Semua Bab Salvation: Bab 11 - Bab 20

The taxi wound through a few more streets, the buzz of the city getting louder. Neon lights blinked around us, and the sound of loud music poured out from an event happening by the roadside. I stayed behind as her cab passed the commotion, turning right before coming to a stop in front of a sleek, modern club. The kind that had an underground entrance, discreet and hidden away.She steps out of the taxi, adjusting her coat before glancing around. The Zeeheel Club.She strides into the club, her heels clicking sharply on the ground. She rummages through her purse as she approaches the hefty men by the brown steel door, two of them. She waves a black card at their face and they step out of the way, then fall back into position.I follow steadily behind her but they block my path.I take notice of the guard on my left watching her go down the flight of stairs. It’s a view that no man would want to miss especially since she has her coat on her arm.“Your pass”I stand silently, I don’t c

(Flashback)BlueI slowly open my eyes, the harsh light of the morning sun piercing through the car windows, forcing me to blink several times before my vision clears. I’m in the car, my back pressed uncomfortably against the seat, the seatbelt securely wrapped around my body as if to keep me from floating away. The realization that it’s morning snaps through me—how did I get here? My last memory is a blur until it comes flooding back with clarity. The incident from last night, the masked man, the horror, it all crashes over me. My eyes instinctively dart to the hotel in front of me,. Through the window, I catch sight of a police car parked outside. My heart skips a beat. For a moment, I pray that they’re here for something else, that they haven’t connected me to what happened. But deep down, I know better. The truth is, I’m already caught in a web, and it’s only a matter of time before it tightens around me.This might be the moment Mike’s been waiting for—the perfect excuse to toss

(Final Flashback)BlueAfter driving for twenty minutes, I could feel Mike’s men following me like dogs, obedient but always watching. They trail me everywhere, never letting me out of their sight. Mike never lets me go anywhere alone, as if he’s convinced that I’d try to run away the first chance I got. And he’s not wrong. I’ve tried before, many times, but it always ends the same way—dragged back like an object, like a possession, tossed around like a toy as if I weren't human.It’s like I’m nothing to him, just something to control, something to keep under his thumb. He’s made sure I can’t take a step without his permission, without his eyes on me.I finally stop in front of a tall building. The company name is there, bold and bright at the top: Stone Enterprises. A new name, a new identity, but the place hasn’t changed. It used to be called Lance Enterprises, and I liked it better that way. Back when things felt different, when this place still had some meaning.I stare at the gla

When he returns, he’s holding black ropes in his hands. My heart races.My instincts scream at me to run, but my body refuses to obey. I watch as he pulls my legs closer to his thighs, lifting them effortlessly. His hands press my ankles and thighs together, and before I know it, a rope is wrapped tightly around my legs, suspending them in the air in a frog-like manner.A soft leather strap snakes around my arms, pinning them to my legs. He secures them to the bedposts. I try to close my legs, but they barely budge. I’m completely immobilized.I feel his eyes on me, my shaved pussy. With the hopes of having fun tonight, I had everything ready including down there.I hoped to have a blast and forget everything going on in my life.He runs his finger sliding them up, I squeal from the cold touch.“Relax” his voice soothes me and I barely open my lips.He moves closer to my mouth, the sound of his belt unbuckling fill the room, I suck on my bottom lip awaiting a taste of him.“Open wide

LeviA smile graced my lips as I stare at her perfect body dripping with my finest wine, an Italian fine wine I had saved for later but this will do. Fuck, I never thought I would be drinking it off her.Her eyes are wide and teary, lips parted, cheeks flushed. I take a stand by the edge of the bed. The wine drips down into her clit, my knees touch the ground, my tongue sticking out of my mouth, as I lean my jaw closer.Splash, a drop falls on my tongue, the taste of wine, mixed with her cum prints on my lips.Rubbing my lips together, and taking a bite of my upper lip, I savor just how good she tastes.My tongue rolls all the way up,her body shiver and I grip her legs tightly stretching it than before. Her stomach is sucked in, leaving behind a vacuum of her ribs then she breathes out.Her body shivers while I drown my tongue in her, licking off every bit or traces of wine.Slowly standing to my feet, her eyes narrow at me, working my way up her body with my tongue, loving her cherry