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Jeniva puffed the smoke of her cigarette into her face again and laughed hysterically “did I go through all these efforts just to come here and untie you?” She inquired and bursted into laughter again. She was acting evil and her eyes were emitting fierce bitterness and hatred. She(Isabella) was scared. She tried to unite herself, putting all her efforts to it but Jeniva came closer and said “how about I help you” And slashed her cheeks with a knife. She screamed and shivered. Blood was gushing and that instant,she knew evil was about to befall her.

Aneira cried out pitifully, tears pooled in her eyes, and they began to stream down her eyes profusely while she thrashed in his arms. Even without thinking, Farrell knew that the person who had planned such a despicable thing had purposely used an overdose of aphrodisiac. It can be seen how wicked the person was. Clearly, they wanted to ruin Valencia’s reputation. Unfortunately, this silly woman was the one to fall into the trap. “Boss, the waitress has been found.” A guard of the Cirillo family suddenly articulated before anyone could snap out of shock. Immediately, a stern-faced female guard in black took a step forward and threw the waitress who had just delivered the drink filled with a

It was weird to watch a tomboy play silly and sweet, just like watching the lunatic to play rich and handsome. "Eva has been working very hard. She didn't want to be involved in any hidden rules. So she was banished from the entertainment industry by the agency. She had no choice but to play in trivial roles," Seeing that he didn't say a word, Hazel continued. "Didn't she hook up with Vinton? She will become famous soon." A mocking smile tugged at the corners of Jim's mouth. 'There's no purity in this big dying tank of the entertainment circle, ' he thought. This trivial role player just didn't want to be the mistress of old and rich guy. Now that she met a young and handsome rich guy, would

These bastards worship only one thing: money. I stepped into the elevator, ready to vanish from this corporate circus, only to find Valentina already inside. And just great—the walking virgin killer locked eyes with me, giving me another one of her sinful, come-fuck-me looks. She immediately latched onto my right arm, nestling herself between her boobs. Soft. Like a pillow made of temptation. But I held my composure. I wasn’t going to let some human woman throw me off. I’m a demon, not a desperate fool.

I laugh as she straddles me, struggling with my zipper before pulling it all down, boxers and all, exposing the length of me, hard and twitching. Knowing she has me right where she wants me, she reaches down and grabs me, squeezing as she pumps her hand up and down, telling me about all the evil little things she has planned for Lily, knowing my anger fuels our passion. I place my hand under her skirt, moving her thong out of the way so that I can tease her opening, cursing her as my finger enters her and she moans. “She will never be enough for you, Atticus,” Evie hisses between moans. “She will never give you what you need. If she saw this side of you, she’d hate you. She’d never let you n

Valerie Said and smirked. She walked towards her bed and climbed on it she hovered over Psalm and claimed her lips kissing her madly. Valerie is a bisexual she does both boys and girls. Psalm also kissed her back, Valerie took her hand underneath Psalm skirt shifted her panties to one side and slid three fingers into Psalm p**sy. Psalm broke the kiss and let out a loud moan as Valerie started fingering her. Psalm easily tore off Valerie's tank top her two big breasts bounced out.

Emilia, the sexy and gorgeous elite girl who had always had an eye for me. I hadn’t meant for things to go so far with her. She had been there, always willing to give herself to me. And I stupidly let myself fall into that trap. Emilia had been nothing more than a distraction, a way to numb the guilt I felt every time I looked at Eve. But I was too stupid to think about the consequences. Too stupid and selfish to think about how much it would hurt Eve to witness me cheating on her right in her face and letting my mistress mistreat her.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

"Right. My mistake." I down my drink. Order another. The bartender's definitely judging me now. I don't care. "My boyfriend just proposed," I say. "To someone else. With a ring I found in his apartment. While I was photographing it. For money I desperately need." Kai blinks. "Fuck." "Yeah." "That's..." "The worst thing you've ever heard?" "I was going to say impressively terrible." I laugh. It comes out wrong. Half sob. "I win."