All Chapters of His Innocent Sera: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"You could have just said her name. Why did you say "your woman"?" Nate questioned, his voice thick with disapproval. The root cause of all his confusion was this. He'd nearly lost his life because this smug bastard chose to toy with him instead of being upfront.Dave smirked. "Isn't she your woman?" Dave quipped before adding tauntingly, "Or are you still figuring that out?" Nate silenced him with a death glare. "Have you brought the devices?" Nate asked, changing the topic. In response, Dave dug into the bag he carried and retrieved a few mobiles. Nate took the phone from him."They've been examined at least 15 times. They are safe," Dave assured him, noticing a hint of doubt clouding his countenance. "I know that. I ordered them to assess every piece multiple times," Nate reminded Dave, assessing the phones with his gaze. They were seated in the exclusive lounge area of Dave's brand-new bar. The space dripped with indulgence. Smooth jazz drifted through the air, women in scan

She opened her mouth and quietly accepted the morsel of bread he offered, his finger brushing against the swell of her lips. The caress was feather-light, yet it sent a faint sting through her oversensitive lips. It was just them at the table, with no one around. After feasting on her like a starving man for hours, he was now feeding her with a gentleness that was markedly missing in those smoldering moments. She was still very sore, so sensitive that even the softest brush of skin made her tremble. And the fact that he had her seated on his lap wasn't helping much. "Easy," he murmured, gently parting her tightly clenched thighs. "You’re wounded so tight like I’m some predator ready to devour you. But I am sated..." he murmured as he drew in, his lips grazing hers. "For now," he whispered, sealing the threat with a light kiss. It was a gentle peck soaked with tender affection.A sharp throat-clearing interrupted the fragile moment. Both turned to find Gloria and Armando standing at

She strolled down the empty alley in search of cat food. The mansion had become her gilded cage. Days spent locked in there had slowly begun to chafe against her soul, turning her restless. She was used to wandering streets, traveling cities. But this sudden imposed confinement had slammed a brutal halt to her freedom. Thankfully, even though the fate wasn't on her side, the staff was. Today happened to be the restock day, when the staff went out to purchase everything for the whole week. With their help, she had managed to sneak out, unnoticed. A smile lit her face when she noticed packets of cat food sitting on the top shelf. She went over and stretched her arm towards the packet, but the thing still sat several inches above her grasp. Rising onto her toes didn't help much either. With a sigh, she eased back down. But just then, an arm stretched up from her peripheral vision and grabbed the packet."Here," the person held out the packet. Sera looked up to find Aramando looming o

Nate glared at the toys with murderous intent, fists clenched as Rio read the note to him. Please accept this gift for your kittens. It's a small token from our wonderful conversation. ArmandoThe paper now weighed a ton in Rio's hand. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he raised his gaze to Nate. Nate was a statue carved in fury, his already sharp features sharpened, eyes burning holes through the toys. The tension radiated off him like a furnace, thickening the air in the room. Nate finally moved. Without a word, he seized the toys and the note, then stormed out of the room, taking his oppressive aura along. Rio dragged a hand down his face before releasing a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding..........Sera mixed the colors together, then began to paint with slow, deliberate strokes. Her lips pursed, her focus narrowed entirely on the canvas. Painting after so long felt rejuvenating. She was now realising how much she had missed it. Suddenly, a hand clamped down on he

"He offered to train our men and supply us with advanced weaponry if we pledged our allegiance to him," Romeo informed his son. Armando's eyes narrowed in suspicion. This had come out of the blue. Nathaniel Serrano had threatened to destroy him merely days ago, and now, he was extending an olive branch? That didn't sound very convincing. Whoever knew Nathan knew that devil spawn thrived in bloodshed and screams of agony. Peace for him meant weakness. So why is he embracing weakness willingly?"All this for our allegiance?" Armando questioned, unconvinced. Romeo shrugged and replied, "Maybe he is trying to turn enemies into allies." Or maybe he was playing a different game now to get Trinity Crown. "Then we'll play along," Armando responded. Romeo tensed up. "He killed Giovanni? Have you already forgotten that?" Romeo hissed bitterly. "I remember everything, Dad. When I'll strike, that scarry beast wouldn't even know what hit him," Armando assured, hostility blazing like infernal