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Chapter 37 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• “Goddamn it.” I fist my free hand in her strawberry-blonde hair and hold her head still. My other hand slides down her body, over the enticing curve of her breasts, eliciting a needy moan from her lips. Those lips. Fucking plump and begging to be wrapped around my cock. Then I crash my mouth down on hers, swallowing her sounds as my hand travels lower, over the arc of her hip and around to her ass. I squeeze hard, and her soft flesh yields to my touch as though it's been lying dormant waiting for my fingertips. “Fuck! You're definitely not leading me to salvation with this body.” The words slip out as soon as they came to my head. She reaches for my buttons, undoing each one after the other hastily. “Don't talk about salvation please, not now.” She tugs my shirt out. “Not now.” Our lips are still locked together, but I let her hands get busy however they want. She parts her lips, allowing my tongue explore the insides of her mouth. S
Chapter 36 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• I'm fucked. Really fucked. I had no idea that the nun I am so fucking attracted to would be the death of me. She's a real tease in every sense of the word. I noticed how she looked through the window at the woman getting fucked, noticed how she reacted to them. She's still fascinated by the whole process. And it makes me realize how much of a delight it would be to ruin her completely. There's no running now. She asked for this. She's still in that little red dress of hers that leaves a lot to the imagination—with her huge tits nearly spilling out of the dress. “Sit, Elizabeth,” I rasp, barely concealing how turned on I am with her innocence. Elizabeth eyes the bed warily like she would be swallowed the moment she sits down on it. She curled her fingers into her dress, taking a deep breath before settling onto the bed. “What now?” She gives me a questioning gaze, her eyes darting around the room. She wants to know what's next. I
Chapter 35 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* Again, I'm going straight to hell. I should have gone back to the convent like I earlier wanted to. I'm always making stupid decisions that I really can't go back from. Immediately Agent Camille left, a thought came to mind. What if I get arrested for being an accomplice, then would I spend the rest of my life not knowing what it means to touch myself? It was a one time thought. I've never had it in mind before now. And hearing Luciano say what type of club this is enticed me to want to know more. I haven't said my vows yet. Surely, I can sin one more, right? After tonight, I'll never see him again. I'll ask him to leave me alone. So this is just a parting gift indicating that it'll all just be a one time thing. One. Last. Time. And then I'll rebuke the devil, and chase him right out of my life. Feeling encouraged, I repeat the words, “Teach me how to touch myself, Luciano.” My breasts feel like they'll be popping out any moment
Chapter 34 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• A nun in a club. Who knew that day would come? I've seen so many things that might have kept me in awe, but this… this one is at the peak of it. There's silence between us as I let my eyes drag all over her—desire and anger blending into one. She's still standing where she shouldn't be. In my world. I can't believe she came all the way here just to let me know the cops were onto me. She could have chosen to let it slide, owing to the fact that I'm everything they preach against in her Sunday Service, Mass or whatever those are called. Elizabeth really shouldn't have. If she knows that the thoughts I have for her are nothing but impure thoughts set to ruin her completely, to make her into a sinner just like me, to teach her how to sin without ever feeling guilty about it—she would run. Run as fast as her legs can carry her. The more she gets into my space, that's the more my obsession for her grows into something I can't control.
Chapter 33 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* What was I thinking? I ask myself for the millionth time. With Luciano barging into my life, I've been making very hasty decisions without proper thinking. Looking around the room one more time is another reminder of a decision made without thinking at all. Taking a deep breath, I sink into the bed, the comfort and softness overwhelming me completely. Coming to this club was purely out of a mere guess. I wasn't even sure he would be here when I sneaked out of the convent with the intention of looking for him. This club is one of the popular ones in this city. As a matter of fact, during my early life in the convent, Mother Roselyn would always list it out as places a Sister should avoid if you're planning not to bathe in hell with the devil. Now here I am, with the devil in this exact forbidden club. The walk here was totally creepy especially when I walked down the dark alleyway leading to the club. If anything, getting here untou
Chapter 32••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••“This better be good,” I tell him, as I slammed the door shut behind me.“The—”BANG!It’s a gunshot. We both turn at the same time towards the direction where the sound came from.“That's what I wanted to tell you about. The cops are here,” Marco says when I return my gaze back to him.The cops?Why would the…Then my thoughts stray to what Elizabeth told me earlier. They're digging in on Philip's death.I've got to settle this once and for all. If I act normal and unbothered, they won't find anything to hold on to.No one knows anything about that night except Elizabeth.So it's a win.“If the cops are here, then it has got to be something serious,” he adds, as we walk side by side to go see them.“We’ll just have to find out.”Agent Camille straightens up when she sees Marco and I walk into the room.I would rather be somewhere else.Those uniforms, badges, and anything else related to this people really gets under my skin.If I had my way







