บททั้งหมดของ Sinners & Saints: A Collection Of Dark Romance Stories: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Paige's POV "I meant no harm, Paige. I didn't try to hurt her. I would never do such a thing." Eric finally spoke up, his voice was firm but not unkind, cutting through mine cleanly. "Last night when I brought you in, the nurse on duty recognized you. She told me that you had a younger sister here in the hospital who had been fighting a very serious illness." He held my gaze. "I simply went to check on her this morning. That was all.""She—" I stopped. “She’s not my sister. April is my daughter.” I said quietly.Eric paused. "Sorry?" Confusion written all over his face."She's not my sister." I repeated it again.Then I dropped my eyes to my hands in my lap and started turning my fingers over slowly, one over the other, a habit I'd never been able to shake. The memories came the way they always did. And for a brief moment, I remembered my elder sister, April, the one who died for me;I exhaled and finally explained further, "I didn't give birth to April exactly." I went quiet for a

Sophia's POV The moment we stepped out of the cab, I already knew something was wrong. The place looked nothing like what Donald had been hyping the entire ride here. The music was faint, barely alive, like someone had turned down the volume of a party that was supposed to be loud enough to shake the street. The entrance lights flickered in a tired, almost abandoned rhythm. I stopped walking. “Donald…” I turned to him slowly, narrowing my eyes. “This is the place?” He didn’t even look guilty. In fact, he looked excited. “Yes,” he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I blinked once. Then twice. “There’s no party happening,” I said flatly, glancing back at the quiet entrance. “Donald, what exactly is this?” That was when I fully turned to him, my irritation finally catching up with me. “But wait, Donald,” I said, folding my arms. “Whose party are we even here for? Do you even know the person?” That question hit him—and instead of answering immediately, he

Sophia's POV "Let me go!" I screamed, twisting myself against his grip. But he didn't stop pressing hard. Instead he slammed me harder against the bedroom wall, the force knocking the breath right out of my lungs. "I am not interested in your money, and I am definitely not interested in sucking your fucking cock!" I yelled into his face. He didn't flinch. He just stood there, towering over me, his dark eyes locked onto mine. Up close, the man was so annoyingly handsome that I couldn't help but notice He was clearly years older than me, mature in a way that made him look dangerous, like someone who was used to getting whatever he wanted without asking twice. "You have a very loud mouth for someone in my room, little girl," he said, his voice deep, smooth, and chillingly calm. "I didn't ask to be in your fucking room!" I spat back, glaring up at him. "You dragged me in here! So let me go right now!" “Are you done throwing your tantrum?” he asked coldly, as if the fact that he

Sophia's POV "You talk too much," I grumbled, looking straight up into his dark seductive eyes. "Stop asking stupid questions and see for yourself."He let out a low, dark laugh, his fingers tightening in my hair. "A sharp tongue until the very end, aren't you, Sophia?"I didn't answer him with words. Instead, I leaned back down and wrapped my lips tight around his shaft again. I took control of the rhythm, moving my head back and forth, speeding up the pace before he could utter another arrogant word.He groaned, the sound vibrating deep down in his chest. His hands gripped my skull tighter, guiding me as the slick, wet sound filled the bathroom."That's it," he growled out, his voice turning rough and strained. "Faster. Keep that mouth working."I pushed past the tightness in my jaw, matching his fast pace. I swirled my tongue along the base of his crown, pulling back to the very tip just before sliding right back down, taking as much of his size as I could handle. Every time I

Sophia's POV **The following morning**I stretched my arms out, letting out a long yawn as I turned over on the soft mattress. Every muscle in my body felt completely exhausted, a deep ache settling in my joints.My brain was a complete mess.Then, like a bolt of lightning, the memories from last night hit me all at once.I remembered the club, the dark room, and the way he had carried me into that tiny bathroom. My knees hit the cold floor, and I had my hands wrapped around his huge, hard dick, sucking it as fast and deep as I could while he pushed his hips into my mouth right against the wall. I remembered the taste of him on my tongue, his hand tangled in my hair, holding my head tight while he groaned down at me.And then came the brutal, unbelievable sex in his bedroom. The way he threw me onto that massive bed, pulled my legs apart, and shoved himself inside me. He pounded into my wet pussy over and over, making me scream his name so loud my throat hurt, completely fucking me