Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Innocent Sera: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Sera gaped at him in disbelief. How could he ask her of something so disgusting? "Drink it now," he commanded, his tone sharp enough to cut off any protest. "No," she refused, her voice sterner than she expected. His jaw flicked angrily in response before he drew closer. "Don't try me. Drink it. Now," the last word came out as a snarl while he glowered down at her. Tears of anger brimmed her eyes. "You want me to drink your spit? This is disgusting," she countered, a hint of defiance flickered in her eyes. And to crush that, he squeezed her jaw in his unyielding grip.Thrusting his face close to hers, he sneered menacingly, "Don't act like you haven't tasted my spit, Princess? Remember the time I had my tongue buried deep into your throat? Or should I do it again to refresh your memory because I.....?""No.." she cut him off, her eyes widening with fear. "Then do as I say," he replied a bit harshly. Her reluctant gaze darted to the bottle, disapproval flashing through her feat

He closed his eyes to enjoy the heaven unreeling beneath his lips without distraction. The book slipped from her hand, the little violet bloom silently hitting the floor. Lost in euphoria, Nate stepped on it, crushing the flower under his shoes as he kissed the daylight out of her. His mouth was hot against hers, tongue dripping with urgency. He yanked her up by her waist, her toes barely grazing the cold floor. She felt the heat radiating from his body, searing her like an ember catching fire, consuming her inch by inch until she was writhing beneath his crushing weight. Her tormentor was built like a boulder- unyielding, immovable, his strength caging her in. It was impossible to escape him. She was close to fainting but he didn't want to stop. He wanted to keep tasting her, to keep relishing those pink petals that belonged to him and lose himself in their intoxicating sweetness. The more he tasted her, the fiercer his craving became. Insatiable. Gifted with an IQ level of 180,

"Nate, stop" Gloria beamed as she saw him walking down the corridor. She walked towards him as he stopped. "What is it?" Nate asked, looking sour. "What is wrong? You look sour?" she noted, eyeing him up and down. Nate ground his jaw. "The fuck you want?" he growled, leveling her with a warning glare. She swallowed before pasting the smile back on her face. She stepped closer. "I am visiting our beach house with my family. Gigi is also coming. Would you like to join?" she offered, batting her long lashes at him. "No," he replied, his tone clipped and icy. "Are you sure? Simon wants to come too. He is overly interested," Gloria hinted, playing with her hair. His jaw ticked with annoyance. "You know, he has asked me out too many times. I feel bad rejecting him every time and I....," she trailed off when her gaze landed on the bloody scratch across his throat. "There is a scratch on your throat. Were you fighting a kitten or something?" Gloria noted with a frown before extending

Her mouth hanging open as she looked down in disbelief at the streaks of his essence covering her front. Bile rose in her throat. Nate tilted her chin up, making her meet his eyes."Next time it will be you serving me," he declared in finality before releasing her and stepping away. She squeezed her eyes shut, curled her fingers into tight fists, feeling suffocated. Tears burned their way down her cheeks but they also failed to wash away the filth that clung to her skin. The disgust tearing at her insides was excruciating— at him, at herself, at the fact that he had reduced her into an object for his sick pleasure. A mere puppet, swaying at his command. She hated how utterly helpless, powerless she was against him. Her eyes flung open upon feeling something soft gliding across her neck only to find him standing over her, wiping his filth from her skin with a sickening sense of entitlement. Not even a semblance of shame could be found on his face. She stared at him with pure disgust

After what felt like an eternity, the car stopped. The trunk was opened shortly, revealing blue sky. His silver eyes twinkled with something as they landed on her. "How did you like the adventure?" he asked amused, as he undid the chains, making sure not to hurt her. Sera was beyond confused and frightened to answer. She shot him an accusatory glare which only made him chuckle. He picked her up and set her down on the pavement. Her alarmed eyes darted around, searching for an explanation, any sign that could tell what was coming next. He removed the tape and pecked her dry lips. "Your every second with me will be just as unforgettable.," he murmured against her lips. Then as if it were the most natural thing in the world, he reached up to smoothen her tousled hair. "Go inside and pick whatever you want," he suggested while gently running his fingers through her hair. She glanced at the store they were standing in front of. Her eyes turned wide in disbelief. It was a store for d