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Mediteranian

Penulis: Susi_miu
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-21 17:58:57

The Mediterranean Sea was often an object of anticipation in Svanna's mind. The calm, the surface glistening in the sunlight, and the most impressive part, the sweep of the wind—the feeling of slapping her face was the most precious image—made her feel more at home, even though she could not ignore the one prospect that urged her to question someone's existence.

Nightroe hadn't come home for three days since the last time the man almost went crazy. She didn't quite understand. Perhaps her words had hurt the man's pride, which made them unleash the most fatal chaos on each other.

The bad memories of the past could never be salvaged. That is to say, it would never lead to them being okay. All is lost. The wall was up. There would never be a place to fix the worst situation between them. Svanna couldn't imagine how she was going to survive... thinking of the multiple hitchhikers hanging around her neck.

There was clearly something wrong. Something that went unsaid and tha
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  • The Ruthless Mafia    Trouble Maker

    "I'm already comfortable like this. There's no need to insist on anything fancy. It's just your fantasies that are high. Besides, whether my father-in-law will likes me or not is none of your business." Svanna ended her words with a faint smile at Amelia. She knew... well knew how the woman was having a crisis of distrust of her way of confrontation. Amelia had no right to interfere in anything related to the Sullivan family's privacy. It didn't matter if the woman was unusually eager for the prospect of being next to Nightroe. This was not the right course of action. Nightroe had a wife now. They might not want each other, but Svanna would never allow another woman's interference again, after enough Yohana shook their fragile edifice. Until whenever... anything involving this vulnerable relationship, would never be solid. Svanna just needed to be careful. At least keep her distance until Amelia understood that the woman shouldn't feel entitled to simply keep cornering

  • The Ruthless Mafia   Judgement

    "Are you sure you will wear this dress, Ms. Sullivan? Will it not hurt Mr. Russol Sullivan's feelings, since he personally prepared a special dress for you?" Svanna's attention was drawn to Alina's reflection in the mirror. She was sure there was nothing wrong with the satin dress and its plain touch. Perhaps it did need some work to be done. Instead, the dress Russol Sullivan had given her would be taken with them, including Alex who would be driving later. Svanna planned to return the dress to her father-in-law for some reason that she felt was acceptable. "You can rest easy. Nightroe's father will understand that I'm not used to things like this," Svanna said with a faint smile. True, at the very least, something in her still needed serious adaptation. Russol Sullivan would understand—without trying to force his will. The middle-aged man was not like Nightroe. That was something Svanna finally realized. She quickly looked at her reflection in the mirror.

  • The Ruthless Mafia   The Things

    "Ms, are you inside?" "The things given by Great Master Sullivan were left outside. I brought them for you." Svanna blinked repeatedly as Alina's voice from outside drew all her attention to the surface. Inevitably, it took her a while to comprehend the situation around her. Still in the same room and bed. She never realized she'd fallen asleep, and woke up in quite a mess; her hair was a mess, and her eyes were swollen with heat. "Ms?" Again. Alina's voice seemed to really urge Svanna to take action quickly. She gasped—realizing one forgotten action. Nightroe tore off the cloths attached to her body. She had not had time to do anything about it. "Wait a minute," she half shouted. Svanna immediately set foot on the floor surface of the room. She had to get dressed, at least. Walking hesitantly towards the closet, she took out anything; yeah, anything. Without seeing that it was Nightroe's oversized T-shirt. How Svanna's body almost sank. Not littl

  • The Ruthless Mafia   Plaything

    Tension immediately shot up Svanna's spine right after Nightroe's mouth landed on the tops of her breasts. The bra had also been removed. What could she say? The lame reaction in her seemed to want to show that this was an effective dumb response; transfixed; silent; frightened. Svanna's eyes were suddenly blank. There was no resistance as Nightroe had spread her legs, though there was no denying that the man seemed to confirm for a moment. Perhaps thinking that silence was a form of readiness. Svanna winced as she felt something trying to break through to her core. Still with the same pain. Never thought that Nightroe's manhood would actually make her feel full down there. The man's hips moved tentatively. Just a start. Yeah. Nightroe was never good at just making her comfortable. Instead, he tends to wait for the right moment to deliver a big blow. Svanna gasped when Nightroe's impact took on a significant tempo from the previous prospect, where the tolera

  • The Ruthless Mafia   He Asked For It

    Perhaps it was nothing but hatred wrapped around a kiss .... Svanna winced instinctively feeling Nightroe deliver a rough bite on her lower lip. Now she might find an answer. Just a punishment. Nightroe was punishing her for something that still hung between them. What did she expect from the hatred that still flared up? It was useless. There was nowhere to escape to. Svanna was even close to running out of air supply. She was a little grateful that Nightroe understood the situation she was in. However, it did not last long when the man returned to do the same. Crushing her, then pushing away the hand that she instinctively almost gave—almost touching her husband's face. The air from Svanna's lips parted in a gasp when Nightroe lifted her body. She couldn't deny, needing Nightroe's grip and broad shoulders was the only way to not make the situation between them feel chaotic. The alarm in Svanna reminded her that the man had taken steps to leave

  • The Ruthless Mafia   Kisses

    Irony. Nightroe really knew how to manage to get her trapped. There was hardly a better phrase when Svanna's shoulders were jolted against the bathroom wall and there was absolutely no chance of escape. She even had to hold her breath when Nightroe's lips were so close to her face, and then the man asked, "Is the bitch in you trying to coax attention from my father?"The expression from the bottom of the man's heart—perhaps expressed full of pure contempt. Svanna could not imagine why Nightroe would harbor such thoughts. She really had no idea that Russoll Sullivan would receive so much information about the bad situation between them."I don't understand what you're talking about."That was all she could say as a small denial. Svanna did not expect Nightroe to cluck so close to her ear, but it had happened. She was completely unprepared when the touch of Nightroe's hand was already pinned on the shaft of her neck, which slowly became a threatening grip, should she dare

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