Bound By Lies, Trapped By Desire Novelas e Histórias

“Tell me why you deserve it.” “Because I’m yours. Because I came back to you, I've missed you owning me. Please, bloodhound, let me come on your daddy cock, let me show you how much I need—” I thrust up once—hard—then stop again. She cries out, tears in her eyes. “More,” I say. “Tell me you’ll never leave again.” “I won’t leave you again, never. I'll stay with you forever. I'm your girl. Your slut. Please—”

If I ever see you talking to him again I will make your life a living hell, and trust me Elena it can get so much worse than it already is, now smile and walk with me, we have photos to take. His hand slides from my shoulder to my waist, gripping tight enough to leave marks, he pulls me through the crowd, all smiles for the cameras while his fingers bruise my skin. And I realize with crystal clarity that I'm not just trapped in a loveless marriage, I'm trapped with a man who sees me as property, as something to control and display. Marcus Rivera's card is still clutched in my hand, hidden in the folds of my dress, and for the first time in four years.

🍑Chapter two🍑 Reign pulled Liliana toward the large padded bed in the center of the room. She tried to resist for a second, but his grip was strong and firm. He pushed her down onto her back without saying a word. “Lie still,” he ordered. He worked quickly, attaching leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles, then securing them to the corners of the bed. Within minutes, she was spread wide open, completely helpless. The cool air touched every exposed part of her body, She felt completely vulnerable.

I’m stuck, surrounded by lies and betrayal, and there’s only one thing I want—freedom. I glance at the ring on my finger. The stupid, shiny symbol of the cage I’m trapped in. It’s as if my heart is screaming to rip it off, but I don’t dare. Who would I even be without it? Sighing in desperation, I feel the ache of missing someone I can never have—Ryder. Ryder, the one who’s haunted my dreams and my thoughts, even after everything. I want to be in his arms. I want him to hold me, tell me everything is going to be okay, but that's a fantasy I can’t afford to indulge. He killed Felicity. My cousin. My flesh and blood. My heart knows that I shouldn’t want him, that I should keep my head, stay fo

Alone. I pressed my hand to my chest. The bond was still there. Still burning. Still wanting him. I heard voices from inside. Isabella's laugh. His deep response. Playing the perfect couple. While I stood out here in the dark. The hidden sister. The forgotten mate. The forbidden one. I closed my eyes. This was my life now. Watching him love someone else. Wanting something I could never have. My brother-in-law. My mate. My punishment.

He stared into the darkness, the memory replaying in his mind, almost fading but never gone. The past clung to him, a shadow he could never escape. Alana stood beside him, silent, her breath mingling with the cold air. She realized then that Roman’s secrets were not just pieces of his past, they were chains that bound him, scars that defined him. And though she wanted to free him, she knew some wounds could never heal.

Anytime Alexander sends her an amount, it usually comes with being able to sacrifice something or being traded off in exchange for the money. Was this truly the life she had signed up for? Or was she merely a pawn in a game she had yet to understand? Sophia eventually settled and laid on the bed. The quality and freshness of the bed sheets is attractive to embrace and laid on. “There is no going back, the contract is irreversible.” She whispered and fell asleep. *********

And her body, once proud and strong, grew weaker and thinner, but her eyes still burned with desperate hope that he might hear her pleas if she repeated them enough times. “Stefano, they lied to me as much as they lied to you, I was nothing but a soldier, I was used, I never wanted this, I swear to you, you are the only man I ever loved, the only truth in all my lies,” she cried one night when he pressed the cold barrel of his gun against her temple, not pulling the trigger but letting the weight of it speak for him. He shook his head slowly and whispered, “Love, you say, but love is not built on lies. Love is not a mask you wear until it rots and falls away, what you gave me was not love, i

The confession, raw and true, binds us closer, a vow deeper than our physical connection. The world outside,Daniel’s cunning, Emily’s pursuit, Nadya’s silence can’t reach us, Julian’s protections a veil around our love. Rob’s warning of a potential breach lingers, but here, in Julian’s arms, it’s a distant murmur. “We’re safe,” he whispers, his hand resting on my belly, where Lily stirs. I nod, my heart full, our love a flame that consumes my past, our future a promise sealed in passion. We lie together, the dawn light fading, our bodies entwined, our bond unbreakable, a haven for Lily, forged in love.

The way he was shifting into different angles, slamming into me like an endless hole that was still limited. I was being used. I loved being used. By him. My moans and mewls were hitting the ceiling; I don’t care. “Oh god,” I yelled when he found another sweet spot. The lines were blurring. My vision was whitening. My inside was hot, clenching around him like the last solid ground I had unless I wanted to drown. And at this point, I didn’t mind drowning in this foggy desire. Those mushy passions sent tons of shivers down to my clit, causing my body to tremble in a never-ever-have-I.