Hard Hitting Questions Novels & Stories

I was only getting started. Hauling back again, I hit him with a left hook, followed by a right jab and then another. I hit him several more times, blood flying up and sprinkling my men that were standing nearby. None of them even flinched. "Please!" Derek cried. "What do you want? I'll do it!" I stopped. "Good," I said. "That's what I wanted to hear. Now, I'll ask the questions, and you'll answer them. Got it?"

"But I was kept quiet because he didn't interfere in my business but today you guys crossed the limit." Hardik is trembling and groaning in pain as Aaron's every slap hits him so hard. Hardik falls to his knees when everything is beyond his tolerance. "You can’t fall like this, you bastard! How dare you lay your finger on my son? " While saying this, Aaron hits his head hard on Hardik's head, making Hardik groan in pain. "I suspected you long ago, but I didn't have valid proof, so I paused and even let your brother live peacefully."

“Is it your first time?” I open my mouth… but another hard thrust forces it shut again. He pulls back, then drives into me once more, the wet slap of his hips against my ass echoing through the room. I bite my lip until it bleeds, trying not to moan. Only a gasp escapes me. His free hand cracks across my ass so hard the sting makes me jerk forward. “I asked you a question, princess. Is it your first time taking a real dick?” I swallow hard, fighting not to say a word.

I yelled at him. Immediately the man kneeling in front of me slapped me right across the cheeks, "You won't ask any questions, do you get it?" He barked loudly. Tears welled up in my eyes as I held my cheeks, just how miserable could my fate be? "When I ask you a question, I demand an answer, understand?" The man added, grabbing my jaw. "Yes" my voice squeaked as he released me harshly, causing my head to hit the wall. What is happening?

“Hey- “he complained as he dodged the bag from hitting his head but was a bit late from dodging Harley when she lunged herself at him. “You- “she hit his arms. “Told” Hit. “Your.” Hit. “Evil.” Hit. “Step.” Hit. “Mother.” Hit. “That.” Hit. “I” Hit. “Was” Hit. “Drunk.” Hit. She stopped hitting his hands and glared down at him, his face was up in a smirk as he stared back at her. The idiot didn’t even bother to block. “Violent Red is one character I want to see all the time.” He remarked.

“Yep. OK. You’re right. I won’t go into details, but if I’m doing something that may get me hurt, I’ll tell you that. Then you’ll get yourself to Mirrie or a meeting. Deal?” “Yes.” “Any other questions about King’s Men?” “Just one.” “Shoot.” At the look on her face, he laughed. “Sorry. Poor choice of words.” “Yeah, you’d better be sorry.” She glared at him. “Anyway. My question was, why are they called King’s Men when you have women in the group?”

"You must be out of your mind! are you here to insult me? are you insane?" Rubbing her cheeks she responded in trembles "I'm so sorry sir I didn't mean that. Forgive me." "No you would never mean anything. Not in your life time. You want me to have my child via IVF? Was that how your mother had you? Is that how your mates have their children? Is that how your peasant sister and her peasant husband had those peasant children of theirs? You are just so Shameless!"

He had held me too tightly. Using all my strength, I slapped him hard on his face, but he barely reacted, as if I hadn’t just hit him. I flexed my hand, trying to relieve the pain, because that shit hurts a lot. Is his face made out of granite? What the fuck was that, Richard? Why did you do that?" He didn’t answer me. He just looked at me, trying to control his breathing. "For goddess' sake, Richard. I am talking to you. Why the fuck did you do that?"

But now, someone completely ignored the rules and slapped him directly? This was not something acceptable! Linus immediately raised his head in anger and stared at Harvey. "Darn you! How dare you hit me? Do you have a death wish?" Slap! Harvey did not waste his time and replied. "So what if I hit you?" Slap! "Is your skin thick? Will it hurt my hand?" Slap!

Wow, her mom actually initiated the questioning this time. Christan glanced at Alena first, before looking at her dad. Since it’s her mom who asked, he decided to direct his answers to her, looking at the others from time to time. Alena feels embarrassed. She’s not sure she wanted to hear his words about her. It doesn’t feel real. Alice was grinning like a Cheshire cat. She could already see her teasing her endlessly later. “That’s so cute.” Alice couldn’t help saying. Since Alena mentioned to him that her parents are kind of conservative, Christan omitted certain parts from his answers.