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Xee writeThis has to be my favorite erotic chapter. Like I could literally feel the heat. Goodness!
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Chapter 112. “Arghhhhh!!!” Rosealba screamed—her voice echoing through the empty night. Her hands gripped the sheet, nails digging deeper as pleasure and pain blurred into something dangerous. His hand moved up her spine, pressing her deeper into the mattress. Making her take all of him. His breath heavy. He filled her with hard thrust—fucking, groaning, and enjoying every bit of her pussy. “This is what you want right?” His voice low, came out in a breathless rasp. He snapped his hips against hers with hot thrusts, each stroke knocking the air from her lungs. “To be owned.” He thrust. “To be handled.” He thrust deeper, twitching. “To be fucked like a slut because you are made for me, right?” Rosealba nodded unconsciously— knees weak. Gracious heaven. She couldn't think. Could breath. All she could do was feel him. Filling her. Owning her. Taking her. Ruining her like she had demanded. Every thrust was just like she had pleaded for it. Hard. Rough. Beastl
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Chapter 113.The gentle ray of the sun slipped through the curtain, caressing Rosealba’s cheeks. Her lashes fluttered as she struggled to tear herself from the grip of sleep.She stirred against the bed, throwing her hands across the bed. Her lashes fluttered at the emptiness and they parted open, riding her from sleep. Her lashes fluttered and a confused look settled on her face.“Where could he be?” Her voice was low, edged with confusion. “Right here,” Drystan mumbled his voice filling the air. Rosealba stiffened, feeling something hot against her thighs. Her hands reached for the sheet and she immediately raised the duvet up, dipping her head in, only to find Drystan's head between her thighs. The dim glow of the room bathed her skin in golden warmth and a feeling of embarrassment caressed her cheeks. Her fingers curled against the duvet as memories of last night spilled into her head. Her lips curled into her mouth and she bit gently on her lower lips, struggling to cont
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Chapter 114. Rosealba’s heart skipped. He was going to punish her. The thought reverberated against her head and she raised a gaze to the Drystan who was already standing away from the bed, arms crossed. Her eyes trailed down his sculpture shirtless chest to the black joggers that hung low against his waist. Her promiscuous eyes moved to his visible bulge, widening slightly. His cheeks scorched at the sight of him and she suppressed a lump, unable to tear her gaze. Drystan tilted his gaze. Eyes dark—he frowned slightly. “Shouldn’t you be worried about my punishment?”His voice, thick and rough grazed the air with its coldness. Rosealba blinked back, returning her gaze to his. Oh! She wished she could just worry about the punishment because she was rather worried about the state of her needy pussy. No. She could not take a cock. Not now. Her legs were sore. Her pussy was still arching—a lingering reminder of the beast he was last night. But pains be dammed because she was
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Chapter 115. Drystan stood before her, bare and powerful. Muscles tensed with restraint. She looked up at him, eyes widened, lips already parted, waiting for him to decide her fate. Fuck! The sight alone made his cock throb. Yearning. Craving. Pinning to be wrapped into any of her holes. As she knelt before him, completely at his mercy. His words slipped into her head, curling against every thought. “Daddy is going to fuck your mouth so hard you will know how to use it next time.”Her nipples tightened under the shelter of the big polo that draped over her body. Drystan took a step backward, letting lose of her cheeks. His eyes are dark, filled with hunger. Rosealba crawled gently, closing the little space he created between them. Drystan’s muscle clenched at the crawling sight of her. This was sure not her first time of crawling to him but she looked damn sexy doing it. “Ready?” Drystan asked. His voice, deep and taunting. Rosealba nodded, licking her lower lips. “I am alway
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Chapter 116. Rosealba got her on her feet, her legs wobbling. She glared at Drystan, fear hinting in her eyes. Her lips parted, trembling. “What are you doing?” Drystan brows furrowed noticing the glint of fear that resided in her eyes. “Sunshine.” His voice was tender as he moved closer, but Rosealba hurriedly replaced it. Drystan halted, hands stretched into the air as he tried to reach her. Rosealba stood still, uncertain of her reaction. Her heart pounded against her ribs, his words curling around her thoughts. “Come home after work, my wife wants to put on a show for you.” The word sounded familiar. Too familiar. Like the first time her father had introduced her to Don Viterro. “We will be expecting you. My daughter will put up an entertaining show for you.” Drystan glared at her for a moment longer, noticing the shift in her actions. “Hey.” His voice was soft. It came in a tender whisper. He took a step forward and this time, Rosealba didn't replace it. S
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Chapter 117. The room was alive with conversation and the occasional burst of Lina’s laughter filled the air. Rosealba walked into the dining, trying to steady herself as she approached the table. Two, no. Three pairs of eyes glanced up at her as she walked in, clad in a waist-snatching knee-length gown. “Miss Rosealba.” Diaro stood up, paying her a bow. Her eyes delighted and she nodded slightly, dismissing him with a smile. Lina's head snapped in her direction immediately and her lips stretched into a smile. She stood up, walking closer to Rosealba. “I can't believe you made Drystan cook. I am very much surprised.” Lina beamed, unaware of the storm that was happening between Rosealba’s thighs. She let out a soft smile, glaring at Drystan whose eyes glistened with mischief. “You look stunning.” she complimented Lina, who was dressed in a black tank coat and a milk pant, her eyes running down Lina’s body. Lina scrunched her nose disgusted by her outfit. “Thanks to y
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Chapter 118. A low growl slipped past Drystan’s lips as Rosealba kissed him with a hunger that stole his breath away. It was wild—needy—like she was desperate to consume him, to brand him with every lick, every bite of her lips against his. His lips moved against hers as she sucked harshly on it, groaning against his lips. This was it! The needy little slut he created. His mighty palm moved against her body, not in a rush like hers. No, they just took their time, roaming leisurely over her body, palms dragging over the curve of her waist; the swell of her breast, cupping the roundness of her ass in a slow, almost teasing squeeze. Rosealba shuddered. Her breath hitched as his thumbs brushed the underside, his fingers kneading as if memorizing every inch of her, but he didn't rush. He allowed her to devour him. Allowed her to take what belonged to her while his touch remained teasing, featherlight, slow. Her fingers moved against his chest, feeling the way his body reacted und
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Chapter 119. Rosealba clutched onto him, face buried into his chest as she muffled out light chuckles in rhythm to their ragged breathing. Her legs shook. She was completely ruined. Just like she desired it. Suddenly, a feeling of heat crept against her cheeks. She was done for. There were no two freaking ways about this. Embarrassment clashed in on her and her grip against Drystan’s shirt tightened, knuckles almost turning white. With her best friend and her bodyguard a wall away from them, she had taken him like a damn slut—moaning and arching desperately for more. A deep feeling of heat curled against her stomach as she thought about how loud she had sounded.Her chest clamped. What would Lina’s reaction be? The thoughts troubled her she almost forgot the burning ache between her thighs. With the way he had fucked her, if she was still dripping then she was not a step away from being an actual slut. One he created for himself only. As Rosealba’s heart pounded against her ea
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Chapter 163. Rosealba’s fingers trembled on the steering wheel, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Her heart pounded like a drum inside her chest, wild and restless. The road stretched out before her, but she couldn’t see it clearly anymore. Fear clouded her eyes, made her legs press harder on the accelerator.They were behind her. Getting closer.If they caught her, it was over. Lowel would take her. He’d use her as bait, threaten Drystan for a ransom—and even then, he wouldn’t let her go.Her throat tightened.“No,” she whispered to herself, shaking her head as the tears burned. “No, no, no—”But then—out of nowhere—a black car came screeching in front of her. Full speed. It spun across the road and halted roughly, blocking her path completely.Rosealba’s foot slammed on the brakes. Her body lurched forward then back, jerking hard as the car skidded to a stop. Her chest heaved. Panic tore through her.They had cut her off.Her eyes flew wide. Her hands shook. Her heart kicked faster
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Chapter 162. Lowel’s laughter died down, but the look in his eyes only grew darker. He moved his hand to Rosealba’s face, cupping it gently, but it wasn’t tenderness she felt—it was something else.His thumb brushed over her cheek, slow. Too slow.And his eyes?They weren’t looking at her.They were roaming.Dragging across her body with something she could only name as hunger. A deep, twisted desire that made her skin crawl.“That man,” he said softly, eyes still on her. “The one you call your fiancé…”His lips curled into a mocking smile.“He doesn’t love you.”He leaned in closer. His breath was sour with bitterness.“The only thing he cares about is this.”He nodded toward her chest.Her heart sank, but her face stayed still. She didn’t give him the reaction he wanted.“He only desires your body,” he continued. “The beauty of your skin. The glow in your eyes. The softness of your nature. That’s all you are to him, Rose. A pretty thing to undress.”Rosealba rolled her eyes, lettin
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Chapter 160.Rosealba’s breath hitched and she obeyed, sliding her fingers back into her warm trembling heat. “Oh… god.” she cries softly, lips partying. Drystan’s made lose of his zippers, his cock bouncing forward. Hard and erect. His head tipped backward.“That's it. That's it, Sunshine.”His voice came out strangled, now wrecked by her moans and the way his fingers moved up and down his cock. “You like being overstimulated, don't you? You like it when it starts to ache. You love being ruined for me. By me?”Rosealba’s eyes rolled backward, her fingers rubbing gently on her clit. “Yes.” She gasped, voice turning breathless. “Its too much—but I — I love it— I need it—”Drystan’s muscles pinched, his hand moving faster against his cock. “Fuck! You are going to make me cum, Sunshine. “Argh!!!” he snarled. “You sound so fucking desperate, sunshine. Like you’d let me fuck you through tears if I was there.” She bit on her lower lips, nodding her head as though he could see her. “I
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Chapter 157. The celebration was going smoothly.Rosealba and Emilia ate happily, both discussing work. This was supposed to be a moment away from work, but somehow they found themselves drifting back into it, talking about the beauty of it as though it were stitched into their souls.“You know… when I just started working in this firm, I used to be quite uptight. Because my mum said the key to a successful human is observation.” Emilia dug her fork into her food and laughed heartily while tearing a piece apart.She was the complete opposite of Rosealba. Loud. Cheerful. A force that commanded the room without even trying. But for some reason, Rosealba loved her vibe a little more than she had ever thought she would. It was chaotic, yet oddly comforting.“I was not a person to observe…” Emilia continued, shoving a forkful of pasta into her mouth, darting her tongue out to lick the fragment that tugged low beside her lips, careless and free.Rosealba ate quietly. Observing. She wasn’t
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Chapter 156.Rosealba and Emilia arrived at the restaurant.The moment they stepped in, Rosealba shimmered under the dim glow of the restaurant, her blond hair cascading down her back in a loose wave. Soft golden hues from low-hanging chandeliers kissed her skin, making her look like something ethereal — delicate and radiant. The restaurant bathed in a decadent mystery; its walls were painted in a rich, shadowy black that gave off an aura of secrecy and intimacy, like the world outside had vanished the moment they walked in.Her eyes wandered around the dark wall of the all-black restaurant, and the image immediately rang a bell, reminding her of that other black-themed restaurant where she last went on a date with Drystan. The day he proposed to her.Her heart clamped. Not in pain. But in the slight ache of missing the one dearest to your heart. A hollow tenderness thudded against her chest, slow and aching.They moved closer to the black chairs wrapped in opulence, upholstered in lu
