All Chapters of Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

SARIAN The door opened before I had even shifted from the edge of the bed and for a brief moment, I flinched as my eyes went to the door and I wiped my trees hastily. There stood Don Julio, his dark eyes narrowed, his chest rising and falling. “What's that?” The question made my stomach turn. “What—what are you doing?”“I don't understand.” I said in a small voice.“Stop playing games with me.”He said sower this time but with his jaw clenched as if he were suppressing a roar as he stepped in and closed the door behind him. “I heard you speaking on the phone with someone.”I blinked trying to sound calm.“You were eavesdropping on my conversation?”He rolled his eyes like I was babbling.“I wasn't trying to,” he said as he moved across the room. “But, you should know Sarian, that the walls of this house are thin. You were crying and I heard it. I also heard you muttering on the phone.”My heart was pounding. I got up and the anger that had died down raged again.“You almost t

SARIAN.Don Julio's steady deep breathing filled the room with a gentle, even rhythm. And I wanted to lie here, close to him, his big cock pressing against my ass cheeks listening to him breathing but I knew I shouldn't stay here for a long time.After the storm of the previous night his body was still and heavy next to me finally giving in to sleep. I felt lighter than I had in days even though his arm was slung across my waist like a chain that I couldn't break. I glanced at him, watching his lashes flutter and I really wanted him inside of me again because he has left me hungry and insatiable and now I couldn't seem to think clearly about the next thing to do but I was having trouble falling asleep. Or maybe my thoughts were simply keeping me awake. I lay there staring at the ceiling with my eyes wide open and my mind racing with things I didn't want to think about but couldn't avoid. I felt the sensitive aching spot where his teeth had bitten my neck. The cold pain inside of me

Don Julio The bed next to me was empty and cold. I opened my eyes and shut them again. I could still hear her screams, her moaning, the way her skin felt against my skin as I filled her up with my seed, as I trailed kisses down her body. My wicked temptation and I wanted more of her. I wanted the ecstasy of making her lose her senses as I sucked and pinched her nipples.I opened my eyes slowly, hoping that she was only in the restroom or nearby. But no, she didn't disappoint, Sarian had disappeared, I knew she could leave the bed but something told me otherwise. I still perceived her perfume in the room. I groaned and pinched the bridge of my nose as I touched the pillow and felt the space she had left behind. My heart wasn't racing. It didn't scream out of pain or rage. I almost laughed. I wasn't surprised, I knew that was what she could do.When things become difficult she always leaves. This is what I should have expected, she was stubborn and died as she pleased and it was bad

SARIAN I didn't know that Don Julio would come for me and when he came, I couldn't deny the fact that I saw the pain in his eyes, the love that he tried to but I saw it, his weakness, I was his weakness and he also tried to hide it. I felt so guilty that I had left and I had made him feel bad and doubted everything he believed about love and something told me that I was a fool for what I had done. I stood by myself in the dim light haunted by Don Julios voice long after he had left the clearing and gone back to the island. “I will never come after you again.” He said. I never expected him to say those words and when I looked into his eyes, all I saw was pain and sadness. I saw the anger in them and I looked away because I couldn't look at him, not when my heart was pounding so hard out of guilt.His pride was higher than ever like a wall. That whatever happened to me now was no longer his problem and it was something he said with sincerity and he meant it and I knew that I was o

SARIAN Through the curtains, the morning light entered my room softly but the storm within me was anything but gentle. I still haven't forgotten the wild and surprised look on Simeon's face when I told him about those who killed Marie. His eyes were so wild that I feared that they might drop out of their sockets. He coughed nervously and excused himself and the next time I saw him, he was staring into space and then quickly jolted back to reality. Hr said he had prepared pasta and got dressed and left quickly to God knows where. I ate breakfast and went to have a nap. Slowly I sat up and blinked at the sun, I could still remember the dream I had last night. A greater weight however was now pressing against my chest and making it hard for me to breath. I had lost my sense of what to believe, because there was a warning voice in the back of my mind that something wasn't right, that I shouldn't be here. And now I'm back to wondering if Simeon was who I thought he was. Why did he lo