Novel & Cerita Appetite For Innocence

[1] “I don't know why she didn't want to publicize it, it was an honorable death. I expect nothing less for mine.” I left out the part where she got stuck underneath him, with him still inside. Poor thing, I can't imagine the scene! Exhausted, I throw myself on the bed and snuggle down. I close my eyes briefly, taking deep breaths. Suddenly, I hear the sound of a paper package being torn open and a delicious aroma of food invades my nostrils. I lift my torso, finding various foods and Dom placing them in front of me on the bed. He takes a bite of the gourmet burger and hands it to me, and as I chew, I feel the energy returning to my body. What a treat! Dominique tries a bit of each. There ar

April's POV I hacked into Alex's Internet and I continued to do my report. Time passed with me lost in writing the report. My stomach roaring made me realise I was very hungry. I stood and walked to the kitchen hoping to find something to eat, anything. It was at night already and I had completely forgotten about dinner but it was normal for me to forget to eat. I did not think Alex would be okay with me getting in his kitchen to eat something because apparently he did not like 'sharing' but I was hungry. He was so ridiculous.

He was innocent then, he was clueless of the world that surrounds him. It only took them eight months to corrupt his innocence and it was gone forever. "Are you thirsty? Do you want to eat something?" The woman's hand stayed on his chest. He was only wearing a boxer short because it taking his clothes away from him was part of his punishment. He shook his head, he does not want to ask for her help. It'll always lead him to something he doesn't want to do. "I brought you some food. It's outside..." The woman kneeled in front of him and he already know what she was about to do. He step back, his eyes almost glaring at the alluring eyes of the woman.

People who abuse little innocents like her deserve to be tortured to death, slowly and castrated with a dull rusty spoon. “You can massacre this one if you like.” my mom giggles and Sophie’s face warms a little, a slight relaxation in her taut muscles and a hint of softening in those eyes. I can’t tear my eyes off her, wanting to lift away the layers and figure her out. She’s like this beautiful mystery that’s shrouded in sadness and it really gets to me. I want to peel apart her mind and show her that not all men hurt girls, in any kind of way. She catches me looking at her and glares defensively. Warning me off, telling me to stay away and I smile back in a bid to ease her suspicion.

I want to bury myself in every pretty, holy, innocent hole that crosses my path. I haven’t tasted Mary yet. But I will. And I know I’ won't enjoy any second of it. My cock doesn’t lie—it craves innocence. Just like Mia’s tight, sweet pussy… The moment I stepped out of the car, I saw Mia. She was walking toward the hallway, wearing that little skirt that barely covered her thin, clean thighs. Innocence wrapped in temptation. My cock sensed it before my mind even caught up. It called to her. Then her eyes met mine.

I smirk at her, “he may not be the one we are looking for, but innocent I doubt that very much.” She laughs, “your father wasn’t innocent when I met him either, if we are talking about the same kind of innocence. I was innocent, but in a different way than you. You take pride in the fact that you do not allow your body to over rule your mind, which will allow you to be strong in not feeling the pull as he is, but once the full moon hits,” she lets out a long breath, “you’ll desire him more than anything and because of your innocence in that area, it will be worse.”

“You’re beautiful. You should use that beauty! You could make a lot of money from your looks!” Luna shook her head, crying harder. “I don’t want to be a prostitute!” Delcy’s temper snapped at Luna’s stubbornness. “To hell with your refusal. Tonight, you’ve been booked by an Arab businessman. He’s willing to pay a high price, even if you’re no longer a virgin.” Delcy released her grip. She couldn’t risk hurting Luna—her niece’s body had to remain flawless for the sale. Damaged goods would only lose value, and Delcy wasn’t about to lose money. To her, Luna was a valuable asset—a way to make a fortune.

Cainan taught himself how to be satisfied with even the littlest of food and so when his mother started providing more after she set up her bakery business successfully, he was already used to being filled with so little. Even till today, his appetite was small, and she doubted he was going to finish the shawarma. The only thing he had an enormous appetite for was sex. Those were the times he would become an insatiable man. She loved him that way. She had to wait for Cainan to return so they could eat together. That was the plan when they were coming home, but she felt too tempted that she couldn’t bring herself to wait anymore. She opened up the pack and took a few chips into her mouth to s

She was now sobbing and Damien looked at her as if she was child , which she was . "Why don't you have a look for yourself darling." She gave Lia a brown folder and Lia was hesitant to look. No way her Ace could ever do something like this. Her father was something so precious, he wouldn't hurt a fly so why would he dare to steal money for them ! She opened the folder with her wobbly hands and looked through it. She gasped. Not only were there pictures of the murders but there was even a chip . It was something she had to look at another time. She looked trough the documents and felt her heart accelerating.

Seeing Amelia walk out, she raised the plate which had a cupcake on it and kindly offered it to her, “You want this?” Her wet hair was a mess. Her clothes didn’t match the set. There was shining grease on her skinny fingers and the plate she used to hold the cupcake was dirty with some unknown food scraps. But her roughness somehow made Amelia feel relieved—She was never allowed to live a cluttered life like this. There were always rules for her made by the pack or Ian. No matter what happens, she must be clean and must be in order. “Thanks, but I am not hungry.” She replied sheepishly and then looked around with curiosity.