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
The white sheet dancing the gentle current of zephyr wind, Mort strides back to the villa carrying the beauty in his arms and Klauss tailing them from behind. From the undeniable black-and-gray theme deluxe master's bedroom suite, with unique artworks and tall sliding glass doors, a cozy, masculine aesthetic dominates the place. A soft dark gray rug on the footstep of the bed. Behind the sheer silver-white curtain offers expansive ocean views and a touch of a tall modern cylinder lampshade creating a serene vibe. His sleeping sanctuary wowed Sumire. Mort walks towards the bed and gently lays the maiden on the soft mattress. Her knees were still weakened, a moan escape from her lips when a streak of pain struck her hips and back. Mort steals one more kiss from her forehead and down to her lips."Just get some rest. I'll prepare your bath water." He said in a husky tone with their foreheads intimately pressed together while his eyes were fixed on the Sumire's lips.Sumire just answered
"Did you like what you saw?" His emerald eyes, calm and dark. He reaches for her hand. The sight in front of her truly takes her breath away. Sumire accepted it and let Mort escort her to the table where the fire and sand meet the sea under the clear night sky speckled with stars.Mort pulled her a chair. When the maiden sat down, Klauss immediately awed them with his talent in playing the violin in the corner.The melodious rhythm of the violin gives a romantic vibe to their surroundings along the serenade of the serene sea and the hum of the zephyr wind.Her eyes feasted on the sumptuous food and the red wine on the table. She can hear her tummy growling in famish. "Let's eat." A grin formed on his lips after hearing the cute sound of her tummy. He then feeds her and watches as she takes a bite and sips the wine. Sumire notices it. Blushes heavily. A shy smile slips out."How does it taste?" Mort asked. They lock eyes across the table. His eyes remains darted at her and he hadn't e
Inside the darkened master's bedroom suite and only moonlight beams lit the corners of the room, gasps and moans echoed and lingered in the air. "I'm still sore, Mort. ugh..." Sumire let out an erotic groan when he gyrated inside her."I know, but I'll be gentle." Grabbing her waist up, Mort positioned himself between her parted legs and entered her. Teasing her wet core, he shoved his shaft deep into her, grunting with every thrust. Sumire felt nothing but pleasure. She moans in pure bliss and lets out guttural gasps, aching for more. Mort works on her body, licking, kissing her neck down, and teasing her earlobe. He was moving in a perfect rhythm while hands massaging her busts when Sumire's phone suddenly rings."Answer it," Mort utters in a low and raspy tone and lets out a feral moan as he continues to do her, moving in and out of her glistened pearl in a steady pace."Are you serious? You're inside me...aahh..." Sumire couldn't stop herself from moaning at the pleasure Mort gav