Se connecterShare
Chapter 10: A Taste Of Normalcy
Dernière mise à jour:
2025-05-29 00:32:46
Latest chapter
Betrayed & Sold: Rise Of A Cartel Queen Chapter 11: The Red Gown
THE RED DRESS OF DOOMLola was just minding her own business, fanning her toe nails which she has just painted with the polish Eliza gave her to pass time, when Ramón decided to make an entrance.He didn't knock. Of course not. He just strode into her room like he owned the place (which, technically, he did). And tossed something onto her bed. It was a dress. Not just any dress, but a blood-red Valentino gown. It looked luxurious and expensive. And it also looked like something a very dramatic villainess in a drama would wear.“Wear this,” Ramón said, his voice flat. “You will be my arm candy tonight, not a barn cat.” Lola stared at the dress, then at him. Arm candy? Her internal cynic machine immediately went into overdrive. Oh, he wants me to look like his trophy? Fine. I’ll be the blade hidden in silk. The kind that accidentally cuts him when he least expects it. “I’ll be waiting in the lounge downstairs.” And without even a second look at her, he turned and left as abruptly as
Betrayed & Sold: Rise Of A Cartel Queen Chapter 10: A Taste Of Normalcy
The sun filtered through the curtains, painting Lola’s face in honeyed light. Feeling the light on her eyelids, she woke up reluctantly. Her mouth tasted like stale ale. As she got up, her head ached with the movement. Tequila… no, far too much tequila was the only reason for such a hangover. Besides Lola hasn't gotten drunk in a long while as she has a good alcoholic tolerance. Who knows what foolishness she was up to last night in such a state? Eliza’s calming soup was steaming on the nightstand, with a handwritten note tucked under the saucer: “Drink mija. No sulking.” Lola gulped it down, the bitter herbs cutting through the fog in her mind. That was when the memory hit her like a backhand… her failed attempts to cum and her turning to tequila for comfort. Faint images of her loud off-key singing and even more ridiculous dancing at the courtyard flooded her mind. She’d even nearly gotten Moira to lick her hand. Oh no.Look what Ramón pushed her to. Bastard she cussed. Wit
Betrayed & Sold: Rise Of A Cartel Queen Chapter 9: Almost
Lola stood in front of her vanity mirror drying her hair after a cold shower. She smelled of Eliza’s lavender soap, but it did nothing to scrub away the memory of Ramón’s hands.Idiota. Estúpida. She hissed several insults in her mind as if she was scolding Diego. Lola stared at her traitorous body in the vanity mirror—the faint bruise on her collarbone where his teeth had grazed her, the lingering flush on her thighs. She had almost scrubbed herself raw under the cold shower, but the heat between her legs refused to cool. And God, the memory of his hands on her— “No,” she hissed aloud, sitting up abruptly. “Stop. Thinking. About. Him.” She flopped back down, throwing an arm over her face. The problem wasn’t the thinking. The problem was the throbbing. A low, continuous ache between her legs that refused to quit, like a second heartbeat. The pulse throbbed relentlessly as if mocking her. Ramón had started a fire in her and left her dangling to ounish her. “This is pathetic,
Betrayed & Sold: Rise Of A Cartel Queen Chapter 8: Begging To Cum
With her heart pounding, Lola quickly slipped in. Feeling excited at the thought of finding anything she could use against Ramón. The secret passage was dark, cold and had the smell of gunpowder.The passage wound down a narraw staircase, lit here and there by flickering bulbs. It led to a heavy steel door. Turning the thick handle, and the door groaned open to reveal an underground armory. There were weapons lining the walls—assault rifles, grenades, sharp glinting knives. 'Damn, this makes Papa’s collection of hunting rifles look like toys.' There were enough weapons here to start a small war, and enough maps to plan one. But her eyes locked on a dusty desk in the corner. Where a burner phone was charging beside a stack of files. Perfect. Her first call was to Luisa, her bestie back in Sinaloa. She’d always been the one with the latest info, the keeper of secrets and gossip. 'She must know something.' Breathing heavily, she dialed her number. Two rings. Three. Then— “Hola?”
Betrayed & Sold: Rise Of A Cartel Queen Chapter 7: Lesson Two
Héctor the loyal dog quickly pulled out his radio. Reporting Lola’s actions immediately without mincing words.The response was fast, as if they were just waiting. Because Ramón stormed over just moments later with his guards, moving like a predator barely controlling his anger.He didn't waste words on Héctor, not even a glance. His stormy green eyes fixed solely on Lola. Who stood nonchalantly with her arms across her chest.“So, the princesa plays with knives now, huh?” His voice was dangerously soft. He roughly grabbed Lola’s arm. "Come on Lolita, lets go play some more,” his lips curving up.He dragged her away, ignoring her struggles and even Héctor’s uneasy look. He pulled her through the main house, past startled staff who quickly looked away, heading directly towards his private wing on the second floor.He shoved open the heavy door to his personal suite - a space Lola had never seen. It was large, masculine, furnished with dark wood and leather in different shades of gray.
Betrayed & Sold: Rise Of A Cartel Queen Chapter 6: Face Off With The Jaguar
‘How dare he? How dare my own body betray me like this?’ Lola thought furiously, clenching her fists under the alpaca throw’s folds.The door opened and Eliza walked in. Her kind face that was usually a source of comfort in this cold place, was filled with concern. Her heart ached for the girl, looking so small and defiant yet clearly shaken.Caught in the crossfire of forces she couldn’t understand. But of course loyalty to Ramón, the boy she’d practically raised, was absolute. Even if his methods sometimes chilled her.Eliza didn’t speak, she just gently took Lola’s arm and led her out of the office. Back in Lola’s room, Eliza drew a bath. She gently washed Lola’s back, feeling the tension in the girl’s slender frame.“He is… intense, mija,” Eliza murmured softly. Trying to offer some comfort. “But there is more to him than the Halcón.”“Is there?” Lola snapped. She turned scrubbing furiously as if she could wash away the memory of his hands, his scent and the infuriating ache betwe
Vous vous intéresseriez aussi à
Ruined In Love
Taevya126.5K VuesThe Agreement
S0lvingMysTeriEs594.0K VuesIntoxicated Vengeance
TrashInLove127.7K VuesTied to the Mafia Man 2 : NERO
Pravs_3618200.7K VuesMy Paradise With Mr.Billionaire
danidream569 VuesThe Mafia's Kidnapped Bride
Nyct288 VuesRalph’s Repentance
Early Bird49 VuesSinful Desires
Retroferd512 Vues
