Novel & Cerita Empire Of Sin Book

"Take it all. Just keep going." I leaned down close to his ear. "I always finish what I start," I whispered, moving my hand faster around his shaft . I felt his whole body tighten beneath me as he held my waist tight. The red light in the room made everything feel warm and hidden from the rest of the club. I had him right where I wanted him, ready to spend all his money and leave a big tip. Then the door flew open. The wood hit the wall with a loud bang. The bright light from the hallway cut straight into the dark room. I turned my head towards the door, my heart beating hard in my chest.

5 Valen Sin has a flavor, and in my family, we drink it like fine wine. The Moon Goddess clearly had us as her favorites, because if she truly punished the wicked, my father’s throne would be a pile of ash. Why else would a man who dominated both the human and werewolf worlds be invading a small pack? I could taste that sin now, mixed with the copper of my own blood and the stagnant scent of wet earth. ”Focus!” My trainer shouted from the boundary line.

She played with her fingers in her lap, her eyes refusing to meet mine. "My name is Emerald and I'm the the Princess of Wales." She said. My hands curled under her chin and I lifted her face to meet mine. "Wow, your name effectively captures your beauty." I told her. A tinge of pink rushes to her cheek, "Thank you." She says. "The way it matches the colour of your eyes, your jet black hair, pale skin and the most tempting cherry red lips I've ever seen." I continue. She blushes harder this time too shy to say a word.

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

The organ let out a discordant chord as her hips bucked. I finger-fucked her faster, tongue lashing her clit relentlessly until she came with a high, keening cry that sounded like a hymn gone filthy. Her juices squirted lightly onto my tongue, and I drank every drop. But I wasn’t done. I stood, freeing my thick, throbbing cock. Emily’s eyes widened at the sight. “It’s so big…” she whispered. “You’re going to take every inch, little choir girl. This is your first sin, and it’s going to ruin you for anyone else.”

“This letter was given to me in confidence years ago. I was told to keep it until the right person came seeking the truth.” My hands shook as I took it. The paper smelled of age and dust, the ink faded but still legible. I unfolded it carefully. The handwriting was strong, slanted — the old Don’s. My son, If you are reading this, then I am gone and the shadows have won. The enemy is within our own blood: Ricardo Cortez. He smiles while sharpening the knife. He has poisoned my closest allies and framed an innocent man — Simone Ginne — for crimes he committed himself. Trust no one completely. Not even family. When you grow into your power, remember this: the throne is built on blood, but it ca

“I built this business empire from nothing and now you will inherit it! You will learn and study all our ledgers, business contacts, and you will stop embarrassing me with your wild nights and reckless hunts for pleasure!” “Embarrassing you?” ‎I laugh bitterly. “That’s rich coming from the man who sold my cousin last month to that weakling lord just to secure one shipping route. All you care about is yourself and your business, but I won't be your next pawn. I would rather burn all the warehouses myself than let you control my life!” “You will do as I say Ambrosia!” His fist crashes down on the desk, cracking the wood. “You will obey me or I will stop you from roaming the lower districts at

“It’s not that. I am just concerned about the management. Will they allow us? Won’t they get mad for that?” “No, don’t worry. Loosen up, Eli. It’s just one night.” So, a few nights later, I found myself standing outside The Ember, which is one of the hottest clubs in the Bricktown. The bright lights shone in every direction, the pulsing beat of the music vibrating through my chest even before I stepped inside. I was dressed casually, just jeans and a backless top, but it still felt like I was entering another world. A world where people were free, where they could dance and laugh without the weight of their pasts on their shoulders.

Before I can stop myself, my head turns of their own accord, making the kiss land on my cheek instead of my lips. I take a deep breath, reminding myself that I also let Leonardo, my brother's murderer touch me, and even enjoyed it. Hell, the past two days, I have woken up quite a few times with my panties soaked from dreaming about Leonardo. This morning, I had woken up with my legs spread and my fingers between my legs. I had kicked off my panties some time in the night during my wet dream. Luckily, I always keep my door locked while sleeping. Otherwise, I won't know how to explain to my parents the reason my gown is pulled to my waist, with panties gone as I touch myself. Sometimes, while

The cafe smelled like warm milk and lemon peel. The morning came slow, soft, and steady. Elara moved with hands that knew small rhythms. She tamped espresso, wiped a counter, folded a napkin. The boat bells called from the harbor. Life here had a pace that soothed and scared her at once. A woman with paint-stained fingers sat at the corner table and read a book. An old man argued softly with the radio about weather. They were small things that made the world honest. Elara liked that. It felt like a place where a person could be plain and not be hunted.