Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayed Princess: Reborn in Vengeance : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

GOERGE. Redwalk Enterprise was the largest company in the city, and that night was their mid-year party. It was the kind of event that everyone in the corporate world talked about for weeks. Celebrities, politicians, business moguls, and influential families all gathered there. Being invited to such an event was a privilege, one that could open doors to powerful connections. I had been fortunate enough to receive an invitation that year, and I wasn’t going to let the opportunity slip away.I was already dressed and waiting in the living room when Becky stepped out of the room, asking, “How do I look?”I turned to her and took in her appearance. Becky always took her time getting ready. She loved to adorn herself with black attire. This time she wore a black sleeveless corset over black leather trousers. I didn't know whether it was appropriate for the event but she looked wicked in the outfit just like she always wanted. Her make up was sharp as always. Her body elegant, fitting in

BECKY.I couldn’t sit still. My legs kept moving up and down the length of the living room. I couldn't believe my ears, she couldn't be the princess of Scotland.My heart pounded in disbelief.“That isn’t possible,” I muttered again and again, pressing my palm against my forehead.“It just isn’t possible. She can’t be the Princess of Scotland.”George sat on the couch, quiet. Too quiet. His silence infuriated me even more than the thought in my head.“George,” I snapped,“You aren’t saying anything. Say something!”He looked up at me slowly, his expression unreadable.“What do you want me to say, Becky?”I stared at him, fury building in my mind now.How could he be so calm about this? His ex-wife was the princess of Scotland, didn't that mean that she was powerful? What was he thinking about? I couldn't wrap my mind around it.“You can’t possibly believe it,” I said, my voice shaking.“Do you really believe that Normani is the Princess of Scotland?”He hesitated for a moment, then sa

NORMANI. Everything changed the moment father let it all out. He did everything without my permission, releasing my previous account out there so all of my old photos came out. Estella wouldn't stop talking about how I used to be so girly back then. I used to post everything and it made me know me very quickly. I acquired over two million followers. Now my followers was heading for eleven millions. I had never thought that I would have this much popularity. Celebrities whom I admired from afar even texted me. I knew it was all for familiarity and didn't bother answering them but Estella took the opportunity to get the fine men. Typical Estella. The moment I got to the office, I knew something was wrong. Even before my car rolled to a stop, I could see flashes of cameras, the crowd of reporters forming a thick wall in front of the entrance. Their microphones and banners waved high, voices overlapping like chaos.My eyes went wide.They were here for me. Just like that I was famou

NORMANI. I took his hand, and he pulled me to him and I gasped in fear. I never thought that I was scared of height until today. He secured his hand around my waist, holding me tightly like I belonged to him and I held him like my life depended on him and it did. God forbid I fell and die before fucking him tonight. The sound of the chopper got the attention of the reporters and this made them raise their heads. “I think they saw us,” I said, my hands still pressed on his hard chest. “They can't follow us though.” he rapsed, his breath touching my face and I didn't realize how close we were until he spoke. For a moment, I just stayed there, frozen. The wind brushed my face, the city stretched out beneath us and the chopper was moving. “Headset,” he said and only then was there distance between us. I hated it. I shouldn't be like this with him. Trusting him was supposed to take time after what George did to me, I was supposed to become untouchable. My heart was supposed to be

NORMANI. Every part of me wanted him so much, it was starting to feel like a crime to want him. He pinned me against the wall securely and slammed into me repeatedly. He went on and on. Giving no breaks, digging his nails into my skin. The shower kept wetting my skin. The steam in the room mixed with the smell of pleasure. His cock kept hitting my core, digging deep into my walls. I dug my nails into his back, screaming as he persistently rammed into me without mercy. It was just what I wanted. I was exhausted, but when it came to him, fatigue was mere words. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” I shouted as he slammed into me deeper and deeper. “Good girl… come for daddy.” His raspy voice hit my ears and flicked a button inside of me. I rocked against his cock, the fullness of it pleasuring me. “Yess daddy, yesss…” He slammed even harder, hitting my core over and over. One of his fingers went over my clit, stroking his thumb over my bud. I could already feel an explosion coming by this time. M