like this, Siena." She could feel his anger from where she stood as she slowly moved bac
Siena was getting on his nerves. Now, he saw every reason to divorce her—but not yet, not when she had wounded his ego far too much. He stared down at his suit, now stained with her vomit, his jaw tightening. Her mouth was slightly parted as he placed her on the bed. "You can leave, Sir. We’ll take care of Mrs.—" "No. I’ll do whatever she needs myself." He knew how she had secretly craved him for so long, but now she resented his touch. He somehow hoped it was just an act—a ploy to get his attention. Well, if that was the case, he would make her even madder when she woke up. She would find out that he had stripped her and taken her to the shower himself to rid her of the stench of alcohol. His jaw clenched as he recalled the guy at the club—the one who had his hands on his fucking wife. And when he had come to get her, she had asked him to let go. Let go? He scoffed at the thought as he began undressing her. His breath grew heavier with each inch of skin that was exposed, his hands


















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