A Man Of Virtue Chapter 1 Romane & Geschichten

He then looked at me with a smile on his lips and picked me up, completely surprising me. "I have tried to be a decent man, but I am not strong enough to resist any longer" He said as he gently laid me down on the luxurious bed, totally different from the almost rude man who was touching me just a few seconds ago. "I don't want you to resist" I said exactly what I was feeling. Even after his impetuous ways, I wanted that man. He had awakened something in me that no other had been able to awaken before him, and if I needed to pay a debt of honor once I had put my virginity on the market, then let it be with him.

asked Pete Jupiter sadly, sorrowfully, disappointedly and a little bit jealously. “Of course… For the women like me, prioritizing the morality and good behavior more than anything else, handing in our virginities to the wrong men will be a kind of regretful unforgiveable sin which we’ll bring with us even until our deaths as well as quietuses,” answered Sumico fluently again. “So, do you think your Brother Vir will be the only correct man deserving your all, your everything?” asked Pete Jupiter a bit jealously.

Shouldn't he have been delighted she was a virgin? Even if she wasn't one, you had no right. No fūcking right to dishonor a woman. The shame of stooping so low now ate away at his mind. In those tense moments, he realizes the harsh inconvenient truth. He actually cared. Never in his life did he feel such a strong level of remorse as he did in those moments. He actually cared... and that alone prevented him from hastening back in to rip away her innocence. ____ next chapter will be updated soon, please vote and comment!

I ask. His eyes darken. “Then I’m just a man who murdered his brother for nothing.” The weight of that settles over us like mist. “I’m sorry,” I whisper. He studies me for a long moment. “I don’t want your pity,” he snarls. “I know.” “I want you to understand,” he says. “That love is not a virtue when it survives at the expense of everyone else.” I rise slowly from my chair. “Love doesn’t survive at someone else’s expense,” I say, meeting him eye to eye. “Control does. Fear does. Gods do.”

But when meeting the man himself, she somewhat shook, because she literally gave him the normal modus operandi of Virtue, yet he just scoffed at her. "What kind of deal I want, is not up to you to decide Miss Song…There's a reason as to why Virtue never interfere in any decisions making of a company…but that does not apply that I don't want that rights…from the look of your eyes and a person at your capacity, I'm sure you yourselves has done some research right?..". It's obvious what inside her thought, and I can't blame her to make such moves, but the problem is she's too confident and prideful of herself.

Chaste or spoiled, he was fine with her either way, but he needed to know how he was supposed to do this. "Not in the least. It is just, I need to know if I should be more careful with you," "You must know, I'm not a woman of easy virtue. I've never give my consent to anyone before." She gave him a meaningful look. "But I want you to believe that I'm all yours."

"Swear on your Soul you will never Divulge or teach the Manual to another and I will pass it on to you. The same way I received it, you will receive it." He held his hand up to prevent any protests from the gallery. A few on his side knowing that would just cause trouble. "I swear to not divulge anything or teach any of the Manual you give me. If I do, may me very Soul be destroyed." The 1st Emperor was an idiot but no matter. The Vampiric Tail of Ren poked the man in the head and he collapsed on the spot. "Ukkk!"

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“Did Martins hand this over?” His voice was deep and coarse, low but hearable. “I picked her.” The stunning man in red replied. I took a mental note of his name, Giovanni. Vermont crouched down to my height, drawing very close to me as though he wished to scan every hair on my body. His eyes were a seductive, yet, intimidating mint gray, accompanied by rectangular thick brows. His well-chiseled jawline didn't go unnoticed by me. Weren't evil men supposed to look ugly and monstrous? Why did it seem like God took no offense at his sinful ways?

There was no one around him and he looked lonely by himself. Despite that, the man did not appear awkward or upset by his situation. Instead, there was an easy smile on his face like he was unfazed by any of it. Cristian felt a tremor run through him when he got a clear view of the man. His eyes bulged and he could not believe who it was! Was that not Violet Vision’s chairman who he had just met two days ago? Why was he there? Cristian dared not trust his senses. His first instinct was that his eyes were playing a trick on him. The chairman of Violet Vision was a man of great prestige. There was no way he was mixing around with these commoners.