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My Tormentor chapter 21
Z A R A "Al, stop! You'll break her jaw!" Amelia warns."You fucking bitch," he's just inches away from actually cracking my jaw open."Alejandro!" Amelia yells."Amelia, get out," he says loudly."But—"He whips his head in her direction, "Did you not fucking hear me clearly? I said get the fuck out!" His voice became ferocious enough to wipe out whatever confidence I had just built up minutes ago. She grabs her skirt that was lying on the floor and quickly walks out of the room. He grabs my head and slams it on his desk, face-first while using his other hand to hold my arm behind my back. He hits both my ankles with his feet, hard enough for me to not be able to feel them anymore.I bite my lip hard to stop myself from screaming out from the pain."First Elijah and now Marcus, I didn't know you've become such a whore," he says."Speak for yourself," I grit my teeth, holding in my tears. "You didn't walk in on me multiple times giving men a blowjob."His grip on my head tightens, as
My Tormentor chapter 22
Z A R A I did see Alejandro the next morning, but, shockingly, both of us ignored each other. I was half expecting him to slam me against the couch, violating every inch of my body yet again but he didn't. He didn't even glance over in my direction.This went on for a whole week and a half. The same routine: we would cross paths in the morning, but he wouldn't acknowledge my presence, and neither would I acknowledge his. At night, he would come home late and go straight to his room or wouldn't come home at all.However, our eyes met just once one morning, in the middle of the week. He looked extremely tired, the shadow under his eyes was dark enough for anyone to notice at a glance. His lips looked dry and thin, his cheeks sunken in, his hair messy compared to it is never out of place, and his usual clean shaven face has a 5 o'clock shadow.He looked rough.As he should after everything he did to meThis morning isn't any different, in fact, I'm starting to enjoy this. I can live the
My Tormentor chapter 23
Z A R A "Oh my God, Ma'am!" Charlotte gasps as I twirl around in front of the mirror. "You look absolutely beautiful! I can't take my eyes off of you!""Thank you so much!" I grin. I feel really pretty in the gown."The style suits you so much! The designers really did a great job at perfecting this," she smiles."Yes! I would love to wear the life out of this dress!" I twirl one more time, the black skirt of the dress inflates as I spin. The sleeves are puffy, made with a soft net material, that's translucent. God, I love the sleeves. The designer had a black turtleneck shirt sewed in under the dress so my neck and arms aren't visible, however, the turtleneck shirt is a tad bit lighter than the rest of the dress to not take away from the dress' gorgeous design.Charlotte hands me the chiffon black scarf that she bought for me and I thank her. I have already finished my makeup and hair a little while ago, all I have left is my hijab. I set the scarf around my head, the chiffon materi
My Tormentor chapter 24
Z A R A Five minutes in, just as I predicted, Alejandro was swept away by many people. He tried his best to keep me by his side so I can keep up with the pace but soon realized that I would rather not."Do you want to start with some appetizers?" He asks, which surprises me. "They have a table set up on the other end. You can take Charlotte with you. I'll have Frank hover around you.""Yes!" I'm grateful for two reasons: one being that I hate being dragged around into conversations I don't understand and two, I am starving but I'm always starving so that's not new. "I'll be back after I'm done."He nods and lets me go. Charlotte and I make our way to the food when I gasp at the different, colorful assortment."They all look healthy, yet so delicious," I'm drooling at this point, looking at the various dishes I can try."They're all assortments of antipasto," Charlotte says as she picks one up."Anti-what?" I blink."Antipasto is Italian for appetizers," she explains. "That's a grill
My Tormentor chapter 25
Z A R A "I'm sure you've been introduced to the five bosses?" Elijah asks.I nod, "Except for one... something Gambino, I think?""Ah, Carlo Gambino. He's the main character of this story," Elijah sighs. "Your high school was around the Toronto area in Canada, right?"I nod again, "Correct.""Well, Alejandro enrolled into the school to get closer to one of your classmates, who was the son of Gambino's brother," he explains. "We needed to kill off his brother because he betrayed the omertà.""He betrayed the what?" I raise a brow."Omertà is the code of silence and honor that we uphold as members of this organization. Betraying the omertà is one of the most shameful things you can do as a made man," he continues."And how does one betray this code?" I ask out of curiosity."By having a big mouth and being a pussy," he smirks.I try to stifle my laughter, "Explain further, please.""It's by ratting us out to the authorities, the government, or outsiders, especially during a criminal in
My Tormentor chapter 26
Y A S M E E N I arrived in New York with my cousins about two weeks ago. I sincerely did not want to come, I want to stay at home and not leave my room like I've been doing for the last couple of months since Zara's death.When Zara's parents informed me of her death, I cried for weeks on end. I refused to believe she was dead, this can't be real. She just started her life, graduated from school, and started interviews for a stable job, it's unfair! It's too unfair!I quit my job and stopped leaving my house, I don't even think I've been getting enough sunlight to be alive right now. I stopped eating and drinking, I was losing weight faster than anyone can imagine, and I was turning into bones. My hair became brittle, my lips completely chapped and dehydrated, and the shadows under my eyes were horrible. I didn't have any way to cope, depression had swallowed me whole. She was my only friend, my best friend and I refused to believe she was dead.Bless my parents, they tried and kept
My Tormentor chapter 27
Z A R A "How long are you planning on staying in New York, Yasmeen?" Alejandro asks.I know he's trying to make sure she doesn't intervene between us."About a month or so, why?" She answers casually. I know for a fact she's only here for a week. She's doing this on purpose."Oh, I see. For what reason?" He asks, getting a little tense."My father's a busy man, Alejandro. Age is also reducing his quality of work. He can't take care of all sectors of his business at this age. I'm here to oversee a few projects in his place," she doesn't stutter once, as if she's practiced this for hours."If I remember correctly, you didn't want anything to do with business in high school. In fact, I clearly remember you saying you'd rather jump out the window than take another business course," Alejandro'a suspicious of her reasons and it's making me nervous."Alejandro, I don't know what you're getting at but let me tell you something. When someone provides you with shelter, food, clothes, money, an
My Tormentor chapter 28
Z A R A The first wet brush of Alejandro's tongue against my clit felt so good it was almost overwhelming, my body jolting at the sensation. It made me gasp, his firm touch keeping me still for him to repeat the motion. Already, I was shaking.It wasn't like anything I felt before, this was something I can feel at the core of myself, spreading the ecstasy throughout my body. The patterns of Alejandro's tongue traced across my heated flesh are satisfying in a way I'd never felt, full bloom of sensation and heat.When one of his fingers teased my entrance, I can barely even form a coherent word. The thoughts simply have no traction, falling away at the new stimulation as it pushed in. And that felt right, didn't it? The second finger hurt a little bit, but the pain of the stretch was lessened by the taunt coil of pleasure encouraged with every stroke of his tongue."A-Alejandro—" I gasp out, disgustingly needy as I'm writhing beneath him, so close that I can feel myself beginning to un
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