บททั้งหมดของ Unspoken Pleasures : บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

The moment I turned around, I caught the sight of my neighbour's daughter staring right at me. I was on the football pitch, having completed the usual training on my students. I splashed water to my face from my bottle in my hand, and most drops trailed down to my neck and chest.Her eyes widened when she noticed my eyes on her, she spun abruptly hitting her head on the pillar that stood on her left.I winced, twitching my brows as I watched her walking away briskly.I didn't think I knew her name but her father was quite receptive towards me whenever I talked to him. They were my new neighbours who lived next door. Occasionally I would catch her in skimpy dresses that outlined the shape of her delicious body whenever her father wasn't around. Subtly, she was sending messages to me, messages that i simply didn't understand.She wasn't right for me. i didn't know how old she was, she was so smallish, pale and had blue eyes. She could as well be the same age as my stepdaughter. Someti

I stood on Madam's Cash platform forcing a wide smile on my face. I was also clothed in one of those horrible dresses one would call a sexy gown: long sleeves, crimson and it showed a lot of skin such as my breasts, back and thighs. My legs ached terribly from standing too long in high heels. I loathe my older brother for selling me to Madam Cash. I knew he was owning so much loan, but I'd never thought he would sell me to pay off his loan. "50 Ichis!" Madam Cash said to the room once I stepped out. I was the prettiest of all girls standing out with me. I was a redhead and yet had this wild eyes that one couldn't denote the colour of my eyes. They were special, they could zoom in on images from afar and I had in the past tricked my friends whenever we'd played games. A man at the front raised his placard of a bigger amount, I cringed but still forced the smile on my face. "100 Ichis! Going?" Madam Cash grinned wildly. My stomach rumbled, reminding me of an empty stomach

In the middle of the night, my nipples tightened as I grazed my hands across my breasts. Sad to say, I was missing the Alphas taking turns to fuck my body. Their dicks entering all holes in my body that rendered me breathless. I was alone in bed, encircled by the darkness in a room where Madam Cash had placed me in. My mouth parted breathlessly as images of Cyrus licking the area around my under boobs to my armpit stroked my mind. Perhaps Liam would take me from behind next time the Alphas would see me. He would slowly cupped my boobs while he stroked in and out of me. What about Ethan? I loved the way he forcefully plunged my mouth with his hungry lips. But above all, Liam had made me feel more like a woman. "She's in here." The voice was almost faint. I snapped my eyes open, jerking my head to the window. Nothing. Maybe my mind was beginning to project voices in my head. I clamped my eyes shut hoping to resume the salivating thoughts of dicks drumming into me.

I didn't know them neither did they know me. And I desperately wanted to know why I had a tail, a gill that had poisonous darts in my neck and eyes that could zoom far into the distance unnaturally. They grabbed both of my arms and led me into a polished palace as big as a mansion.I was too shunned to fight them, and I initially wanted to see where they would lead me to.Someone stopped us. It was a woman with long, wavy hair. A string of jewelry was attached from her nose to her ear. Her lashes were full and long as she neared us. And the way her bust told out in that little top she wore.With the way she waved her hand for us to stop had me thinking if she was royalty."My princess," the men at my sides bowed their heads.I was right after all. She was royalty."Who's she?" She shot a glance at the men before her eyes snapped at me. Then she drew closer once she noticed the thin lines in my neck, and I also noticed she didn't have one like the men."A survivor of a Ki'den." She ga

I accidentally came across some documents in the secret chest of my husband's and I wondered why my husband would hide the fact that the food company which we had built was beginning to crumble. Ivan had feigned flaring up because I'd peeked into that. He pointed out that he would fix it and I should go about my own business. Sometimes, I'd wondered why he always wanted to fix our personal business alone and never involve me. Then one evening, I received a text from Ivan asking me to meet him at Dinero, a place where we had our first date. Happiness surged through me. Perhaps he was willing to be open to me finally. And he must have figured out a solution to the crumbling business. I got dressed in a sizzling gown, powdered up my face and arrived at Dinero. It was a grand club house dubbed with slow music and the best of wine. I looked around for Ivan, but he was no where in sight. Instead, a bearded man in suit walked up to me. "Mrs Mela Caterbridge," he called to me.