Anime Madman 소설 & 이야기

"No, I wouldn't. Daddy only likes the bad lady. He lets her bully you, and he kicked you out of the bedroom and forced you to be a nanny. "If he really lost his memory, then how can he remember such a big company and all those complicated social connections but forget only you, Mommy?" That was right. Ambrose claimed he had amnesia, yet he hadn't forgotten his company or all the people in his network. The only thing he'd conveniently forgotten was me. I'd been in the business world for years and had seen all kinds of tricks, yet I'd actually fallen for such a shallow lie. I clenched my teeth and laughed at my own stupidity.

He held it up for a moment, examining it in the light before casually flicking it onto the concrete floor, where it landed with a tiny, insignificant tink. "One," Zandrei counted softly, his eyes glinting with a mad, ecstatic light. "Now, let's try again. Who sent you?" He asked, his voice brimming with a childlike excitement, like a madman who had just discovered a wonderfully fun new game and was eager for another turn. The man in the chair could only manage a strangled, guttural sound, a wet sobbing noise that vibrated through his shattered mouth. His head thrashed from side to side, his eyes wide with a horror so pure it was almost beautiful to Zandrei.

Aman informed while giving all the details to his boss. "It means we don't even know who he was???? Somebody came and went after molesting my wife and I don't even know who he is??? Great" he asked him in his dangerous tone. Hearing this, Aman replied by nodding his head. Abhimaan’s anger knew no bounds but he was not one who loose his senses in anger. His anger was like a volcano that remained patiently buried in the ground for many years but when its limit was crossed, it destroyed everything around it.

Motus leapt at the tall man as Atzi disappears from his sight. "i hope she gets out safely." He thought to himself as he attacked. The man caught Motus by his neck and threw him into a nearby shelf. The shelf and all its dusty contents crashed on top of Motus with a loud clatter. "You ain't so big and bad now are ya? Haha! Just a scared pup you are now." The tall man stepped into a brighter light to reveal himself as Amadaus. Motus attempted to stand, but he was wobbly and aching,

The persistent buzzing of the phone pierced the early morning silence. Dante’s eyes snapped open, his body reacting before his mind could catch up. He sat up with a low grunt and ran a hand over his face, trying to shake off the heavy weight of exhaustion. He had barely closed his eyes, Svetlana’s image still burning in his thoughts. He reached for the phone on the nightstand and answered in a low voice. “What’s going on?” “It’s Adriano, boss,” came the steady reply from his trusted man in Milan. “We’ve got a problem.”

I had just ended my phone call with my dad when a text message from my husband, Felix Cole, popped up. Felix: [Jasper won the gold prize in the art competition. I'm holding a celebration party for him tonight. Get everything ready.] Felix was the leader of the Reapers, a powerful local mafia. Every time he held a party, I would be so exhausted that I would feel like a zombie by the end of it.

I feel as Randy holds the back of my head. "That's it Randy, feed him, make him a cocksucker! He's your bitch! It's so kinky to watch this sissy suck your cock. Do it, baby!" Amy taunts. I continue to suck and lick. Randy's cock is huge, hot, soft, hard, and now slippery with my saliva. I can't believe I waited so long to suck cock! It's so good. "MMMMMMMMMMMMM...." I moan as I suck. "I knew you'd love it, honey! Just wait until he feeds you his warm cum! You're going to be eating another man's sperm!" Kim taunts.

Right behind him was a group of nurses holding up signs and trying their best to stifle their laughter. The signs they were holding read, [Miss Buccaneer! All of us here at the orthopedics department are rooting for you two!] While Anise was still trying to recover from the shock, another clip featuring Liam’s colleague began to play. Malone, the man known for having dark circles under his eyes from the technical department, appeared on the screen. He cried out, “Accept him as your boyfriend, Anise!” It was followed by the rest of his colleagues cheering fervently with glowsticks in hand. Even the stoic technical director awkwardly made the shape of a heart with his hands.

“Fierce, huh?” Cole laughed beside her. “Yeah, she’s different today. She doesn’t even beg when Father is beating her.” Amanda shook her head as if she saw it as a bad thing. “Then that’s fine since the Alpha of Blue Moon Pack will take her. The ruthless Alpha needs a trying-hard, feisty wolf,” she said and burst into laughter when she stood up. Emily’s eyes widened upon hearing it. At this moment, she knew that she was doomed.

Across from him, the Seer sat cross-legged on a woven mat, his piercing gaze fixed on Sage like a predator sizing up its prey. "You’re reckless, boy," the Seer muttered, his eyes narrowed, shining with a fierce light. His rough fingers touched the edge of a small wooden bowl. The bowl had a dark, crumbling liquid at the bottom. “The mystic world is no playground. This place isn't for people who waste money and think they can leave without getting hurt. His voice was cold and sharp, like broken glass.