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It seems like she's not an ordinary person. " Or else what my sweet Thea?" the man retorted to my Mom, smiling devilishly. Mom's breathing became heavy, ready to make an attack. " Are you sure you want to do that?" the man said annoyingly to my Mom while pointing his sharp dagger directly into my neck. I felt the tip of the sharped object right into my skin.

Unfortunately, I wasn't the only one enamored with this godlike man. On our wedding night, he received a phone call and never came back. I sat on the bed until dawn, not sleeping a wink. In the early morning, he came back drunk. He calmly stroked my head and said, "You know what's the most adorable thing about you? It's that you're sensible enough not to cause trouble. The Finley family needs a mistress like you." At that moment, the anger that had welled up in my heart was suddenly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

Content Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult themes including infidelity, pure sex scenes, dominance/submission, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. Recommended for 18+ audiences only. If you’re sensitive to themes of morally gray relationships or taboo dynamics, please proceed with caution. 💮Angel💮 I couldn’t sleep that night. Not after his confession. Not after those promises he made, branding themselves into my mind like fire on skin. And to worsen it, he wasn’t with me. Frustrated and restless, I kicked off the covers and made the most reckless decision of the night. I slipped out of my room and crept toward th

Please gift and comment Chapter 12 Nazy I felt wetness on my lips as I opened my eyes and looked around. I realized I was the only one in the room, was I just dreaming? A knock suddenly sounded on my door disturbing my thoughts, “I'm coming” I said to whoever it is on the door as I climb down from the bed and made my way to the door to go open it, I got to the door opened it “Good morning” He greeted “Mr Lawn” I called cause I could still remember that Vincentte told me yesterday that Lawn is his most trusted man around here,

Eight.8. I deleted the message immediately. Telling it through a text isn't right, I'll tell him to his face. The restaurant he chose was a classic one, meant for people like him. The night too was beautiful. I was putting on a long red gown with heels I managed to walk on. Courtney says red is seductive, captivating, and attractive. The dress had a wide opening at the back and a long slit that exposed my thighs. The neckline was cut so low that my boobs were almost popping out.

I turned the page and found a title that intrigued me. “The prophecy of the blood moon.” I read it out loud but I furrowed my brows when I realized that almost half of the page was torn off. I was about to read the little that was there when the door opened and Angela came in with some omegas in tow. “Good morning Lady Lea, we would like to clean up if you don’t mind.” Angela said and I looked up at her and smiled, putting the book away. “Sure, no problem. I was just leaving.” I said, getting up from the couch.

His anger tripled when he heard Riguel’s laughter from the other line. In Alejandro’s defense, Gideon needed to at least unwind. And when they said to unwind, it meant he would go pick a woman and spend his time having a happy hour. His irritation with his two best friends vanished when his eyes fell on a beautiful young girl. She was nineteen or twenty years old, perhaps. She looked innocent and frightened all at the same time. It was like she was only forced to do it; that she didn’t really like selling her body, but she just had to.

The sound of his Italian shoes and her stiletto heels echoed in the air as they kept running under the amber glow shining through few lamps on the cobalt stone streets to alleys hiding behind the broken walls when they felt the gangsters were close. Rania couldn’t believe the sudden twist fate had taken when everything was perfectly falling into its place. The thoughts of worst scenarios rushed in her mind bringing her to a halt. She pulled her hand from his grip trying to calm her mind because all of a sudden, she felt suffocated;

A thick, weathered book lay open before her, its yellowed pages vibrating slightly. She spoke in a low, melodic voice: “Estra me seish kruel. Estes ses seish kruel. Hillma re kuvena celin. Oshrma celin.” The candles flickered wildly, and the air in the room grew colder. ‘That’s black magic!’ Naila’s voice rang sharply in my mind. I stiffened. ‘How do you know that?’ ‘It’s written on the book’s spine. That’s a forbidden spellbook.’

" I kissed him for a few moments before he drove away and passed the road leading to the private community again. "Can you tell me how many siblings you have?" I inquired as I fiddled with the hem of my dress. I'm the oldest of three children. Our youngest child is a young lady. She has a strong desire to travel. My parents are unable to stop her; she is determined to learn everything. When we were young, we probably watched Dora together, and that's why she turned out like that. Gala ng Gala (The Gala of Galas) " I laughed at him, then I sat up in my chair again.