Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky   The drink burnt my throat but the burn was too familiar. I need to stop drinking. I'd been an alcoholic before. Like fuel catches fire, you can fall back on the habits. It wasn't wrong to say that I was an AA because I'm used to drowning my issues in alcohol. I had strong tolerance to alcohol so it was easy to overdrink, though I hardly ever got drunk. The past few days had been hard for me although I bought beers and stole expensive wine bottles from Master Lu's collection the quantity was hardly enough to satisfy me. And I didn't prefer these, I like Vodka and I need to stop drinking. I saw he drank the whole drink too with a smug look. I felt pity for the ignorant creature because of the demise that was going to befall him. At the same time, I held my head and complained about the ache so that Daniel would assume the drug was taking its effect and take me to

I entered the Hotel room where the escort and the man were present. My brows rose in shock looking at the scene played in front of me. I have to say I am impressed. Daniel was tied with torn sheets on a chair. His ankles were bound to the legs of the chair and his wrists were bound to the arms of the chair. Despite being tied he was still thrashing on the tied chair. Sweat was dripping off him in waves. Apparently, the drug effect hasn't worn off yet.Moreover, a torn piece of the sheet was also shoved into his mouth. He was naked except for another piece of the torn sheets covering his pelvic region. The room was cleared except for the girl's torn clothes and the man's clothes on the floor.The girl sat anxiously at the edge of the bed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, which most probably she brought as a backup. She was fidgeting with her fingers consecutively. I had to say it, the woman was good for a beginner. If she refined the little edges

While the escort was doing her work, I didn't lift my eyes even once from my phone and continued playing the online game. "Ma-Madam, I-I am done." I heard the girl say. I smirked then said, "Take his gag out." then stood up from the couch.Taking out a bottle from my bag I came forward, "Do you know, what is the common effect of rape in all the victims, except trauma?" Although the man gag was taken away, he was still scared to utter a word because of the pain the poison had caused in his body. He didn't dare say anything that would anger me, the devil of a woman in front of him. His body was still shaking due to the trauma, distress and tears were straining his face. He said while stuttering, "N..No." I leaned forward and said, "Coitophobia, fear of sex. Many of the victims even never have sex for the rest of their lives." "I…I didn' t know…" “Of course, you didn’t. you haven’t been raped yet.” I cut him off rather mirthful

Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky I sat in the backseat of Madam Astor sexy Bugatti, the car was one hell of a hot baby. Although I wasn't too much invested in cars, I believed in flattering a beauty, when I see one. The whole ride was too solemn to be true for me. Madam Astor was on her phone with some elite lady of the society backbiting about one of their mutual friend and all I could do was play the game I usually played to kill boredom. Madam Astor was what you call a Queen Gossipmonger. She was the house of all the gossips circulating in the elite society. She had connections everywhere. Who was cheating on whom, who was seen with whom, who invested where, who was divorcing, who was marrying who…. Madam Astor knew it all. Madam Astor was the only person I did not have to put an act for because apparently, the real Sandra was an innocent, meek and easily angered person, who usually threw tantrums and arg

"I'm sure Ashley shares the sentiment." Francesca further commented.A silence fell on the table.Taking a deep shaky breath I fisted my hand, my nails digging in my palm with a force that could draw blood. With the stinging pain, I held onto my flaring temper."I can agree, it's indeed a shame. An apple hardly falls far from the tree." No word went round, all eyes stilled on me like waiting for my outburst.Recovering instantly Rosa decided to play her cue as a good friend, "Sandra, please don't be sorry. I forgive you and Mama didn't mean it. Please don't feel guilty …"I cut her off, "I am indeed guilty but my guilt is toward Luca and not anyone else, I am also not sorry for what I did but I am sorry because I didn't have faith in him."Although everyone was skeptical, nobody dared to say anything. The speech was meant for closure, a way to subtly to tell everyone that the eloping scenario had nothing to do with them and because th