Lidah Terasa Kasar Mga Nobela at Kwento

“He loves me, and he would never hurt me the way you do!” Leo’s jaw clenched, and he slammed his fist onto the table. “He doesn’t deserve you!” he shouted, his voice echoing through the room. He stood abruptly, pacing back and forth. “You’re mine, Olivia,” he mumbled. “You will be mine.” Olivia’s heart raced as she watched Leo’s madness. She had to find a way out of this nightmare, but her options were limited. The ropes were too tight to slip free, and Leo was too unpredictable to be reasoned with.

"Do you... want to die?" Caspian spat out a sentence lightly. Caspian thought, “I couldn't be bothered to talk to you in the restaurant a few days ago. However, don't blame me for being rude if you continue to go too far.” "You!" Lidas Holly clenched her fists, and the anger in her eyes grew stronger. But just as she was about to speak again, she suddenly felt that her brain seemed to be stabbed by a steel needle. Suddenly, she gasped in pain, covered her head, and squatted down.

"What's the matter, Miss drama, what do you mean?" Haziya was forced to tell them everything, when Lidya demanded an explanation. His mother and father also listened intently. "Did he hurt you?" "No dad." "He slapped you?" "No mom." "He hurt you with words, right?" guessed Lidya very annoyed with Vina's attitude. Having snatched her sister's husband wasn't even enough, she dared to meet and threaten Haziya. If he met Vina, he was willing to track her down and teach her a lesson. Lidya is different from Haziya who has a gentle nature. Lidya is more similar in personality to Miska.

Elara once again tries to breathe, but she only feels her throat burning. Elera tries again, this time her body reacting on instinct, air rushed suddenly into her body. It hit her lungs too fast; it was too cold, also. The air feels very sharp. She tries to cough it up, but she can barely do that. The sound could barely escape her dry and broken lips. Her chest rose unevenly, and the air felt like a foreign substance that was not supposed to be there.

I hovered right there again, thighs quaking, breath coming in ragged sobs, when the mouth on my pussy slowed to lazy, savoring licks…denying the edge once more. Jake’s voice cut through the haze, rough and dark. “You taste so fucking good, Idia. But we’re nowhere near done with you yet.” The mouth between my legs pulled away just long enough for me to feel the loss like a physical ache, cool air rushing over slick, swollen skin. I whimpered without meaning to, hips chasing nothing, thighs trembling against the hands that still held me open.

He muttered a low, rapid string of words under his breath in a completely foreign, melodic, yet cutting language: *"Un mucchio di idioti che rendono le cose più difficili del solito." ~ A bunch of idiots making everything harder than usual. A sudden, violent shiver shot straight down my spine, so intense it made the hairs on my arms stand up. My eyes instantly lit up, my lips parting in a small, genuine gasp. I had never heard him speak another language before. The syllables rolled off his tongue with a terrifyingly smooth, authoritative cadence, but what truly caught me off guard was the pitch. The foreign words seemed to drag his already deep voice into an even lower, raspy register, a pri

Adea tried to shout, but the pressure against her chest caused it to come out hoarse and raspy. “You listen to me and you listen well!” Lyda hissed through clenched teeth. “What I do with my life is none of your concern. I don’t care that you’re weak, nor do I care that you’re a frightened little child!” “Lyda,” Adea gasped and winced in pain. As she berated her, Lyda continued to apply so much force to her chest that it was becoming difficult to breathe. “Please, you’re hurting me!”

Lelia said sternly “Lelia you can tell me anything you want. I won't tell you anything. If you find peace by insulting me, then do as much as you want. I will not stop you. I just want to ask you to talk to me like before. Hearing your harsh voice breaks my heart. I am willing to tolerate everything but I can't tolerate your rude behavior. I beg you to talk to me like before” Liam said in a painful tone.

Cplasshh! "Shaming the family!" Cplasshh!! "How did you become like this, Aiden!" Cplassh!! "Who taught you to be like this!!!" Cplasshh!!! "Hahh..Hahh...Hahh...Hahh..." Gito panted, releasing all his emotions. "Akhhh....! Uhuk uhuk uhuk!" Aiden's voice finally came out after being whipped several times. He fell to the floor, his cheek touching the ground, his breath raspy just like Gito's. Gito continued his activity. Cplashh!.... Cplashh!.... Splash! Splash! Cplassh!!! Gito showered Aiden with lashes. Suddenly, someone barged into the whipping.

I was confused because my heart was a little racy like I’d committed some crime. ~~~~ AN: Saïda is smooth in her ways 😂 Your thoughts? Please like ❤