All Chapters of Betrayed Princess: Reborn in Vengeance : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

NORMANI.I wanted to tell him to leave. I had already arranged the words in my head and what tone I was going to use. The words were on my tongue, sharp and ready, but they wouldn’t come out. My throat tightened every time I looked into his eyes. It was infuriating, the way he used me, the way he seemed to know how my body would react before even I did. It was like he knew my body more than myself.There was nothing between us. We weren’t dating. We weren’t lovers. We were just… partners. That was the truth I kept telling myself, the only truth that I was supposed to cling to. But when Shawn leaned in and whispered,“Do you want me to go?” in that low, dangerous voice of his, every barricade inside me crumbled. He knew the right buttons to press. He knew how to get me to listen to him. How did he get my body to follow his voice?And before I could stop myself, I whispered back, “No. Don’t go.” I sounded so desperate. In this moment I didn't hate it. I wanted him. I wanted his hand on

NORMANI.I could feel Estella’s eyes on me long before she opened her mouth. She has always had that piercing gaze, the kind that makes me feel like she was reading my soul even when I was trying so hard to stay composed. I had been pissed instead. It was so hard to do this when Estella apparently knew every damn thing about me. She knew when I was sad and worried about something.“Why have you been getting worked up since you came back?” Estella finally asked, her voice sharp but playful. She was always playful even about the most technical matters.I immediately shook my head.“I am not worked up.”She raised an eyebrow, that mocking smile tugging at her lips.“It seems you forget who you are lying to. Do you really think you can fool me, Normani?”Her words made my chest tighten, but I kept my face straight.“It is nothing.”She tilted her head, eyes glinting.“Is it because of Becky? Or George?”The mention of George made me boil with rage, but I quickly shook my head again.“No.”

SHAWN.I never thought that a woman’s moan could undo me this way. Her voice was soft like a whisper that crawled into my chest and set my heart on fire, but then it grew louder, fuller, and more desperate. Her desperation set something inside of me. The way her voice thickened only made me anticipate her even more.Normani’s moans weren’t the same as the others I had been with. They weren’t empty. They weren’t pretending. They weren't forced, they were perfect like she knew the perfect tone.I had always kept myself measured, restrained. I could give pleasure, I could take it, but I never allowed myself to go all the way. I had never surrendered to climax.Because I knew what waited on the other side of that release. Something primal. Something dangerous. Something no one wants to see.And yet here she was, beneath me, pulling sounds out of herself that I didn’t even know I craved. Every arch of her body, every quiver of her lips, every shake in her thighs… it all chipped away at the

NORMANI.I didn’t know what possessed me to want more after last night. The normal Normani would have told me to run away from him, away from that look in his eyes when he pushed me to the floor the other time. Naturally, it wouldn't make sense to me, but right now, I held onto the darkness that was going to plague me, all because I was trying to find mine.Right now, logic had no hold over me when it came to Shawn. Desire did. Obsession did. This dangerous feeling deep in my heart wouldn't let go of me and I loved it. I didn't hate it, no.I pushed myself past the limit for him, widening my mouth and letting his dick penetrate me deeper, hitting my throat. And even when I gagged, I didn't let it stop me. I stroked the rest of his cock, lapping my tongue around his length in my mouth.“Good girl,” he said, running his fingers through my hair. His thick voice resonated within me, only activating tingling I never knew was excited within me.I lugged my head back and forth, as fast as I

NORMANI.When Shawn turned me over, I thought that it was just one of those dominant sex mixed with pleasure.Like it was still the same sex, but harder this time, until he flipped me over to face him. He shoved his entire length into me and I could feel them reach my stomach. In this moment I knew,It wasn’t Shawn.His expression twisted into something I had never seen before. It was sharp, feral, and almost monstrous. His eyes burned with a hunger that terrified me, and yet I couldn’t look away. For a moment, I swore I didn’t recognize him. This wasn’t the man who teased me, who pulled smirks from my lips and stole my breath with soft touches. This time, he seemed like a monster.And even though I was enjoying the sex, the pleasure came with pain. Real, raw pain because he wasn't taking any pauses. He kept pushing his cock inside of me, hitting my walls without breaks. Although I reached climax multiple times, more than I had ever reached in my lifetime.However, I asked for this. I