LOGINOver the next few days, Barbara began to experiment more with her butt plug. She was slowly getting the hang of it and she had to say, it was fucking awesome walking around with the feeling of it in her butt hole, rubbing around her tight Rosebud as she moved and climed the stairs.On one of such days, Barbara took out the butt plug before going into the kitchen. She did not know why, but moaning in front if her husbands in the kitchen because she was honey because of a butt plug just did not seat with her. How would she even eat once she say on the butt plug in her ass?? Fuck*ing hell. They finished eating, and when she started gathering the dishes, Cassian reminded her that he and Richard would take care of the kitchen. She was to relax in her bubble bath while they cleaned up. Barbara hugged each man then climbed the stairs to run her bath. As soon as there was enough water in the tub with a decent number of bubbles, she climbed in and let the warmth seep into her tired body. S
I let my hand drop to my side, the phone slipping from my fingers and falling onto the plush carpet. This was harder than I thought it would be... How could I get revenge when his voice still had this effect on me? I'm too weak to stand up to him... Too weak... "I can't do this... I can't do this...I can't...I can't" Suddenly, the room began to spin. The walls of the fitting room started to shrink, pressing in on me from all sides. The heavy white satin of the dress became tighter and tighter, squeezing my chest until my lungs were begging for air... I closed my eyes, but the darkness only made it worse. “You were always so naive, Celene.” Daniel’s voice echoed in my head, loud and clear, as if he were standing right behind me. I could feel the cold tiles of the bathroom floor pressing against my cheek. I could feel the brutal, crushing weight of his knees pinning my arms down. My hands flew to my throat as the memory of his thumbs digging into my windpipe flashed in my mind.
Aurora had been confused before, but now, seeing the way he was staring deeply into her ocean eyes, she was an epitome of confusion. They should make a statue of her at this point.“Oooohhhhhh!!… Kiss! Kiss!! Kiss!!!” The gang surrounded them laughing and clapping as they chanted. Aurora stepped aside immediately, completely mortified. Kiss??? They wanted her to kiss…him? This devil that kills without thinking? This pompous, dangerous, heartless criminal? She did not care whatever games he was playing, she would not be handing out her first kiss to him. Never. She stepped backwards again hoping to put as much space between them as possible, but this demon of a man gripped her neck lightly bringing her face closer to his...Fear and disgust clouded Aurora’s mind. He was going to do it… he was really going to kiss her. She looked around and no one was going to save her from getting her first kiss stolen by this monster.Aurora spat directly on his face. She could hear the whole
Sometimes, revenge doesn't have to come with bloodshed.It can begin with moaning your best friend's husband's name over and over and over while he takes you on every hard surface.Rihanna thought she had everything she wanted. The man she loved, a wedding to look forward to, and a future they had built together. She even gave up her own money and sacrificed her dreams to help Dorian build his. Then she found out he was sleeping with her best friend.Sean Davis had his own reason to hate cheaters. Jasmine was his wife, and he had trusted her just as much as Rihanna trusted Dorian.Two broken hearts. Two unfaithful partners. One very dangerous idea.If Dorian and Jasmine wanted to play dirty, maybe Rihanna and Sean could play the same game.It was only supposed to be revenge. No feelings. No complications. No falling for each other. But when revenge starts feeling this good, how long can they pretend it's only a game?Chapter 2Rihanna's POV By 6:15 a.m my alarm rang, dragging me out
Rihanna’s POVFuck...fuck...fuck...I'm dead...I'm dead...I'M SO FUCKING DEAD!!I pressed my back harder into the mirrored wall, trying to convince my lungs that breathing was still a legal activity. It was not going well. My chest felt tight, my hands were shaking, and my brain had officially left the building without filing a fucking resignation letter."I can’t believe this... I cant believe I'm going to die like this" I whispered to myself, fear consuming every part of my body. “Hey,” Sean said behind me.Just that. Hey? He did not even k ow the gravity of the situation we are in right now. Oh my god, gravity...I wander how may feet above the air we are right now? Would we crash to our death? Will dad use poison gas like he used for other of his enemies?"Rihanna...breathe... It's just an elevator malfunction" I heard Sean say from behind me again.I didn’t answer because if I opened my mouth, I was going to either scream, cry, or confess to crimes I hadn’t even committed yet.
VINCENZO’S POVVincenzo still could not believe she would spit on him, and in front of his men no less!!!!As intriguing as she was, and he had to admit, she was intriguing… he did not have the patience for a pampered general’s daughter to throw her tantrums around him. He had things to do, a mission to deliver.“Boss” Salvatore said as he walked into Vincenzo’s private quarters and bowed looking disheveled.Just the appearance of Salvatore reminded Vincenzo of a certain annoying generals daughter.“Tell Aurora to go to Marisol, that kid needs to see her mother.”“Boss! That’s why I’m here, boss. Aurora… aurora has escaped.” Salvatore’s voice cracked as he spoke. “Escaped? What do you mean she escaped? What about the guards?”“She used lady Brielle’s identity to leave, boss. They could not stop her.” Salvatore said, obviously scared for his life.Vincenzo saw red. Escaped? Escaped?!!! Spitting on him was not enough? Now she was blatantly testing his patience. Vincenzo threw his hal







