All Chapters of Filthy Letters To The Stranger: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Dear Angel, I received the letter with your panties drenched in your juice. It smelled so heavenly... You two add heaven in your nonsense?"Dad paused as Mum gagged, shaking her head; he picked up a recent letter I had written last night.While maintaining eye contact, he opened it, and my soaked underwear fell out. My face reddened; I wanted the ground to swallow me in that instant"Dear Lover, I've been touching myself everywhere to the thought of you. It's satisfying knowing you've been stroking yourself with my gifts. I'm attaching another soaked underwear..."Dad stopped and stared at the underwear on the floor, and he slapped me. I whimpered, my hand shot up to rub the spot"I... I'm sorry," I whispered, but the words did nothing to ease the tension in the room; I doubt anything I say would.I had walked into the worst scene of my life, my mum's strangled sobs filled the living room while my Dad stared at the pile of scattered letters in contempt.Letters that contained things

"Crawlway Estate,Frankfurt,Germany,Dear Lover, I'm to be married to a man three times my age, my Parents discovered the letters and to them it's something so disgraceful for an unmarried woman to engage in unscrupulous activities. I can't marry another because I have pledged myself to be yours forever, please save me. I will give myself to you completely if you save me and take me away from this town: From Lanarai Kensly No. 5 Saint Harmon Road Rhine Westphalia"I stared at the man strolling into the church, tall and commanding in his black suit with his silver hair roughly combed and deep blue eyes trained on me.That wasn't Noah, that was a man I should have no business with...... Herman Liechenberg, a descendant of a long line of influential "Business Men" and Owner of the Merge Corp. Everyone in Germany knew him.He stopped just in front of me, wiping my tear stained face with his thumb and sucking it afterwards "I'm sorry for coming late My Angel"His eyes sparkled a

The Shadow of FrankfurtThe grand ballroom of the Grand Kaiser Hotel was an extravagant display of wealth and shadow. Crystal chandeliers cascaded from gold-leaf ceilings, casting fractured light across dark velvet drapes, champagne pyramids, and men in tailored suits whose smiles never reached their eyes.To the rest of Frankfurt’s elite, it was an annual celebration of high society. To me, it felt like nothing more than a polished, gilded cage.Herman’s hand rested heavily on the curve of my waist. His touch was firm, possessive, and warm through the thin silk of the emerald dress he had picked out for me. Every time I shifted, the fabric brushed against my bare skin, bringing back unwanted, intoxicating rushes of memory, the heat of the bath, the steam rising around us, and the shameless way I had let a stranger unravel me in his arms."You are tense, *Mein Engel*," Herman murmured, leaning down so his lips brushed the shell of my ear. His deep voice sent a shiver straight down my

Herman's POV"Mhmmmm." She kept tapping my chest to make me stop, but instead I pulled her tighter against me, kissing her deeper.I couldn't get enough of her. The taste of her lips, the soft little sounds she made that went straight to my cock. The way her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer.Every letter I'd read, every fantasy I'd imagined under the cover of darkness, every night I'd stroked myself to the thought of her—none of it compared to having her here in my arms."We are here, sir," the driver said, his voice cutting through the haze.Only then did I break the kiss.Looking down at her in the dim light, I'd never seen anyone so beautiful. Her lips were swollen, kiss-bruised, and glistening. Her breaths came in uneven little gasps."You're so fucking beautiful, Engel," I mumbled, straightening her dress even though all I wanted to do was tear it off her right there in the backseat, driver be damned.Without another word, I stepped out of the car, walking around to

Tying the silk scarf behind my head, Herman pushes me down into the bed. For some reason the smell of his cologne smelled stronger, and I could hear the sound of his breathing above me.“Herman…” My voice came out thin.“I’m here," he says in a hoarse voice as he traces the edge of the scarf from my temple down to my cheek. “If it gets too much, she can say stop, do you understand? Anytime.”I nodded.“Use your words, please, Engel," he whispers in my ear, making my body tingle."Yes… I understand.”His mouth brushed the corner of mine, and then he pulled away. I heard the rustling of clothes before he came up against me.He lifted my foot, kissing them slowly. "Herman…" I breathe. "What…what are you doing?"He doesn't stop. "Just trust me, okay?”So I swallowed my words and let him continue, his lips close around my big toe as he sucked in it hard."Herman…" I whispered his name as a tingling sensation travelled down my core. I immediately tried to pull my foot back, but he held firm