Novel & Cerita Giyus Punishment

I was falling into the deepest hell for this man and there was no going back. "Are you okay?" He asked. I suddenly remembered Santino and the punch he had received. "Oh my God! What the hell did you do to Santino?" I asked, dropping my spoon. "Santino?" L'Angelo raised a brow and glanced at me, before returning to his food. "He's going through a process called Punishment." He shrugged. "What? He's you brother, you can not do that to your-" "Cousin, not brother and besides if I don't reprimand him, my men could fall out of hand as well."

That was too much of a punishment to give to him. I hated the fact that I could not do anything to help Jennifer or even the poor soul who had lost his life. I know he had acted like a douchebag by trying to hold her even when she refused. However, Juan Carlos's punishment should have been enough or a few more beatings for touching the master's woman. These people would not do that, they would rather end life as if Blood tasted sweeter than milk. "Do you have anything to say?" "No, I don't"

"You're really stupid, huh?" "But..." I tried to argue but stopped when Giovanni kneeled between my thighs, parting my legs wider. "You won't be unable to cum until I untie your dick. That's your punishment." He groaned, pressing the tip of his cock against my crack, forcing his way inside without giving me a chance to breathe. It fucking hurt! Giovanni is going to break me from inside out. And maybe that was his plan from the get go.

He spat on Jeremiah's face and called him a monster. Jeremiah stepped backward, as though he was leaving, but instead, he quickly turned and kicked Anakiyus in the guts, sending him flying a few meters away. Then he wiped his face clean with a white handkerchief he took from his back pocket. Nas was already on the floor; they must have dealt a good deal with him before I arrived. “Let's not prolong this any further. I say we sentence them to death,” said Gina, pointing at Nas and Anakiyus.

The Galante men unceremoniously dragged Monica away. Word spread quickly afterward. In a fit of rage, Enzo personally ordered her punishment. She was the woman who had destroyed everything he possessed. Monica's hands were severed. She was dumped into the city's filthiest red light district and left to fend for herself. After that, Enzo began trying to contact me like a madman. There were no more threats and no more commands. There were only relentless apologies, pleas, and confessions soaked in regret.

“No. Please. I’m sorry. I won’t ever hurt Thalia again. Please just let me go.” I looked at him deadpan, “When I begged to be let go; when I screamed ‘No’, when I called your name to save me; no one did. And no one will now.” The guards brought in hot poker and a silver embedded whip. I grabbed the hot poker and Aiden grabbed the whip. Abuelo and Tio Valeno took a seat on the bench and growled. “Diego, you can dole out punishments that were unjust against your own daughter and MY daughter, but you can’t take punishments for yourself? How can you call yourself a man?” Abuelo said.

“Mr. Giles, I must confess that you perpetuated such a disgusting act, thereby bringing shame to yourself, to your family, and to your pack. The evidence against you is overwhelming, and now, this tribunal is adjoined to be reconvened in the next ten minutes. When we return, your punishment will be announced.” Murmurs fill the tent as everyone waits while the head official, Alpha Moore, Beta Giles, and the other representatives exit the tent, probably to discuss Bryson’s punishment. As I wait, my heart keeps pounding against my ribs, praying and hoping that Bryson gets the judgement of hell that he fucking deserves. Finally, ten minutes blur away, and the head official returns with the repre

“So…you’re not punishing me?” He looked up with a small smirk, “Do you want me to?” ”N-n-nooo?” I had surprising difficulty finding that answer. “No. I’m not going to punish you.” Gideon said finally. ”…why not? I hurt a subordinate in your territory.” He sighed and didn’t answer for a long moment. When he did, he didn’t answer directly, but instead told me a story.

She remarked bitingly, "You really do treat Caterina well, Simone. If I were your actual biological sister, I guess I could make any mistake without consequence, knowing you'd always bail me out." I furrowed my brow and said coldly, "Caterina has already spent five years being punished for her mistake. Isn't that enough, Maria? I've kept my promise to you for these five years since Caterina was the one who did you wrong and made you suffer back then.

Pietro glanced briefly toward the younger son, Francesco who simply stood beside Mufasa calmly with one hand resting on the lion’s mane with no guilt or concern or fear of what just happened to his brother…instead he just kept quiet observing everything unfolding in the hall and yes that is the Francesco everyone knows the only boy that worried Pietro the most. "I am disappointed I must say" Mr Giovanni said as he stood in front of Lorenzo "you see, for this nonsense act you both will be given the strokes of guilt, ten strokes each for not uniting as siblings and allowing your silly weaknesses overtake you both" Mr Giovanni said with a deep commanding voice. This caused several servants to i