5 PM. Sumire carefully peek out the window's car and the cold, but serene afternoon greeted her. The wind whipped her black colored hair across her face, a pair of midnight eyes peering through the fluffy clouds drifted across the sky. Ahead of her loomed was an old-fashioned majestic palace-like manor stood. Sunlight streaming down illuminated the groups of trees that stood proudly, bumps on a smooth, green plain. Peering at the trees, the flash of a golden sunset, a cool and breezy gentle gust of wind blew against her face.Mort got out of the car and opened the door for her. Sumire stepped out and the long red carpet, and the number of men in their black suits lined up towards the end. They all bowed to Mort which slightly surprised Sumire. Mort hold her hand and sauntered together down the long red carpet aisle in the middle of bowed heads of men while the black beast panther was tailing and growling behind them. Her bustier ruffle white french slit dress slightly danced in the a
The phantom car hit the long road headed to Sumire's private villa. Neither of them dared to speak. The deafening silence echoed inside the car. His eyes darted on the road while Sumire was looking out the window, visibly doleful, and fell into deep thoughts. She felt heavy inside her chest. When they arrived at her home, Mort parked the car at the gate. He went out of the car and opened the door for her without uttering a single word.She got out and walk towards the gate when suddenly she paused. She releases a deep sigh before facing the hunk who has been silent since earlier."Look, if you don't say anything, I have my final word. Since you're now engaged, I will no longer pursue you anymore. I will completely cut whatever ties you and I have bonded except for business work-related. I-i wish you all the best...really..." she smiles forcefully. "a-and I hope... y-you'll be happy...even without me." She said almost in a whisper while holding back the tears that threatened to stream
It's been two weeks since Dieu and Sumire were seen together. Sumire had kept her promise to stay away from Mort. They're always the talk of the place, rumors such as she was now Dieu's girl encircling the entirety of MDA building. Most of the employees were thrilled to see them walking together and teased them every time they pass by in the lobby. From the top floor, Mort's office has been so dark and ominous for weeks that even Klauss is now suffocated by the heavy aura around, but he still endures it. During those weeks, Charlotte has been acting low-key and helping Dieu to impress the maiden. The young man plans to propose to Sumire."Have you prepared everything? The flowers and ring?" From the parking lot of the building, Charlotte excitedly confronted Dieu."Why are you even more look excited than me?" Dieu asked, staring at her questioningly but Charlotte answered him with a grin."I'm starting to reap the benefits of all my hard work in helping you. With your proposal, it wi
That early afternoon, Dieu invited Sumire to a private restaurant he occupied to surprise her and confess his true feelings. The place looks so romantically intimate and lavishly decorated with a touch of soft music. Dieu leads her to a small table inside the restaurant like a gentleman. He gave her a bouquet of fresh flowers. Even before Sumire sat down, Dieu suddenly hold her hand which slightly startled her."Thank you for accepting my invitation. Ever since I was born, it's been like I didn't exist in our family. They always had their eyes on Mort, he's first priority and choice of the family. They admire my brother so much and completely forget me while I'm living under his shadow trying to impress them. But I didn't expect this day would come when you chose me over him." Dieu said and kissed the back of Sumire's palm."I know this sounds so rushed but I can't wait to have you all by myself. If you will have me as your man, I would be greatly honored. Sumire, will you be my fianc
Inside the majestic and modernly stylish De Mavius mansion, each corner of the wall was beautifully carved, and the designs were made with complete care. With the combination of sky blue and spotless white paint, it was looking like a century palace. It's vast with a luxurious touch and lavish amenities. Charlotte and the head elder of the clan, are talking on the balcony. The night sky is awake and the air felt oddly tranquil. The Don was drinking tea and Charlotte was sitting right in front of him.While the old head butler served their tea, Charlotte's cell phone suddenly rang. She quickly apologized to the old man and answer the call."Miss Charlotte, we've got the target. Where do we take her?" The man asked and Charlotte looked at her grandfather."Take her to the private resort of Scythe Island. Pronto." She ordered and hung up the call immediately before facing the grandfather who had been listening to her earlier.Charlotte gratefully smiled at him who was seated so aloof and
From the cold, dimmed bedroom of the private resort, a sound of groans of men filled with lust lingered in the corners of the room. The maiden was lying on the bed naked surrounded by ten hungry predators. Sumire's hands and feet were tightly tied and her eyes were covered in a piece of black clothing and her mouth was gagged as the men's lustful lips and tongue traveled all over her body. They also made her inhaled some drugs to put her in heat. Hissed a breath through clenched teeth, her throat held back something between a sob and a shout."I never taste someone as delicious as you are..." a hooligan whispered in her ear, licking the right side of her neck and main ear."You taste good..." said another man who sucked the left side of her neck and licked her jaw.Sumire kicked the other man with all her might when he tried to kiss her legs but he immediately dodged. She immediately received a punch in the stomach that almost took her breath away and curled up on the bed in excruciati
He claimed Sumire's lips again, taking possession of her; he drank her in. His hand crawled down on her chest and before she realized it the blanket that cover her nakedness was gone. His fingers toyed with her nipples and they grew harder, tauter under his touch. Sumire's breathing sped up, excited. Her body reacted to his touch, yet she was also frightened. They continued to kiss with passion, with urgency and desire. She found herself caught up, lost in his overwhelming need and fervor. Mort kissed her deeply, kissed her cheeks, her jaw down, and planted hickeys on her neck. She squirmed and felt his sexy chuckle against her skin. He continued to bestow attention to that spot on her throat and Sumire thought she explodes from that alone. With Mort's strong hands touch her, skimmed all over her skin, replacing the horrible memories of men who molested her with his unforgettable touch and kisses. She closed her eyes allowing his hands to mix into an almost surreal and magical sensa
The silvery white dawn gradually showed brown red, and the morning glow reflected on the glassed window. All the silence, the bright light of the horizon on the east, carefully infiltrated the light blue sky, and the new day gradually moved from afar. The cluttered living room appeared the next morning. Random items were thrown throughout the place, sofa pillows were everywhere, sheets and wrinkled clothes and traces of essence can be seen on the carpet and marble floor. The master's bedroom was rumpled with clothes that had been thrown randomly out of the wrecked bed. Bed sheets were tangled at the end of the bed in a ball of knots; pillows were laying half out of their patterned pillow cases. It looked like a vicious tornado had ripped through the room and left all the possessions in a complete mess.From the kitchen, the sound of slapping flesh to flesh, groans and gasps, moans of pleasure and sweat filling the air. Mort thrust deep and hard into her as he licked her neck. Her back