Fifty Shades Freed の小説・ストーリー

Ayoko siyang saktan nang higit sa sinabi ko kaya sinarili ko na lang: Ayoko sa mga babaing nalulunod sa isang basong tubig lang. Iniwan ko siyang tulala at hindi na makapagsalita pa. Narealize ko na napakalaki ng pagkakaiba niya kay Frey. Nasa ibaba ng penthouse ang pinakamalaking shopping mall at Duty free at nasa dressing room mismo ng bahay ko ang lahat ng mamahaling damit, bags at sapatos, pero ni isa sa mga yon ayaw gamitin ni Frey. Nagsusuot man ng may presyo, maghapong naghahanap ng mark down items and sale.

I could feel the thick, burning heat of his release shooting deep into my core, over and over, making me twitch in total submission. We stayed like that for a few minutes, panting heavily, our bodies connected and drenched in sweat. He was right. He completely made my body cry from the sheer intensity of his lovemaking. I was ruined, utterly claimed, and I knew there was absolutely no turning back from this dark paradise he had trapped me in.

Nakita ko rin si Arnold. Nilingon ko si Vera na tahimik lamang na nakaupo sa aking tabi. Nakaramdam ako ng awa sa kan'ya. I didn't know na may ganitong attitude si Sheena. Fake lang pala ang lahat ng ipinapakita nitong sweet image sa akin. Namatay ang unang palabas. Sumunod naman ang isang video na she's having an intimate moment sa isang lesbian. 'Damn! Why on earth Sheena recorded this?'

And there he go again, staring with my smile like there's always wrong in it. "I love that smile. I wonder how were you able to hide that before... and also earlier." Nagbaba ako ng tingin. I'm not hiding my smile. I'm hiding the truth. "Halika, doon tayo sa baba. They are watching 50 Shades of Freed." Umasim ang aking reaksiyon sa sinabi niya. "I'm not watching erotica, sorry." Tumawa siya at inakbayan ako. "And I won't allow you to watch either."