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Punishment II:
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Love Spell Answers:
My appetite is immediately gone. I must have looked like a pig swallowing as much as I have in front of him while he watched me.—Aren't you hungry? - I ask in a thin voice, dropping the fork on my half-empty plate.—Not of food. - He responds looking at me with that expression that takes my breath away.— Please don't look at me like that. - I beg, swallowing hard and looking away from him.—Why do you always do that? Why does your mood change so easily? A second ago you were so happy. What have I done that offends you so much?"You wouldn't understand."—Don't look at me like you want to eat me! - I yell getting up from my chair, in a sudden and unexplainable rage.Alex stares at me impassively, swirling the wine in his hand a couple of times untill he drains it in one gulp.— I look at you like I want to eat you. - He repeats amusedly. - You're absolutely right, little witch. I want to devour you and not only in a sexual way.I step back in fear shaking my head.—Are you some kind
Love Spell Lust:
Yolie:It's eight pm and I'm sitting on the window landing. I look disinterestedly at the huge full moon that lights up the outside garden. I've bathed because despite the air conditioning, it's hot as hell in here, if not; I wouldn't even try.I recognize the symptoms, I'm half depressed. When I get like this, I always snuggle under a sheet with my favorite pillow, eat a chocolate bar and cry until I feel better. I make a face. My pillow is too far away and I don't want to have contact with the servants, therefore I can't ask for chocolate; lest that idiot takes offense and fire them too. I can only cry.But I don't even feel like it, besides, why would I cry for? Because I want to leave here. Why am I scared? Because being in contact with Alex makes my inferiority complex stab me over and over again? I sigh unhappily.I'm not hungry. I'm not sleepy either, but sleeping is preferable to turning whatever they bring on the tray and leaving everything there without having tried a thing.
Love Spell Lust II:
Yolie:He rummages one more time and warns me.–This, you can bite with confidence. - He brings me the food and I bite it. It is slightly hard and crunches under my teeth.—It's a toast. - I answer while chewing.—Naturally.He sticks his lips to my jaw and laughs. I look at him puzzled.—I said I would kiss you but I never specified the kisses would be restricted to your mouth’s general area. - He winks.He's changed the rules again! He is unbearable!I swallow the bite of toast and he already offers me the next thing.—Take a bite of this one too.I obey and moan with pleasure. I do like this one. I chew slowly, enjoying the flavor of the smoked product. I must have bitten off almost half—It's a hotdog.—Want more?—Yeah.I chew happily and he watches me cocking his head.— I have found the key so that you don't go to bed without having dinner again.Why, it’s obvious you like cold cuts very much- He comments, surprised. —Cold cuts in general, no, but I really like hot dogs. Have y
Love Spell Regression:
Standing atop the cliff, the hooded woman watched the bloody scene unfolding just below. The two armies fought fiercely. Her long black hair billowed in the wind. Her greyish tunic and cape camouflaged her with the rugged landscape. She spread her hands over the warring warriors, facing each other to death in the valley, reading the future of invader's army’s leader. Another victory, she thought. At this rate the Macedonian warrior will dominate the entire known world in less than a year. The way he leads his army into battle is extraordinary, and that horse of his, what a temper! Admirable. All this power in the hands of one man. A mocking smile crossed her lips. Perhaps I should watch the Hegemon of Greece more closely. 000 Yolie: I wake up dazed and thirsty. I wet my dry lips with my tongue, opening my eyes. I sit up slowly and look around me. The bedding is all messed up, I'm completely naked and... I swiftly pat my neck in fright. Nothing. I look at the pillow expecting
Love Spell Campaspe:
Yolie:We leave the treasure room and Alex escorts me back to my humble abode. (Note my sarcasm?) We near the door and he stops by it.—Inside you will find a new cell phone waiting for you on the nightstand. - He offers.—What happened to mine?—Patrick left it in your bag, on the very side of the street where he picked you up in Havana.That phone was special to me. I had to save a salary and half of another to be able to buy it, but I imagine that "Mr. Golden Statues" wouldn’t understand that king of sacrifices.—Patrick has put a line to it and has inputted his contact number and mine. He has also given you the password for the Villa's Wi-Fi, so you can use the Internet.Great, there are a lot of things I need to investigate. I know he does this not because he trusts me, but because no one would believe me. If I post "Help, a vampire has kidnapped me and is holding me prisoner in Greece!" all my Facebook friends will think I've gone nuts.—Good thing you know, little witch. - He w
Love Spell Make over:
Yolie:Mégas Alexandros. WowI'm stunned. Someone brought my lunch and I ate what I couldz but I know I can't put this off any longer. I wanted answers and finally it seems I will get some.Mégas Alexandros.I'm sitting on the window landing with the phone in my hand. I can't believe it. But it has to be him. After all, he's Greek, he's filthy rich, even the age at which he supposedly died matches what he appears to be now, about thirty-two or thirty-three years old.Also, the way he talks, the way he behaves, as if he were the master of the whole fucking universe, must be part of his personality, all those traits can’t have been acquired after his conversion. I turn on the cell phone screen and continue reading.King of MacedoniaHegemon of GreecePharaoh of egyptKing of asiaGreat King of Media and PersiaWhat a string of titles. I only need to include... inveterate womanizer, psychopathic kidnapper and vampire, obviously.Dynasty ArgeadasFather Philip II of MacedonMother Olympia
Love Spell The Bodyguard.
Kira:My aunt's phone call took me by surprise. She explained to me that the guest of Villa Philipides wants to have a hair done, so i was asked to come to the Villa to carry out the work.Our island is small. In the extreme north lies the fishing village of Santa Eduviges, population of three thousand inhabitants. Our economic income depends fundamentally on fishing and the movement of tourists who each year make extensive tours of these Greek islands.In the extreme south there are at least five private properties, all belonging to the same man, the millionaire and mysterious Kyrios Alexander Philipides. The inhabitants of the town of Santa Eduviges speak of him with such a level of admiration that anyone would think the man is a god.Theos. The guy is rich of course, he's filthy rich and possesses the kind of look that makes women fall like wounded doves at his feet, but he has a reputation for spending no more than a few weeks with each lover. He changes them faster than he change
Love Spell Ancient History:
Alex:I've spent two days staring at my cell phone like an idiot. My companion at "dinner" last night got very angry, Cleo is one of those women who demand the total and absolute attention of the man who is close to her and my constant checking the arrival of messages offended her.Luckily, the Egyptian understood my situation and I managed to win her support. Of the five members of my coven, with whom I have interviewed these two days, she is the only one who has expressed herself in favor of what I want to achieve. Before, a few centuries ago, we would have ended the night in a session of rough, perverted and unrestricted sex. Cleo was more than willing, I wasn't in the mood.Worry has made me return six hours earlier than expected. Truth is, I feel prey of a huge and irrational fear. I know my little witch will be well cared for by Patrick, he will protect her with his life from any external threat; what I’m afraid of is her own fragile mental stability.If too much information is
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