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Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires Yes, Sir (1)
Yes, Sir (1)Isabella’s POV The black iron gates of the Valetti estate opened, welcoming me back like an old prison. I hadn’t wanted to return, not ever in my life but six months after my mother’s sudden death, the lawyers had been brutally clear: my trust fund was frozen until I turned twenty-five, and the only person with the power to release any part of it early was my stepfather — Nica Valetti .So here I was. Twenty-two, financially ruined, and walking back into the mansion I swore I’d never enter again.The moment I stepped into the vast marble foyer, dragging my suitcase behind me, I felt the presence of him.Nica stood at the top of the grand staircase, looking down at me with those sharp, unreadable eyes. Even at his age, he was still devastatingly tall, powerfully built, with a jaw like carved stone and dark hair silvering at the temples. His black dress shirt had the sleeves rolled up, revealing his thick, veined forearms.“Isabella ,” he said, his voice deep with no warm
Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires Yes, Sir (1)
Yes, Sir (1)Isabella’s POV The black iron gates of the Valetti estate opened, welcoming me back like an old prison. I hadn’t wanted to return, not ever in my life but six months after my mother’s sudden death, the lawyers had been brutally clear: my trust fund was frozen until I turned twenty-five, and the only person with the power to release any part of it early was my stepfather — Nica Valetti .So here I was. Twenty-two, financially ruined, and walking back into the mansion I swore I’d never enter again.The moment I stepped into the vast marble foyer, dragging my suitcase behind me, I felt the presence of him.Nica stood at the top of the grand staircase, looking down at me with those sharp, unreadable eyes. Even at his age, he was still devastatingly tall, powerfully built, with a jaw like carved stone and dark hair silvering at the temples. His black dress shirt had the sleeves rolled up, revealing his thick, veined forearms.“Isabella ,” he said, his voice deep with no warm
Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires Shared Fuck (1)
Shared Fuck (1)Gabriel's POV The first time I saw Venetia, she was leaning against the bar at The Velvet Lounge, her long legs crossed so that her black dress could ride up a little higher. She had that look—like she knew exactly what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. I was there with John, my best friend since college, and the second he saw her, he nudged me hard in the ribs. "Damn. Look at that." I turned my head.Venetia wasn’t alone, though. Beside her was a woman with fire-red hair, sharp green eyes, and a smirk that screamed ‘Come to me’."That’s Lila," Venetia purred when she caught us staring. "She’s with me." It sounded like an invitation; Lila’s gaze flicked between John and me, her lips curling. "Two for the price of one? I like those odds."We didn’t waste time on small talk. Within twenty minutes, we were in the back booth, where no one could see what our hands were doing under the table. Venetia straddled my lap, her fingers tangled in my hair as she kissed me
Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires I'm Ruined(1)
I'm Ruined(1)Seraphine’s POV I pulled my coat tighter, sighing every second as the guilt of what I had done kept my heart slamming. I had spent three years away in the city doing nothing but to kill the pull. But, If anything, the distance had sharpened it into a blade that pressed against my ribs.Caleb Crowe was back.The prodigal son of the family my father had sworn to bury. Years ago, Caleb was a gentleman but now, he was the man who now carried the kind of darkness that made me feel ashamed.I shouldn’t have come because my father had forbidden anyone from the Crowe bloodline from stepping foot on our land again. Yet here I was, drawn like a moth that had memorized the exact shape of the flame.I looked up to the wing and my pulse thudded heavy between my thighs before I even saw him.He was waiting on the rotting veranda, leaning against a pillar like he was the devil itself. His black hair wet from the rain, his shirt clinging to the hard lines of muscle and those eyes—pitch
Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires Yes, Sir (2)
Yes, Sir (2)Isabella's POV The next afternoon, Nica announced that we were going out. He didn't explain anything to me, he just came with a curt “Get dressed. Wear something decent.” I chose a simple white sundress that hugged my body a little too well, knowing it would test his patience.We drove in silence to a quiet vineyard just outside the city which was one of his properties. He said it was for business, that he wanted to do a quick check on the new harvest, but I knew better than that. He wanted to remind me that I was now under his constant watch.We walked the rows of vines under the warm sun. Nica looked every bit the powerful businessman in his crisp shirt and dark trousers, while I trailed beside him, the hem of my dress brushing against my thighs. He pointed out details about the soil and yield, but his eyes kept drifting to me — to the way the sunlight made the dress I was wearing almost see-through, to the curve of my breasts and to the sway of my hips.Halfway throug
Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires Yes, Sir (1)
Yes, Sir (1)Isabella’s POV The black iron gates of the Valetti estate opened, welcoming me back like an old prison. I hadn’t wanted to return, not ever in my life but six months after my mother’s sudden death, the lawyers had been brutally clear: my trust fund was frozen until I turned twenty-five, and the only person with the power to release any part of it early was my stepfather — Nica Valetti .So here I was. Twenty-two, financially ruined, and walking back into the mansion I swore I’d never enter again.The moment I stepped into the vast marble foyer, dragging my suitcase behind me, I felt the presence of him.Nica stood at the top of the grand staircase, looking down at me with those sharp, unreadable eyes. Even at his age, he was still devastatingly tall, powerfully built, with a jaw like carved stone and dark hair silvering at the temples. His black dress shirt had the sleeves rolled up, revealing his thick, veined forearms.“Isabella ,” he said, his voice deep with no warm
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