A Man Of Virtue Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Nathan instantly took out his hand and distanced like he just suffered an electric shock. "Stop assessing a person by his financial holdings. There are more noble things in the world which have lot more value in life than wealth. One of the most important among them is virtue." She stressed on the word. "But villains like you won't understand the meaning of it since you do not have it. You are born beast and you will die a beast." The next second she flinches as her ears record a thunderous roar. "Kyara" Nathan was shaking with temper and his hand raised up on her in a duress with just an inch of gap before touching her cheek.

Now I know why Papa forbade me to peruse that form of literature—it makes your female hormones go wild unnecessarily; it would only be a matter of time before I was trapped in The Devil’s spell, thinking that I was in love with him, or vice versa. Quick, say something bad about him, I counselled myself. He may look like the gallant male character from one of those novels, but he is not. He’s Ralph Virtus—the head of a vicious mafia clan, the one who stole your family fortune—and may have as well put your father in that silent state. And with that, the hatred was back, in full force. ***** The door closed behind me, shutting out the world of men in black shades and suits, and guns strapped to

I promise you I will not disappoint you! Now, I can't say that I fully understand the concept of a woman's virtue, but I have an idea of where it is and I do know that I only have one. I don't want to give it away to someone that I don't love and I certainly don't want anyone to steal it! It belongs to me and mine feels threatened just by the way I'm sitting right now. I don't feel virtuous in these clothes, sitting on this strange man, or having my heart race like this. The only thing on my mind is holding onto my virtue by any means necessary. "How old are you?", he asks.