Todos los capítulos de All Shades of Passion: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Monalisa POV. My nipples throbbed under his touch, the honey tips constricting so tight between his fingers. He squeezed harder, and more of that electric current fired through my nerves. I leaned backwards, giving him more access, wanting more of his touch. But instead, his hands left my nipples and he began to wash me again, using the washcloth. It felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. I paused my lips, sucking in a breath and waiting, because I knew we were only getting started. He washed my body gently, but thoroughly, even delving between my thighs to scrub. He took his time to go down my legs, getting every inch of me clean. The more he touched my body, his fingertips brushing my naked wet skin, my body prickled with my arousal. I was all too aware of his hands trailing all over my body, even between my butt cheeks. When he was finally done scrubbing me, he pressed a button on the jacuzzi, and the foamy water drained. Then he pressed another, and it started to fil

Monalisa POV.After cuming inside me, he collapsed back into the water, taking me along with him.Holding me close with our bodies molded together, we remained like that. Spooning in the water, with our backs against the wall of the tub.Everywhere was peacefully silent, except for our heavy breathing and the subtle sounds of the pressurized water.We spooned in the water for long minutes, before Greg finally rose up and stepped out to get the towels.He wore a white towel robe and came back for me, wrapping me in a big white towel. He dried me off like I was a life-size teddy bear, and we came out of the bathroom, walking into the bedroom.Just as I approached the bed, my phone's light came on. I took it from the bed and checked to see.I had a message displayed on my screen from an unknown number, and it read: Hi, Mona. I'm coming to Vegas. Pack your bags and be ready to leave.My heart twisted and my nostrils flared.Even with the unknown number, I knew who had sent this message.I

Monalisa POV.My chest was heaving so hard, with weeks upon weeks of trying to suppress my pain.Standing up, Maya came over to my side of the table and put her arms around me. "I'm so sorry for hurting you, Mona. I really had no idea you were hurting this much."I felt so devastated and torn apart. So when my friend put her arms around me, to comfort me, I received her hug. Clinging unto her tightly as I cried on her shoulders.I sobbed on her back for long minutes before I managed to rein in my tears. Feeling lighter, like I'd just removed a burden I was carrying. I withdrew from her embrace, and took her hands in mine, still needing her comforting touch.I was glad I picked this table in the restaurant. It was hidden in a corner, so a lot of people hadn't seen us crying together.Maya wiped my face dry with her top, then tucked away a few loose strands of my hair. "I'm so sorry for putting you through this and making you come to Vegas alone," she said, lacing her fingers with mine

Monalisa POV.A week later.I had two trays balanced on each hand as I ran around the restaurant.It was a Friday night, and the start of the weekend. And just like every Friday in Vegas, it was bustling with the weekend nightlife.The restaurant was full to the brim with people; everyone wanted their orders taken and their food served.The Chefs couldn't prep the meals fast enough, and I couldn't serve the tables quickly enough. And as usual, Big T was yelling at the top of his lungs at everyone, telling us to move it.Once he knew I wasn't quitting, his attitude towards me had slipped back to its former form.I was getting an extra meal as promised, but it came with a lot of howling and yelling from him."Come on, Mona. Move faster, tables 8 and 11 haven't gotten their food," he called to me.I barely kept myself from rolling my eyes.Couldn't he see that I had two trays already in hand, headed in that direction?I wasn't even supposed to be working this evening. Usually on Fridays,

Monalisa POV.I flattened myself against the wall, putting as much distance as I could between me and them.I couldn't believe Ethan could actually kidnap me.I knew he was all shades of wrong, but I never suspected that he'd go to this length.He always acted so fearless, and I'd wondered what was giving him the boldness.Now I knew what made him bold, it was this group of perverted fanatics backing him up."Let me go, Ethan," I said, forcing myself to speak up despite my fear.He shook his head, "No, I won't.""You're committing a serious crime by keeping me here," I decided to paraphrase. "If you let me go now, I won't say a word to anyone about the kidnapping."He just stared at me dryly.Trying to convince him, I continued. "I promise to keep your brotherhood a secret. I won't tell the police about it or anything," I pleaded, trying to appeal to his good conscience.My words only seemed to amuse him, and he exchanged glances with his friends, then they burst out laughing.That ma