In a world full of craving wolves she couldn't roam around like an innocent rabbit in the den's of her predator because she knows it too well, that there is a certain big bad wolf preying on her. Waiting to devour every inch of her body. But instead of devouring her in a torturous way, her predator devour her in a more pleasurable and sensual manner. And she's the prey that is a willing victim. She's a prey bewitching her predator with her innocence, making her predator, the big bad wolf, breaking the rules. [English Book Version of Breaking Rules by Gothic Grace]
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Copyright © 2021 by Gothic Grace
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, leaving or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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If you're finding a perfect story with a perfect plot and perfect characters, then don't read this. This story may not suits you."Rules?" He chuckled and approached me. He pushed me once more, and I almost leaned against the wall. Why does he always come up to me?I gave him a nod. "I know ii-it sounds s-so c-childish-hh, b-b-but I-I need..." I couldn't finish my sentence because he pinned me to the wall."Damn, and what kind of rules are they?" I unconsciously touched the hem of his shirt. I gripped his polo, attempting to gain strength."C-Can ww-we h-have aa c-cont-t-ract—"He scoffed at me. "If you want to negotiate with me, don't ask me for some contract bullshits. We're not in a fucking romance novel, baby, and I'm not just going to be a fucking simple lawyer. I like to break someone's rules. I have my own rules.""A-Az-za-z-zel—""I'm the rule of law, Sera."I was about to speak when the door opened. We were taken aback by the two women. When I looked at Azazel, he didn't even look at them. He was staring at me the entire time. So I shoved
I walked away and ignored him. I don't know how many times I've served. And I can feel him staring at me with every move I make. His stares almost made my entire body tremble. He was just so obvious. I'm honestly nervous, but I couldn't do anything about it, so I just let it go.I was just relieved that nothing had happened as the previous time. That I was harassed by one of the customers.I took a brief break and went straight to the restroom. There was no one there, so I took off my eyeglasses and washed them. Someone opened the door while I was wiping my face. I no longer have to look at the one who came. It's obvious who followed me to the restroom.Azazel was there, and he was furious. He's clenching his teeth and staring at me. In my nervousness, I swallowed my saliva.He licked his lips as he approached me. He puts both hands on the sink behind me when he's already in front of me."Did you avoid me on purpose?" he asked. I just tur
I started painting again, and I didn't mind people chit-chatting with each other. I must complete my painting before the deadline. I've been on the path I've chosen for two years. I have no regrets about taking this course. It's enjoyable; I enjoy paintings, drawings, and anything else related to fine arts. I used to enjoy painting when I was younger. That way, I can express myself more freely. Every time I paint, I feel as if my own world becomes more peaceful.That in and of itself is a bit pricey. Purchase as much as you require. But, since I enjoy the arts, all I have to do is work hard. Including, having a part-time job and participating a scholarship program. I'm not that difficult but it's really complicated.When I saw how nice my painting was, I couldn't help but smile. I'm almost finished; maybe just a few more strokes and I'll be done.But, maybe, I'll just finish this tomorrow. It's getting late and I need to get ready for work. I don't want my
"I want to fuck you real fucking hard, my love," he said, and I couldn't believe it.Fear and dread returned to me. No. That is not what I want. If he does something to me that I don't like, I can't stand it. I swallowed hard and moved cautiously. I attempted to leave, but I felt like a fool for doing so. He was staring at me the entire time. I came to a halt when I felt his hands on my face.He didn't say anything. He just stared at me while clenching his jaw, "fuck!" he said angrily.Azazel began kissing me once more. He kissed me on the lips as if he was punishing me for something I had done. He gives me a strong and harsh kiss, and instead of making me feel better, he makes me feel even more terrified. I'm not sure why. Perhaps it was a result of what had happened to me, or it was due to the strange aura that surrounded him.My eyes welled up and tears streamed down my cheeks. Especially when his hand touched my left chest. He began to massage
When I regained consciousness, I was lying on a soft bed. I quickly looked around, realizing I wasn't in my apartment, and I became nervous because I couldn't see anything. There is no light anywhere I go. Something touched me in my nervousness.I was about to run when I felt someone take my pulse. I could see a body lying on the bed. He drew me in and wrapped his arms around my waist. He seemed familiar, but I'm still terrified. As a result, unwanted thoughts entered my mind.What if it was all a dream, and Azazel never came to save me? That they didn't... What happens if those...I was about to scream when I smelled the man's familiar scent. Azazel. I gradually calmed down and let him hug me around the waist. He drew his body closer to mine. He pressed his face against my neck.My eyes wandered at what he'd done. I sighed and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and cleared my mind. My hand was resting on my stomach while his hand caressed my wa
His breathing has become ragged once again, but not because he is enraged. But for reasons that are too dangerous to say. I noticed him close his eyes. He here seems to be repressing his desires. His jaw tightened as well. He'll lose his patience if he's pushed any further."Fuck, mi amore, I'll kiss you if you don't stop," he said. I blinked a few times as I stared at him. Does he want to kiss me? Huh? What?Is he going to kiss me? I licked my lower lip. This is us, and this is me. I had become a slave to the strange heat in his stares once more."A-Azazel..." was the only thing I could say while staring at him. His eyes opened, and there was a strange glimmer in them. As I stared at him, my hair stood on end."Oh, damn this," he said as he grabbed my lips. Kissing me hungrily. I'm licking my lower lip and trying to make an entrance. I'm not sure what changed in the way he kissed me. I'm not sure how to describe it. But it's not as aggressive as
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