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Bride For The Blind Don Ride Your Pussy On My Face…
Sleeping was impossible. I didn’t know what I should feel—if I was supposed to pity my father for being tortured by Zeden, or be glad that he finally got everything he deserved. After all the beatings. After all the pain. After dragging me into this twisted life… then selling me off like I was nothing. And still, here I am. Still suffering. Still being used. I rolled restlessly, tossing around the bed like I could shake off the weight on my chest. But it only grew heavier. Zeden used his own child—used her to crawl under my skin, to open my heart, just to fuck me. Zameera told me. She told me he was her father. And I didn’t listen. I was so distracted, so desperate to protect someone, to feel something… I ignored every red flag. I should’ve known. Fuck. I pressed my palm hard over my chest, trying to silence the ache, the regret, the disgust—at him… at my father… and at myself. Every organ in my body screamed to go to him and stab him straight in the chest. He sh
Bride For The Blind Don Psychopath!!!
I couldn’t tell what Zeden was trying to do, but whatever it was, it wasn’t what I had imagined. “What are you doing, huh?” I asked, voice shaky. His arms were still locked around me, my bare chest crushed against his. “I’m getting my refund back,” he said coldly. “Did you really think I’d let it slide after seeing those scars on your skin? He should be grateful he didn’t lie about your virginity… because if he had, I wouldn’t be wasting time explaining anything to either of you.” I clenched my teeth. “What are you saying? You’d have me killed too?” He didn’t blink. “Obviously. And definitely.” “You’re a psychopath!” I snapped, my voice loud in his ear. “You call me that because I allow it,” he growled. “If I didn’t want you—if I hadn’t picked you as mine—you’d already be six feet down, Amber. I swear it.” He leaned in tighter, his breath warm and heavy. “But I’ll only hurt those who’ve hurt you,” he said, his voice like a knife. “Because you’re mine. I don’t care
Bride For The Blind Don Scars On Me…
~~Amber~~ One thing I knew for sure—my father wouldn’t show up here without a reason. Not without something he wanted. Money, probably. Zeden must have paid him off already. So why was he back? Another deal? Another price on my head? I guess that’s what I was now. A transaction. A receipt with no refund. I stepped forward, ignoring my father completely. “I came to ask what the guest needs,” I said, keeping my voice flat as I walked past Father—Like he was nothing to me. “Amber…” My father stood like he was about to embrace me, like he deserved to. “No, no, no…” Zeden cut in, heading toward his chair. He dropped into it like a king reclaiming his throne. “Antonio, sit down. I didn’t call you here for a father-daughter reunion. You sold her. She’s mine. No ties. No relationship. So sit your ass down.” The weight of his words hit hard—especially the way my father obeyed without hesitation, sinking back into the couch like a spineless coward. I didn’t stop. I kept
Bride For The Blind Don Cuff My Wrist And Fuck Me; Please…
As soon as he uncuffed my wrists, the ache in my arms released in a heavy wave, but I barely had time to breathe. He moved lower, untying my legs from the elastic rope—slow, focused, methodical. I thought that was it. That maybe he was done. That he'd step back, tell me to get dressed, tell me to leave. But he didn’t. Instead, he grabbed my waist and flipped me over—fast—forcing my chest flat onto the mattress. My nightwear was still bunched around my hips, exposing everything. His hand fisted the fabric tightly, like he was trying to choke my body with it. He shoved my legs apart again—wide, too wide—and grabbed a full handful of my ass, squeezing hard enough to make me cry out. “I don’t think you know,” he growled above me, voice scraping against my spine, “how many fucking nights I dreamed about bending you like this. About splitting you open.” All I could do was whimper. Every time he touched me, I reacted—helpless. Every rough slap of his palm against my thigh o
Bride For The Blind Don Thrusting With A Gun…
~~Amber~~ As a young woman on the brink of losing my virginity, I should be expecting a penis, but instead, I'm horrified to think my first penetration is going to be from a gun. Tears welled in my eyes. I couldn’t stop them. I kept pulling at the cuffs on my wrists, kept kicking and struggling against the elastic ropes holding my legs apart. But with every desperate tug, my legs spread wider… and wider. The stretch burned. It hurt so much. "You’re seriously going to use that on me?" I asked, trying to stay calm, but my voice trembled. "Will it hurt?" He didn’t answer. "Huh?! Answer me, you fucking monster!" I shouted, my voice cracking. My knees were wide open now. I couldn’t close them even if I tried. I was completely exposed. He just smiled. "What’s sex without pain, huh?" he murmured, his voice soft, chilling. "Every pain you feel… that’s the most pleasurable part of it, my little blondie." He lowered himself onto the bed, his weight sinking the mattress, as he
Bride For The Blind Don When A Virgin Gets A Còck..
~~Amber~~ It took everything in me—every breath, every ounce of strength—to make a promise that would haunt me for a long time. Whatever I said back there… I don’t even know if it was the right thing. I had to count numbers backwards just to calm myself enough to speak. But I did it for Zameera. One day, she’d grow up. Maybe she’d understand. Maybe she’d appreciate what I did for her. And yet, I’d be the one suffering for it. Alone. Used. Broken. All I ever wanted was marriage before giving myself to a man. That was the only condition I set for my body, my soul. But somehow, I’ve ended up here—about to become a plaything for a monster. A blind one. Zeden Vercetti. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at the nightwear he’d ordered one of the maids to bring me. A short, silky white slip. Thin straps. No bra allowed—his rule. I ran a hand over the smooth fabric. It felt too light on my skin. Too exposing. Too dangerous. But I wore it anyway. For the child w
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