Lucy Torres Clepto Novels & Stories

Her hair loose, her eyes red, sitting on a bench Lucy knew too well, the garden behind Greg’s hotel. Her voice, broken but steady, carried through the speakers: *“Lucy isn’t who you think she is. She lied. She lied to me, to all of you. She married Austin DiMarco not for love, but for protection. A contract. That’s all it was. A bargain to buy her way into power.” Lucy’s knees buckled. The words hit harder than any bullet. Her sister. Her other half. Speaking Greg’s script as if it were her own.

“I’ve brought someone with me. We need your help.” Daphne’s gaze shifts to me, and I feel the weight of her scrutiny. “And who might this young lady be?” “This is Dust,” River introduces me, his voice steady. “I believe she’s the lost Lycan princess.” The old woman's brows raise in surprise, and I can see the flicker of recognition in her eyes. “The lost princess? Come closer, child…. Do you bear the lycan mark?” I step forward hesitantly, my heart racing as I reveal the mark on my hip. The moment the sunlight hits it, it seems to glow, and I feel a surge of energy coursing through me. Daphne leans in, her gaze intense as she examines the mark closely.

"There's something wrong with the autopsy report! Nigel Taylor bribed the forensic doctor beforehand and forged it! This is the actual report that we'd just requested from the Chief Inspector himself!" I quickly opened up the report and saw that the estimated time of death was actually 12:20 am. Yes! This was the correct timing this time! There was also a voice recording of Nigel making a private deal with the forensic doctor that sealed the deal. When the forensic doctor saw that the scheme had been exposed, he confessed immediately. Nigel paled at once as cold beads of sweat formed on his forehead. "And that red Ferrari! I've hired all the private investigators in the city to find it, and

Every single guard, servant, chef, Ace, Tyler, Violet and Iris were standing in a line in the hall in front of him with their lowered heads. He was beyond angry at that moment because all he got information about Isabella was nothing. His guards and secret spies couldn't find anything and he was sure by now that someone had helped her skillfully because she is too innocent for his twisted ways. She couldn't even think which way he will use to find her and he was sure the person who had helped her knows everything from so close. The footages of the streets and area around his mansion were also either deleted or corrupted and it can't be possible for all the footages to be corrupt together but

“Stay the night with me, Lucien. Go tomorrow. I promise I won’t cry or cling to you.” He shuts his eyes, turning his face away. When he opens them again, he shakes his head. “You’re not being fair, Maya. You’re supposed to play fair.” I tutt. “That’s not something Lucien Moretti would say, you know. He’d say—study your prey. Use their weakness. Make them yours. That’s how you got me in Barcelona. You knew a weakness of mine I didn’t know existed.”

Fynn offered our help and she looked relieved to have us there. We spent the day helping them sort out classrooms and teachings and by early evening we were slowly making our way back to the castle. My father was standing near the entrance waiting for us, and he took my hand in his as we walked in. “I’m sorry.” He looked so sad as he said it, and he didn’t have to say any more than that. I knew why he was apologizing, and I swung my arms around his neck, giving him the tightest hug I could. When I let him go, he gripped my hand and my heart stopped when his eyes flashed from my empty hand to my eyes. “Where is your ring?” Fuck! Dammit! Fuck! I couldn’t think! How was I going to explain? “Vik

And today this drama? What if she’s just trying to trick him? “You don’t seem to believe anything I’m saying do you? Fine then, have a look at this” Lucy lifted a side of the mattress and brought out a smart phone “who’s phone is this?” “Where did you get it?” Collins grabbed the phone out of Lucy’s hand and asked sternly “Your security man left it here last night. But see, I didn’t even make any attempt to call anyone. Because I’ve come to realize those people doesn’t want me in their family as you said.” Lucy explained calmly

“Yeah, I'm sure she's playing hard to get with the information–!” “Let's see…” When the two detectives worked on both her holes for about fifty seconds, she howled with violently orgasm that nearly knocked her brains out. Lucy panted, trying to catch her lost breath while the two detective's firm fingers worked on her holes. In between another orgasms, she yelled, “Someone hired me to steal the money. His name is David. He blackmailed that he would kill me if I sold him out.” “What else do you know?” asked Rachael, suddenly pressing her knuckles inside her now rimmed p*ssy.

Upon arrival, she knocked and swung the door open after hearing his cold response, "Come in." "Sir, here is the—" Lucy started Alex cut off, "How were you able to get our presentation leaked to the other company?" he asked, looking straight at her with a scornful expression. Hearing this, Lucy's heart sank. The folders slipped from her hands as she remained still for several seconds, trying to gather a response. "Have you suddenly gone dumb?" Alex yelled. "Start speaking!" "Sir, I can explain," Lucy eventually responded, her voice trembling. Lucy narrated everything to Alex, emphasizing that Mr. Peter Tate had reached out to her directly with an offer, using Mr. Vincent as his middleman to a

Trevor’s face was flushed, his glasses askew, caught between fury and shame. “I didn’t do it!” Trevor shouted, fists clenched. “I would never—” Lucy hurled a folder at him with theatrical flair. “The emails came from your personal computer. Your account. What more do you need?” The moment she saw me, her expression flipped to faux-concern. “Anna! Thank goodness. This has been such a… difficult discovery.” “Stop.” My voice cut through the room like glass. I had no patience for her performance. Lucy blinked but pressed on, her tone still honeyed. “Trevor Torres has been stealing Phoenix’s research data. The technical team found the proof on his computer.”