All Chapters of His Sinful Pleasure : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

83 Chapters

Cheated on

Zerina's POVPlease, go faster, I'm coming….Oh fucking god!! Ohhh!!" I heard all sorts of sounds coming from my boyfriend's room. The eerie calm in his sitting room was all wrong. His car was parked outside and the door to the house wasn't locked. The clothes that were scattered around were wrong too. As I climbed up the stairs, the sound kept getting clearer and more audible. "Yes, babe. Turn that massive hips and bounce on me. Yes!!" That wasn't my boyfriend's voice, right? Am I in the right house? My sweating hands held onto the bottle of wine I brought to congratulate him for finally getting to be the CEO of his father's company. I heard another moan from that same female voice. It was higher and needier. My heart dropped when I reached his room. On the entrance to his room, I saw a sexy lacy red panties. I didn't want to look up, and when I did my tears threatened to fall. There they were enjoying pleasure. The blond bitch was on her knees. She was sucking his cock like she wa

Dangerous stranger

Zerina's POV I turned sharply at him. My eyes narrowed. “I... I thought you really did love me. I thought amongst all the people in my life who hated me and used me and discarded me... I thought you were different from them. But no, you've joined them, conspired with them. Who would have known my sister was whoring herself with you? I— I really— really..." I couldn't say anything any more. The pain and anguish I felt didn't help me at all. "I did love you, Zee." He said, and paused. "Did?”He looked into my eyes and without hesitation he said what I knew he would've said. " Yes, I did. You don't expect me to go around without having sex? I am a man. A billionaire's son at that. I can't actually just have one girl at my side always. Especially a girl who doesn't give me what I want."My heart broke into a thousand and one pieces. I looked up in the dark sky. It looked like it was mourning with me too. The rain was coming down slowly, on my face. A tear escaped my eyes. I laughed bit

Used

Zerina’s POV "Only the ones who stare at me like they want to eat me alive," I fired back, defiantly without breathing. His lips curved into a smirk. "I do want to eat you alive, little one" "I'm not little," I shot back but my stomach flipped, my thighs tightened and I hated how fast I was unravelling. I wanted to say something again, but he moved fast. His hands on my waist tightened, the other slid behind my neck. He inhaled my scent which was so surprising to me. But before I could ask him why he did that, his mouth crashed into mine, hot, demanding and possessive. Blood shot up to my brain and I felt so light headed. It was the best kiss I have ever gotten. I gasped and he swallowed the sound. His tongue claimed mine , like he had every right and the worst part? I let him. I kissed him back like I needed it. I wasn't a good kisser. Dave always made sure to tell me and I always tried to ignore the disgust he always had on his face. But here with this stranger, I didn't c

My family

Zerina's POV The gate creaked loudly behind me as I stepped into the compound of the mansion that has never felt like home. I was shivering so much, my clothes stuck to me like a second skin. It was torn at the hem and in places I don't want to think about. My feet were bare and cold, and aching from walking home. I still held my soaked shoes in my hands. Every step echoed in the marble hallway, a cruel reminder that I've always been alone in a house filled with people who did nothing but hate me. As I reached the main hall, I did all I've always done—hold my breath. I know they must be here waiting. I first saw her luxury red chiffon dress. She was sitting quietly like a predator out for a hunt."Oh, look who finally decided to crawl back in," my stepmother snapped, her voice sharp and sweet. It reminded me of poisoned honey. I lifted my head slowly, still shivering from the cold and now maybe fear. There she was —Florence. She was perfectly dressed in the chiffon dress, glass

Trauma

Zerina's POV Don threw me into the room like I was a sack of potatoes. A disgusting one at that. My body hit the cold hard floor. I watched him walk out . I crawled fast in the dirt towards the door. "Please, don't close the door. I don't like the dark." But before I could reach him, the door slammed in my face. I whimpered, staring off in the dark. The room was small and suffocating. No windows, no light. Four solid walls that caged me in. It was a place of unimaginable terror. Where darkness and terror consumed me whole. I moved to a small corner of the room, pulling my knees to my chest and breathed. Shallow, shaky breaths. My tears could've filled a big bucket. The walls seemed to close in on me making the space feel suffocatingly small. I shivered uncontrollably as the cold seeped into my bones. The air was thick with the stench of decay and rot. I was fourteen when I was first brought into this room. Clarissa and Bianca took turns in whipping me to their heart contents. Bloo

Light, finally

Zerina’s POV I couldn't tell when it was day or night but according to my calculations, I've spent two nights in this room. Two traumatizing nights of tears, exhaustion and terror. My bones ached from curling up on the cold, unforgiving floor. My skin bruised, stiff beneath my torn, filthy red dress. My favourite dress now turned to rag.My stomach growled with a hunger that's almost unbearable. It's like a constant, gnawing ache that refuses to subside. My mouth feels like the Sahara desert. Every time I think about water, my throat constricts and I feel the need to cry. But it's not the physical discomfort that's getting to me—its the emotional toll. I felt weak, vulnerable and helpless. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I think about the simplest things, like taking a warm bath or enjoying a cold glass of water. These things that were once so mundane now seem like luxuries I can only dream of. I stare off in the dark towards the door, feeling overwhelmed by the desperat

Touched myself

Zerina's POVAs I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I'm met with a stranger's gaze. My eyes are red-rimmed from crying, my face gaunt and my skin sallow. I'm a pitiful sight. A shadow of my former self. My golden hair is no longer as bright and beautiful as it has always been. It's an ugly kind of dull gold. I'm ashamed of the state I'm in, ashamed of the dirt and grime that clings to my skin. My phone rings somewhere around my room. Weakly, I turned to pick my dirty purse from the floor and fished for my phone. The call dial read. Shea. A dull, but happy smile appeared on my lips. My best friend. I answered the call and put my phone to my ear. There came Shea's voice. Loud and bubbly. "Hi, Zerina. Will you die if you'd just pick up your phone and call me? It's been a week now. No calls, no text. No smiley face emojis to show that you care about me. Or am I not important to you anymore?" I can feel her pouting, lying on her bed or sitting on her couch with hot coffee and a

Kindness

Zerina’s POV Florence's gaze raked over me with contempt, her eyes lingering on every inch of my body. I felt a surge of discomfort and shifted uncomfortably under her intense scrutiny. "Come closer and stop standing there like a dumwit," she snapped. I walked closer, still confused about what was happening.The nurses moved forward, guiding me towards the bed. I sat down, my eyes scanning them warily. What if they were here to administer injections? I had an intense fear of needles, and the thought made my heart race. It was one of my major fears and it made it to the top five of the list. I really hoped to God that it wasn't injections or big needles because I would scream my lungs out and run out of my room. The nurses untied my towel, leaving me exposed. I felt a wave of shame and tried to cover myself, but Florence's sharp voice stopped me. "Don't you dare do that. Let the nurses do what they came here for. You are to just sit there and obey every single damn instruction."I swa

Three wives, one man

'A heart bound by duty is heavy with sorrow.'Zerina's POVI burst into my room after dinner, slamming the door shut behind me. Tears streamed down my face as I collapsed onto the bed, my body wracked with sobs. I cried out to the universe, my voice shaking with desperation. "Why was I even created if my life is supposed to be this miserable? What did I do to make life suck this much?" I lay there, my small frame trembling with each ragged breath. My fists were clenched into the bedding, and the room was silent except for my anguished cries and the soft rustle of the bed sheet. Still in tears, I reached out blindly for my phone. My fingers trembled as I typed very fast into the keyboard. Lysander Slade.I was shaking so much when the search results loaded. I just pray it wasn't the same man. 'Three wives married by a man, all die after the wedding night.'‘For the past five years, he is rumored to have married three wives with each of them passing away after their marriage night. T

My husband

Zerina's POV "Zerina, your sister needs your help. You've got to marry in her place." Father's stern voice rang through my mind. I woke up with a start, my heart racing, hoping it was just a dream and that Father didn't actually push me to marry a man I know nothing about. I took in my surroundings. Last I checked, I had cried myself to sleep in my bedroom but why does this not feel like my room. The bed was too vast and comfortable. The room was dark and only a flicker of candle was left on. I could make out the outlines of exquisite furniture, the shapes of what seemed to whisper luxury and opulence. My gaze darted around the room, trying to take in every detail, but it was too dark to see clearly. "No, no, no, please let it not be what I'm thinking." I said aloud, turning on the bed while gasping. "What is it that you are thinking?"A chill ran down my spine. I didn't need to rack my brain to know who that was but I asked anyway. "Who... Who are you and what… How did I end up

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