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I cut him and looked straight into his eyes while he's avoiding eye contact with me "You're the guy who always sends me that letter every year on my birthday?" I asked and he just stayed silent. I hate him being like this.. I rather have him annoying me than having him stay silent to everything I say "Why? Do you like me?" I asked and that make him looked at me "I'm dating Natalia , Valentine" "I'm not a fool Joey" I said coldly "What exactly do you want Valentine?" Valentine.. it felt so long hearing that name.. Last time I heard it came out from his mouth was November.. he said it again after almost 3 months

Obsessive. Valentina. Always Valentina. The same eyes. The same shy smile. The same face. Hundreds of sketches. Hundreds. Some realistic. Some abstract. Some unfinished. All her.

Lina reclined on the delivery bed, her eyes filled with triumph. The old Don of the Valentino Family gripped his cane, smiling wider than ever before. His voice rang out louder than usual. "The Valentino family has an heir! I hereby declare that he will become the successor of our family!" He pointed proudly at the newborn. Everyone cheered, celebrating with delight, yet not a single person mentioned me. Watching it all, I dug my nails into my palm. Then suddenly, Renato's assistant rushed in, panting. "Don… Madre… she's still in the storage room, waiting to give birth."

Valerie Photographs of Drew and Laura were all over the page. The snapshots of contracts that Drew made his mistresses sign were splashed on the next page. The whole story I told Arnold was there! Aiden's and my name were kept anonymous, but the story of how Drew destroyed a woman was written precisely.

I asked cautiously, signalling to my men to continue their deep search. She sounded like she had her vocal cord tampered with. “I love her breasts, Dominik." I gritted my teeth to keep the cusses at bay, now was not the time to piss him off. That psycho might go overboard and things will get out of hand. “You want me right? Let her go and take me instead." I started slowly and cautiously. Valentina, she is the trending topic on the internet right now and it’s on the international news. I wasn't excluded either.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEXUAL VIOLENCE, RAPE, ASSAULT, MURDER, TRAUMA, STRONG LANGUAGE, AND REVENGE THEMES. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. VALERIA As a little girl, I dreamed big—actress, a pop star, designer maybe or a model... basically anything that would slap my face on Vogue and of course lots of paparazzi attention. Well, here I am... margarita in one hand, phone in the other, scrolling—when I see a picture of me and Dante on the Daily Mail. My lips curl at the headline; Blue Cyber CEO spotted with new lover. New lover, alright.

“He sells the live feeds to a dark web site,” Heather says, shaking her head. “It’s insane, and it’s sick what these humans come up with. But apparently there is a huge audience for people who want to watch women in their daily lives and at their most open moments. He sells the feed to these people and he gets paid through live streams every night.” Bile almost fills my mouth. “And Valeria is one of the people he exploited for this?” “I deleted her feed from the computer,” she says. “Hers was a new installation, and it didn’t have anything streamed to the site. But he did manage to get some pictures of her naked, and I deleted all of it.”

Sobbing into her mouth, my body convulsing, my stretched pussy milking both shafts. Valentina moves down my body. Her mouth on my neck. My collarbones. My nipple – sucking gently, her tongue swirling, softer than any man has ever sucked my tit. She moves lower. Her hand slides between my legs – between my body and Alex's – and her fingers find my clit.

“My elegant, untouchable ballerina… now tied up and dripping like a desperate whore. Your pretty pink cunt is literally weeping down your thighs while the entire Alps watches. Does that make you wetter, knowing the world can see what a filthy little slut you really are?” Valentina moaned shamelessly, pulling against the ropes. The movement made her swollen breasts bounce and her clit throb painfully. “Please, Damien… I’m aching… I’m so fucking wet it hurts… please touch me…” He circled her slowly, trailing one finger down her spine, over the curve of her ass, then between her spread cheeks. He pressed two thick fingers against her soaked entrance and pushed inside without warning. Valentina

She laughed when she saw the tank, the piranhas, and the three men kneeling down. Once again, I paid the owner with a case filled with cash to keep him quiet and for the use of his impressive creatures. "What do you think? " I asked Valentina as she peered into the tank. "I think this is the greatest date I've ever experienced," she said. I wasn't sure if she actually meant to call it a date. She truly doesn’t realize how incredibly beautiful she is. I grinned, and Dante had the audacity to wink at me.