Semua Bab Soft Moans For My Mafia-Billionaire Captor: Bab 11 - Bab 15

RUYI WYNTER ❦ I stopped a few steps away from him, forcing my voice to stay calm despite the strange tightness in my chest.“How… can I help you today?” I asked softly, for a moment, he didn’t answer.Those dark eyes of his simply studied me from above the mask, steady and unreadable, before he finally spoke.“What’s your favorite flower?” The question caught me off guard, My throat tightened slightly, ‘cause he wasn't even looking at me.Just last night I had run away from this man… terrified of the way he followed me, the way his demeanor seemed angry and dismissive of Jace like he knew him, he even called him a jackass.And now he stood here calmly asking me about flowers… isn't his usual blue hydrangeas? I swallowed.Part of me wanted to angrily ask him if he had been stalking me. To ask why he kept appearing wherever I went.But then, I remembered there are people who naturally draw everyone’s attention wherever they go, like the world quietly revolves around them.And then the

RUYI WYNTER ❦ I felt every part of Lucien’s phallus filling my cunt, And my sheath was a traitor, it was greedy, dripping, clenching around Lucien’s cock like it was begging to be ruined even deeper. Every brutal inch of his length stretched me open, carved space inside me that wasn’t there before, and still my sex wept more slick wetness to ease his invasion, To help him wreck me even more. Lucien slammed into me again, his abdomen smacking my ass with a wet noise that echoed in the room. The head of his cock battered something deeply inside me and an excruciating—pain lanced bright and vicious through my pelvis and then chased instantly by a sick, pulsing pleasure that made my thighs shake… it was shaking and it felt like his cock had ignited a wire sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Tears blurred the sheets beneath my face.“Please…” The plea came out broken, muffled into the pillow.Lucien didn’t pause. He drove in harder, grinding against that bruised wall inside me unt

RUYI WYNTER ❦I entered the room quietly and relief washed over me when I saw that he wasn’t hurt… that Lucien hadn’t come after him.“What did you cook?” That was the first thing he asked.My brows squeezed together slightly. He didn’t even notice that I had come home earlier than the normal time I closed from work.“Uhmm… I thought you weren’t coming home,” I said softly. “You told me not to cook… and this isn’t the normal time I come back from work.” I said, normally, he doesn't come home early too after closing from work, he goes to drink until he gets drunk and comes home to food..He scoffed.“Story.. story,” he muttered, rolling his eyes as he continued typing frantically on his phone.I just stood there, clutching my bag.He was so cold… so nonchalant… that my heart ached.“Where did you go?” I asked quietly. “You didn’t come home last night…” I gathered the courage to ask.“I simply had work that required me not to sleep at home,” he replied flatly. Just like that.No explan