Craving Mr Redd のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

"Why were you all tensed?" Kyla asked Micheal as he led her through the hall. "Nothing to worry about. Just that... Carlos might not be in the right mood. I know he asked you to come, but he just needed a few minutes." "What happened to him?" Worries swirled in her chest. "You should ask him," Michael said. Ask Carlos? That man barely tell her a thing. "Uhm. I'm hoping you won't breathe a word to Chelsea about this. I have my reason." She knew Micheal already figured out what was happening. "What happened here stays here. That's the rule," he said, and a silent relief washed over Kyla. Though she wanted to ask a few more questions, but she pressed her lips tight. She decided to see Carlos first and know what happened to him. Michael halted before a sleek door and pressed a button. "Hey man. Kyla is here to see you." Silence. Then Micheal subtly glanced at his wristwatch and waited for a few seconds before twisting the door open. Kyla peeked in eager, her eyes i

A car halted to a stop before an estate; the door opened from the driver seat, and Elizabeth stepped down from the car.Smoke coiled from her lips as the frigid air hit her skin despite the thick coat cladding her by the shoulder.She approached the door and hit the button. She brushed her brown hair backward, her makeup glittering, cloth sexy under the coat.After a few seconds the door opens. Elizabeth's lips stretched into a big seductive smile, but it quickly vanished seeing it was a maid who answered.“Good evening, miss. How may I help you?”Elizabeth tilted her head to the empty room behind the maid. “Is he home?”“Mr. Grason hadn't been home since Monday.” The maid stepped out with her back, then turned to lock the building. “Perhaps you should come another time, ma'am,” the maid said and left. Elizabeth glanced at the building one last time before storming off into her car. She picked up her phone and dialed his number for the umpteenth time and got the same automatic resp

KYLA You know voices aren't meant to feel this way. They aren't meant to rush through your system and control you before the brain does the work to process.Well. That was her case.She was already on her knee, staring up at him like the good girl he wanted before her brain could say go.Do her knees also have their own set of mind? Or this demigod has his dangerous way to make her obey.She'd swore she would break from the invisible shackles. Not get attracted to them.He cupped her chin and caressed her lower lip with his thumb. Something about the way he stared down at her made her wet core ache harder in anticipation.“This is your first time. I'll go gentle,” he said. “But that's not a promise, for it is not my nature. Do you still want to do this?”“Yes, sir,” she whispered, her heart hammering in her chest.“Safe word”“Ketchup”His eyes glimmered with expression. Then he stuck his thumb into her mouth and pressed it down her throat.Kyla gagged on it.“Fûck,” he cursed unde

CARLOSLight filtered its way through the window. Carlos’s brows slightly creased at the disturbance. He doesn't want to open his eyes. Not yet.No nightmare. No scream. No stinging itches. No ache in his head. No pills. He had once again slept without knowing. It felt short, yet the warm sun on his face showed it wasn't.What happened?Then he felt it. A stir and soft moan beside him. He didn't open his eyes. He knew who it was as memories flooded his head with flashes.Call last night crazy. Carlos would agree to that. Part of his wild forbidden fantasy about her finally got to happen. The little Wildling he swore to protect, pretty mouth stuffed with his côck. Thigh slick with her juice. Her naked frame was shaking as he thrust in and out of her, while she moaned his name in ecstasy.He recalled the feeling of being inside her. He loved the way her walls sucked him at each thrust. Warm and Addictive. The ache to fûck her again struck him. His cock twitched beneath the sheet.

“Uhm… excuse me. This is the female restroom,” Kyla said, trying her best to calm her racing heart.The one in front scoffed. “Lock the door.”The one behind did as he said. The door locked with a thud. Kyla’s heart did a flip.She stared at the three men in shock, all taller and stronger.“W-what do you want?” she whispered, her voice cracking as she hid her phone behind her dress.“This won’t hurt unless you want it to. Do not struggle and take off your dress.”Kyla was already breathing hard. Her fingers trembled, and the thought of what was about to happen made her head spin. Her eyes flicked to the man on the right—there was a camera in his hand.Oh no.“Don’t waste our time, little cupcake. All we need is a few pictures, and we’ll take our leave,” the one in front said.They wanted to take a picture of her. What the hell was going on?“Who sent you?”“You’re really going to ask that?” he scoffed. “Fine. We’ll do it the hard way.”He signaled his men forward.Kyla’s heart skipped