LILIYADice immediately pressed his lips to mine, kissing me like I was his oxygen. I knew, because I felt that way too. I kissed him back with as much affection, pouring all my love into the single kiss.We kept going at it until I was nudged onto the bed, and I started to protest right away."Dice…""I know you're wet for me already, princess. Open those legs." He spoke hoarsely against my ear, and ever greedily, I forgot why I did not want this to happen in the first place and my legs were wide open in no time.Because I was not wearing any panties under my nightgown, his fingers met my most intimate part directly, causing him to groan."What a naughty girl…" He mulled, then slammed his middle finger inside me to the hilt. My lips parted in an ‘O’ and stayed like that as his long digit pumped in and out of me without mercy. I was already close to release, so, so close… I could already feel it…He pulled his finger out of my pussy, leaving me needy as fuck and I grabbed his hand, tr
EIGHT MONTHS LATER Liya had a tear rolling down her right cheek as she gazed at the child in her arms. He was hers. Perfect, a bundle of joy, and most of all, utterly and undeniably hers. She thought she would burst of happiness just by watching him wiggle and whimper in her arms. Was this the love of a mother they spoke of? Just a few hours ago, she thought she would definitely give up due to the amount of pain she was passing through while pushing the baby. Dice had held her hand while she pushed, encouraging her to push for him, and she tried, heaven knew she put in her last strength to get the baby out. She did it. He was here now, even if his dad wasn't, at the moment. She already missed him, and she wanted to see how proud he was of her, because it was always there in his eyes—how much he appreciated her strength. She had missed that look in his eyes, because she had fallen unconscious immediately after the baby was all the way out. The nurse said he had stepped out sometime
LILIYALet me start by saying, this was not my idea.I would rather be in my apartment now, under my duvet, stuffing my mouth with snacks and a handful of lollipops while watching a new series on my laptop to celebrate my graduation from college. But my non-identical twin sister, Inessa believed herself a 'social butterfly' and because of it, I'd been dragged out to party in a club with more drunk people than the number of Popes in the world.The neon blue lights were the only breaks in the darkness and apparently, it was more than enough for the clubbers. I resisted the urge to shield my ears from the deafening offbeat music blaring from the speakers, as it was so not my scenerio. Still, I smiled at anyone who approached me, even if it didn't ease the discomfort I strongly felt."I'll be going to the washroom now, Liya. I won't be long, stay here and wait." Nessa spoke suddenly. I grabbed her wrist, causing her to whirl around fast."Please don't be long, Nessa. This place makes me r
LILIYA"I'm going to be riding you tonight, baby." My nose twisted in disgust from the words I'd just heard from a woman beside me, as I downed yet another glass of strong alcohol. The bitter taste lingered in the back of my throat and I twisted my face in agony.Again, how did people get addicted to such an intolerable liquid? But maybe, I thought then, maybe they didn't get addicted to the alcohol itself, but the effects rather. It was a perfect escape. An easy route to temporarily escape your problems. Now that I think of it, what would we have done without alcohol?Yes, I'd come here with something else in mind. Give Henri a taste of his own medicine by cheating back—because that was what most of the girls in the romance ebooks I'd read did, but then I realized I couldn't bring myself to do it while sober, so I decided to drown myself in drinks again.I planned to drink until I was brave enough to go off with one of the men who'd been ogling me and paying for some of my drinks. T
LILIYAI was going to die.Apparently, this man did not lie when he said he'd be fucking my mouth. I was now a mess on my knees with my palms on his hard thighs, my oxygen supply limited considerably and my face red from his assault. It was almost like he was punishing me for something, and I knelt there, opening my mouth wider anytime he commanded me to.His dick slammed into my mouth repeatedly, reaching places I'd never dreamt of any man getting to. I was so tempted to touch myself, but the two times I'd tried, he'd smacked my hands away. My eyes were filled with tears which trailed down to my breasts, but he kept going with the same merciless rhythm."Fuck," he muttered suddenly and pulled me up by my arm abruptly, with his dick still hard as a rock. His dick left my mouth with a pop. He hadn't cum yet after he'd fucked my mouth for so long? I was thrown onto a mattress before I got an answer to my unasked question and I propped up on my elbows to watch him unbutton his shirt in t
DICERunning late for my wedding was not the plan.I was not known for being late at events, but today, I had a business to finish before I could head to the wedding venue. Almost an hour had passed and the bastard before me was still refusing to give me the answers I requested for. I needed to wrap this up.I tilted my head to the side wordlessly and Ethan, one of my guards, slammed the heel of his metal gun against the fucker's temple. He yelped, and blood splashed on my navy blue suit from wherever. I bent to his level and meeting his tired eyes, I told him the words that usually did it for anyone,"Since you are not ready to give us information on where your boss ran off to, I'll take care of it myself, but that would be after I visit your two children and pregnant wife, waste them, and bring the woman's head to you on a platter. I could make it gold, if you want." I saw the raw fear in his eyes before his face showed it. Bingo. Threatening with the family worked everytime. I coul
LILIYA"... welcome to the start of your worst nightmare."I gulped and sat back straight. Worst nightmare? Just what kind of grudge did this man hold against me? After a few seconds, I turned to him again, trying so hard to not look at his fingers or anywhere else that could remind me of that night. He'd probably forgotten about it it anyways. Me? Not so much."Why? You were the one who left." I accused. He scoffed, then tilted his head to look at me with those pitch black eyes like I was some pest. I willed myself to keep my eyes on him, even if his eyes spat larva directly on my skin."Of course. I reckon it is about this time that I get the blame for leaving my bestfriend behind without saying goodbye?" He asked in a taunting manner. I looked away briefly, fisting my palms to calm my nerves."What exactly are you mad about, Dice?" I queried with annoyance, looking at him again. A shiver ran through my spine when I saw that his eyes were still on me.Dice's jaw ticked monstrously
LILIYAHe pushed away from me before I could question the meaning of his statement. Then, he called a help to take me back to my room. That day was the last I'd seen him around.One week after that day, I was huddled in my room, dressed in baggy boy shorts and an oversized hoodie, whilst emailing Papa about the thousands of reasons I would not agree to be an ordinary housewife to Dice. I could not believe Papa had spent millions to send me to one of the best colleges, only to decide that I'd be a housewife because Dice said so. Speaking of Dice, I really needed to give that man a piece of my mind already—when he reappeared from wherever he was hiding.A reply from my last message came immediately, ‘I will take care of everything, soon, malyshka. Trust me.’I allowed myself a tear in that moment, as reality dawned on me. Dice's revenge probably involved taking my dreams away as well. Just who did he think he was? Slamming my laptop shut and wiping the tear, I half-ran to the kitchen t