The throne of hell has been long contested by Lucifer and Satan .Both had their era that they ruled. Lucifer ruled at the beginning of human history and Satan ruled till the end of world war 1 and 2. The prestigious title of the Devil was only shared between these two brothers,who were actually twins and were sometimes mistaken as one entity. Lucifer was the demon of pride and Satan, the demon of wrath.Both were powerful so they had every right to rule the empire of demons. Well,everything was rosy until the demons make a declaration .Pride and wrath were no longer the sins that ruled the world,lust was.Yes, the demons wanted Asmodeus, the youngest prince of hell to take the throne. But wait,did they expect Lucifer to swallow his pride or Satan to act like he was not enraged by their demand. Asmodeus,the MC was definitely not into the whole becoming the Devil thing but Lucifer offers him the throne in return for a soul.The soul of the only one not corrupted by Asmodeus' lust which the dominated world at that moment.He is not interested in the throne but is moved by the challenge. Who is that mortal,who dared tempt the devil.She is Maria, an innocent young virgin lady who decided to live a celibate life .Oh that decision would never hold,hell no,not with the god of lust around.
Lihat lebih banyakThe sky is clear today. The breeze came, with a faint floral fragrance.
In the deep of the forest, moans were coming from it.
“Ahhh, yes, dear. You make me so hot. Please…squeeze me harder…hurry up…I'm coming...”
A girl leaning against the tree half-naked. Her two slender legs wrapped around the waist of a young man, rising and falling on his body. Her lewd voice made the man more excited and panting stronger.
“Oh, I’m crazy for you.”
With a high-pitched sound, all of them get their orgasm.
On the contrary, Amelia, who had hidden behind a tree was almost screamed.
Why?
Because the man was her male god, and the girl is her sister, Olivia.
Today, Amelia was going to confess to the man she had been secretly in love with for more than half a year.
Then she gave him a pink letter and invested him to date in the forest of the school.
But what did she see?
He was naked in his lower part, holding a girl in his arms!
Even more ridiculous is, that girl was her sister Olivia!
At this point, Amelia could no longer control her sadness.
She turned her head and ran out crying.
What Amelia didn't expect was: Olivia stuck her head slightly and showed a contemptuous smile in Amelia's direction when she turned around.
Amelia came back home upset. Her sister Olivia came right back after her.
“You saw it, didn’t you?”
“No, I didn’t see anything!” Amelia growled to Olivia, with tears down her face.
Olivia slapped Amelia. “How dare you growl at me, Amelia. Hey bitch, you know what. I did it on purpose. I do not regret and I’ll do such similar things again and again. I’ll rob everything you like cuz you shouldn’t have the right to live in this world!”
***
Two years later.
"Amelia! Amelia, stop dawdling, hurry up and clean up! Your sister is coming with her mate soon!" Amelia's mother, Blenda, wore a gray-blue dress and checked back and forth in the mirror.
Seeing Amelia passing by, she patted her and motioned for her to hurry up.
"Hss…" Amelia rubbed her arm in pain, then picked up the mop again.
Although Amelia was tired, she was excited that Olivia had a mate of her own.
Finally! Olivia finally stopped stealing the person she likes!
With excitement, Amelia went to work very quickly. In a short time, the whole house looked brand new.
At the same time, the door was opened from the outside.
"Mom and Dad, we're back!" It was Olivia's voice.
"This is my mate!"
As soon as Amelia came out of the bathroom, she heard Olivia's flamboyant words.
Amelia sneered inwardly. She went to see what Olivia's mate looked like.
When she looked at the tall man standing beside Olivia, she was stunned.
“Mate!” Amelia and the man growled at the same time.
Olivia's mate is also her mate!
The air became silent.
A moment later, Olivia spoke to Amelia. “Come with me, Amelia.”
They came to Olivia’s room.
“Give him up, Amelia,” Olivia ordered. “Just like you give up the man you like before, give him up.”
“No, I can’t.” Amelia trembled. Her sounds were broken. “How can I do that? He’s my mate. I… I can’t.”
“Shut up, bitch!” Olivia grasped her hair and forced her to look up. “Look at me. He’s mine, only mine. Don’t forget. You’ll never want to suffer the pain I give to you.”
Then Amelia locked her in a small dark room and went to the living room lonely.
“Where is Amelia?” The mate stood up from the sofa and asked anxiously.
“She’s tired. She is taking a nap.” Olivia clenched her fist secretly and smiled gently at her mate.
“Oh, she asked me to tell you, she rejects you became her mate.”
“Really?” The mate frowned.
Olivia nodded. “Totally truth.”
Amelia was let go in two days.
She had severe dehydration and had no strength, but she didn’t care about it.
On a warm sunny afternoon, she found her mate.
“Amelia? Why are you here?” Seeing her mess-looking, the mate asked her confused. “You had rejected me, hadn’t you?” He looked at her with a cold expression.
“No, I was not. Olivia was lying!”
The mate’s eyes became brighter than before. “So what?”
“I need you to make a choice. Me or Olivia?”
The mate fixed up her hair and kissed Amelia's forehead. “Of course you, dear. I’m waiting for you these days. You know, you really hurt me before. Actually, I love the generous girl like you more than the flamboyant girl like Olivia.”
Amelia blushed. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach and return home with joy.
She prepared to tell Olivia the mate's choice. He chose her not Olivia.
Unexpectedly, before she could speak, Olivia first came to her. “I’m pregnant.”
Amelia shocked.
“Who would have thought? I’m pregnant, bitch. I’m a winner again.” Olivia satirized. “But it’s normal to me. Who will love an introvert, cowardly, and a poor little like you?”
Amelia was outraged.
At this time, she had lost any reason. She only knew that she didn't want to see Olivia's face again.
Then she picked up a pair of scissors and stabbed Olivia's heart!
The blood flowed from Olivia’s breast to her feet. She tried to call someone, but she has no strength. Soon, she was dead.
And Amelia, a murderer, began to have a hard time.
This matter was discovered by her parents and her mate. They reported her righteously and sent her to the pack headquarters, followed by the news of her exile.
Amelia became a rogue.
"Chick, how about I don't put you in jail if you can satisfy me and my bro?" At night, two soldiers at the border approached Amelia.
Pairs of lustful eyes swept back and forth on Amelia. One of the soldiers looked at Amelia's chest and licked his lips.
"Don't... please…don't hurt me." Amelia put her hands on her chest, pleading with them with tears in her eyes as she stepped back.
"Don't worry, you’ll want more later...Come on baby!" The soldier who licked his lips couldn't bear it any longer.
He jumped up and pushed Amelia to the ground, then quickly started to unbutton his pants belt.
"No, please, let me go... ah!" Amelia began to struggle violently.
The soldier got impatient and slapped her hard. "Be quiet bitch! Are you trying to get everyone to fuck you?"
"Hey bro, don't be so rude. We have a way to shut her up, don't we?" Another soldier grabbed the soldier's hand that wanted to slap Amelia's hand again, then put that hand on the soldier's dick.
The soldier understood. He immediately took out the big, hot, and thick guy in his panties. Then he put it before Amelia's mouth.
"Hold it and lick it hard."
"Nooooo…" Amelia's face swung back and forth, trying to dodge the ugly thing.
Seeing this, another soldier immediately stepped forward and pressed Amelia's head to prevent it from swinging back and forth.
"Bro, remember my kindness, and let my dick enjoy in that little mouth later."
The soldier ready to enjoy laughed and nodded. He opened Amelia's mouth forcefully and shoved his cock inside.
However, as soon as he moved, he let out a violent scream. "Ahhhhhh!!!"
He withdrew it from Amelia's mouth in pain.
His dick was bleeding out!
The soldier picked up his sharp knife in anger and stabbed it into Amelia's body!
The sound of the sharp knives piercing her flesh resounded in Amelia's ears.
Amelia sat up abruptly, gasping for breath, and clutching her chest.
At this moment, her head was buzzing, as if a heavy hammer is hitting her head hard. The originally clear picture began to become very blurry.
After a long while, she realized that the sad and terrifying scene was just a dream.
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