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He was met by his kind smile as Kaylus watched him attentively. "I was watching you." Kaylus looked at him, his eyebrows scrunched on his forehead. "But how? There's no one here though?," he murmured, his eyebrows furrowing further. "Oh! But I did felt some strange tingle on my nape, sire. Like—, like someone was watching me..." His Master chuckled as he clapped his hand once. An object materialized on his right palm. He held it close enough for Kaylus to see. It was a handheld mirror, with gold coating on it's handle and rim.

My eyes got bigger and my heart begins to beat faster. I let go of his grip and took my hand away from him. He gave me a confusing look. "Why?" he asked me. "Don't touch my hand," I told him with a frown. "Why wouldn't touch your hand? Is it dirty?" "You can't do it..." I complained. He rolled his eyes and said, "You're my girlfriend now and I'm your boyfriend too. And it's normal to hold your hands every time we're walking. It's normal for lovers. Isn't that what lovers do? You probably know that and it's not new to you," Dark Louiz explained to me.

Have you thought about my reputation? My chest felt so clogged that I had to bite my lip hard before I barely managed to hold back tears. Reputation. It was reputation again. In my previous life, for the sake of his damned reputation, I swallowed all my humiliation and did not divorce. But when my daughter-in-law married into the family, they locked me in the house. They treated Caleb, an outsider, as his father. My son called him Dad with a beaming face. I was locked in the basement, screaming myself hoarse, nearly dying of respiratory alkalosis.

Karma let out a chuckle before following his brother which became impossible when a hand grabbed her arms. "You two have been going against me lately. I'm sure I made it clear that we cannot afford to stain our name right now. Karma, do you even understand what I'm saying?" Brandon says firmly which made Karma bit her lip. "I do. And I'm sure too that you've been talking a lot. Let's see if you can still run that mouth of yours once I get the power you failed to achieve", and in a blink, she blended into the thin air.

My body shivering at the touch, only for a new wave of heat to enter my body. Another loud smack. My body now breathing much slower as I move to continue counting. “8… 84, Kyrios (Master).” SMACK. “8…. 85, Kyrios (Master)” my body now on literal fire as I finally finish my counting. The sound of clattering soon filling the air as sweet voices move to praise me. My men each moving to remove something from along my body. One working on removing the nipple clamps that had been given to me while another worked on removing the vibrating clip from along my swollen clit.

said the red stone soul, "I know that... I want the red stone no matter what, there is another way to get the red stone...!!" he was confident while talking about the other way, suddenly he grabbed Myra leaping and in no time he held her neck, clenching his grip harder, even harder than even being unconscious she started quivering and was suffocating, He was not in good condition though, touching the red goddess without her consent, his hand was burning in the red flame as the drops of his flesh began to fall from his hand, but he didn't loosen his grip, he clenched it even more, he was burnt till his forearm,

Kai’s first full thrust was deliberate and deep, the thick head of his cock dragging along my g-spot before slamming against my cervix. The sudden, overwhelming fullness after all the teasing ripped a raw scream from my throat. My bound arms strained against the ropes, wrists rubbing raw as I arched violently under him. My tits bounced with the force of it, nipples still throbbing and dark from his earlier abuse, and he immediately caught them again, one in each hand, pinching and twisting as he set a slow, punishing rhythm.

*Stab* *grip* To be accurate, there are three people present. Another person is holding the sword behind the hapless intelligent woman, aiming to stab Ravyn along with her. However, the sword misses its target and thrusts into the ground instead. Without wasting any time, Ravyn grabs hold of the attacker's hand that grips the hilt of the sword, preventing them from pulling it out. The force behind Ravyn's grip, covered in a fluctuating gray aura, is so powerful that the opponent cannot move her arm. But then the purple-haired girl quickly withdrew her hand. *Schhhh...* *Clang!*

In one swift motion, I leaped onto the beast’s back, my claws sinking deep into its dark scales. The creature bucked and twisted, trying to shake me off, but I held on tight. My fingers gripped its neck like a vise, and I called upon the full power of the Moon’s Fury. I could feel the Luna energy surge through me, increasing my strength tenfold. With a swift, decisive jerk, I snapped the Gromar’s neck, ending the battle in an instant.

The logical part of my brain, which hadn't shut down yet–raised alarm–warning me to stop before it went too far. I wanted to listen to the warning but, I couldn't. All these foreign emotions were clouding my brain and channeled my focus to the pleasure coursing through my body. His grinding became urgent and the pressure was building up within me. I felt like something was out of reach and just when I was about to reach it–his mobile blared. "Fuck!" He cursed and I let out a whimper when I lost contact. "I need to take this," he hissed when he saw the caller ID.