Novel & Cerita Astolfo X Astolfo X Astolfo

Alessandro asked as he sat on his chair. "Uh Cheesy chicken sticks with egg fried rice and Alfredo pasta. I have also made fudge chocolate delight as a dessert." I told him as I was about to sit down but suddenly my husband pulled my to his lap. I gasped loudly as I tried to get up. "P-please...." I whispered. "No I want my wife closer," Alessandro stated in a husky voice smiling softly. I blushed and looked down. Alessandro liked it when his fierce beauty would blush and be obedient to him.

I whisper, putting all my sincerity into it. "Lo so (I know*), Amore mio. But, me ne frego (I don't care*). The stronzo (asshole*) is dead and buried." Elio stops talking momentarily, then looks up at his little brother. "Get out of here. I don't need you anymore." Matteo greets us with a simple nod and leaves. Then, Elio pulls me against him and comes to whisper in my ear: "You will be happy to know that this stronzo was the last one on the list."

Chaste POV I was able to return to my house, which is located in the center of our territory, but I felt myself burning from flames and my head was spinning. I opened the door while wobbling on my own feet, eager to get inside. “Alpha! Are you okay?” my Beta, Matthew, inquired as he opened the door, but I pushed him away, so I could enter. I walked into my house and sat dizzily on my sofa. My vision is still playing tricks on me, blurring and making it difficult for me to open my eyes.

yes i know, I'm such a jerk for a prince. "Nervous?" I almost jumped from my position. His voice from my back feels like I've been electrified and it made me feel weird. There's no way I'm going homosexual with him! "Don't be such a d*ck Luther" I angrily spat. He just laughed in amusement when-- "Harris Esqroic and Luther Astrix please join arena 4!" This really is doomsday!

“Don’t be ridiculous.” “Am I?” I countered. “You’ve always been quick to point fingers, but you’ve never been good at answering questions. So let me ask you this: why were you at the Castellano house that night?” His silence was deafening. Austin’s gaze snapped to Alfredo, suspicion darkening his features. “Answer him,” he demanded. “I don’t have to,” Alfredo muttered, but the crack in his voice betrayed him. “Are you seriously letting this guy brainwash you after all these years, Fantasma?” He eyes went back to Austin who stood few feet’s away.

’ [You are our whore little bitch and you will do whatever we want when we want you to. Alberto thrust his hard cock into her pussy she was still nice and tight but after all four of them had fucked her she would loosen up and today they would fuck her tight little ass to that way she could take three men at the same time. Alfonso walked into the bathroom and found a bottle of baby oil and brought it out with a huge grin on his face, ‘Beh, beh, piccola puttana non siamo fortunate.’ [Well, well little whore aren’t we lucky.]

Chaol glared at the both of them with his radiating blue eyes and hissed. "And what about you Asty?" Othello darted his unmerciful eyes towards her, showing no bias to whom he would give his sermons. "How the hell did it end up like that?!" "I-I'm sorry, brother!" she cried. "I... I just couldn't help it." "Ugh." Othello placed a finger on his forehead. "This is troublesome. Most especially you." he hissed at Chaol. "Asty, I told you multiple times already to not cross the line with this prick! What if he is only deceiving you?"

"He's just using you. I think he knows what you're doing. He just pretends not to know, and so he waits for his chance to drop the bomb on your face in a more embarrassing way than he could. You know that he is part of the Crowne and you know how dirty they play." The thing about Astolfo was that he make his own conclusion, opinion, and punishment. He chose to do things by the rules but on his terms. He's a hard worker, he was the special's favorite privileged one, and though even if he make his conditions, he doesn't pushed any buttons to trigger the specials. That also applies in crossing boundaries, it's also the part where Blanche gets annoyed by him, he could mind his own business. Not

Despite the foreboding atmosphere, Alfonso smiled, a hint of madness flickering in his eyes as he replied, “I became a dead man the moment I tasted your mother. I'm a walking dead.” Xavier's expression darkened, and he narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing as he assessed Alfonso’s defiant demeanor. “You lunatic. What do you plan to do with her? I can see she’s fallen madly in love with you, judging from how inseparable you two are.” Xavier said, his eyes glimmering with murderous intent fixated on Alfonso’s fingers clenched around his shirt. Alfonso smirked apologetically; he pulled away from Xavier, fixed his crumbled shirt and responded.