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He winced in pain. “Oooh, I would not do that. That hurts, honey.” The woman jested him all the more. Persephone would come here to taunt him whenever she has the time. She likes to spend her days lazily doing nothing at the surface, being a basic bitch was her full time job. “What do you want?” “Nothing much. But I want to tell you that I might did something rather very naughty in the surface.” “You have created your sin-eaters. What is new?”

Someone who will only be used for sex. She hated herself.

I smirked at her words, running my fingers on my nape before I murmured. “They are gorgeous and I think they are seeking attention,” I said flicking my fingers across her tits, and then my face was falling to the one untouched. Brittany pushed my face slightly and swatted my hand from her bosom. “Stop acting like some man whore.” “Am I?” I asked flicking my tongue across my lips. “Don’t you know you are a pervert, a chronic one?”

Pervert. “Want a pair for you?” She taunted him, witnessing his eyes devouring her breasts with no ounce of shame. His words made him finally look upward at her face where he found her eyes were glowering at him. She looked outraged and ready to burst out at him at any moment. A sadistic urge of triggering her more ignited inside his head. After all, she never left a single chance to fuck with his mind and heart, both intentionally and unintentionally, so why not giving his little princesa a taste of her own medicine?

I'm supposed to seduce but the only thing I've done is punish myself in every way possible. “Be right there.” I bite back a cry. After breathing in for a few seconds, I start to leave. My thighs swipe, so does the jean grind the rough folds of my cunt sticking out. Raw pain jabs through my system. Too raw that I need a pack of cubes pressed to my seemingly bleeding cunt. Again, I freeze. “Oh, god.” I blink back tears. Karma is just a nasty bitch. I guess I should wrap up my seduction and go home in one piece before my pussy gets sliced off.

Jack grinned, "Look at yourself, Anne! From a garbage girl changed into a classy lady. Do you really think this is all for free?" "I do what they want! Please let me go!" Jack smiled mockingly, "Yeah! And you'll be doing that for the rest of your life. He won't let you go after what He's given you. You've made a pact and traded your life for it. So you'd better... act like a sweet girl." "Jack, I don't want any of this. It's too horrible for me," whimpered Anne with sacred as dead. "Hahaha!" Jack's laughter echoed throughout the toilet, "That's too late, honey. You're here now, with us. You're ours."

The pink rouge spreading across her cheeks and the giggle that slipped through her pursed lips gave away more information than she would’ve divulged. “I fucking knew it. I knew he had a fucking hog hiding beneath those jeans. He just looks like the type to ram you up against a wall and just go to town on you.” She twirled her short bob between her long, red nails. “Some hair pulling perhaps, definitely some choking-” “You’re actually disturbed.”

Carla did not even turn her head to look at the two of them, she fiddled around with this and that as if she could not hear or see them at all. Levy felt her hand itch to slap this man as she snatched it away and glared at him before saying, “ You … I never thought that you were this perverted!” “ I did not think either….” He said allowing her to take her hand back. “ But you bring the beast out of me.” This damn! Levy cursed in her head but she did not say anything.

she screamed out her lungs and tried to get his strong hand over her tiny waist but he didn't even budge. This pervert..... Like, comment

Pervert should be written on his forehead to warn every woman off. "She is mine, take her to my harem. Let her join the other women." Mr Peterson's voice boomed round the study room. "No!" I screamed, as I slumped unconsciously. ******* If you are enjoying this book, let me know at the review session. Feel free to share your thoughts with me.