Mammon Obey Me の小説・ストーリー

" That's not what I meant..." " I can make you filthy rich, not caring about financial resources anymore your whole life... I am already bored with Molly and I would like a new play toy in my boring life." He continued. He keeps hurting my pride, why is money ruining people's minds. Why do I have to listen to him belittling me like that? -" I don't give a damn about your money, you can find..." -" No I can't, you are the type that is rare to find and I guess I am sexually attracted to you." He interrupted me closing the distance between us.

I got the French tips, Anna got the ombre,mom also got the French tip, and Lisa got the chrome. “ Don't you think it's time Lisa got her ears pierced?”. Mom voiced out. “ Yeah, that's a great idea, but it's up to Lisa”. “ I really want to get my ears pierced”. Lisa said excitedly

She couldn't speak for fear that her voice would betray her and she'd break down crying. “Is this why you're leaving your mom over such a trivial matter?” Maria asked loudly, “If you'd just listen and come home to discuss things, would your mom need to go through this?” There it was again, the expectation to obey... “And look at you, making a mountain out of a molehill. We'll compensate your grandmother. As long as her demands aren't outrageous, we'll pay,” Crystal’s mom said sternly, “Don't act as if we're out to get you and take it out on your mom! How could you?”

I watched the liquid slide into her and liked the way it made her eyelids flutter. “Listen to me carefully,” I said, leaning in. My voice was a promise and a threat. “You are good at what you do. But you are better when you have someone watching your back. You are better when your enemies learn to fear not just your hands but your name. Work with me and I will make sure everyone knows who Amara Medici is.” She looked at me then, eyes steady for the first time. There was defiance in them and an ember that warmed something deep and dark inside me. She would change this world in the way I wanted. She would learn loyalty. She would learn to trust me.

"Julia, you have two options before you. You must have heard about me right? I auction those who can't pay me and different big wings are going to be present. Once you are sold to any, they are free to use you for anything they please. But I am giving you a chance. The first option is… "You follow me to my mansion and be my mistress. Following me to occasions and pleasing me. I can guarantee you a life full of luxury. The second is you will be auction at the one holding next week. So which do you choose?" He asked. Julia almost threw up merely looking at papi pot belly.

I slammed my hands on the table, my voice low and growling, my eyes becoming black. "Yes, Boss," Thalia bowed and exited, my mother staring after her until she followed. I blinked, gradually regaining my composure, wiping my face with the back of my hand. My Boss aura had surfaced, nearly consuming me. When I commanded with my Boss voice, Thalia had no choice but to obey. My mother, being a witch, was capable of resisting it, but that didn't ease my frustration. "Caspian." Vincent’s voice echoed in my mind, and I focused on him.

“Don’t listen to anyone but me, pretty. Who’s your Dom?” “You,” I breathed. “Who’s your master?” “You.” “Good.” His tone was soft, dangerous. “Only me. Only I get to touch you like this, Only I get to put a collar on your neck. Only I get to put you on a leash. Be a good boy and don't listen to anyone else but me.” He paused and stared at me possessively before giving my neck a few soft bites. “If it's night time and I'm not back, don't let it bother you, I'll always come back, late or not. Do you understand?”

I’ve always believed all the women were after my money and protection, if I can give my money and name to them, it means they’ve gotten my protection so there’s was no need pleasuring them. Not like I was ignorant about foreplay, I just hated that I had to do it, I never tried. Right now I was about breaking those rules for this woman and I don’t even know her name. “Daddy” she said that name again, her voice barely a whisper. “Please can you touch me?” She was begging ? She was begging to be touched by me. That was all I needed. It’s only going to be for tonight after this night I’m never gonna see her again.

Asmodeus: "To eternal mischief and merriment! Cheers, Mammon!" Mammon: "Cheers, Asmo!" After a good laugh Mammon turned to a more serious matter. Mammon's voice cut through the silence, laced with a hint of urgency, "Asmodeus, I've been waiting for this moment. It's time to reclaim what is rightfully yours. You cannot simply relinquish your powers and your claim to the throne of Hell." Asmodeus met Mammon's gaze, his eyes reflecting a newfound sense of purpose. "I have made my decision, Mammon. I yearn to experience life as a mortal, to feel the fleeting beauty and the rawness of human existence.

The display of raw power was both terrifying and surprising, reminding us all of Noah's position as the leader Blackmoon pack. "Who the hell do you think you are, questioning me?" Noah's voice echoed with a commanding force. "I am your alpha, and you are obligated to obey my every order until the day you die. Do you understand, you worthless punk?" Jerald's face burned with a mix of humiliation and fury. His body trembled involuntarily, succumbing to the overwhelming weight of Noah's alpha prowess. It was a stark reminder of the inherent hierarchy embedded within werewolf society—the unwavering obedience expected from those beneath the alpha's mantle.