Novel & Cerita Prisoner Of My Desire Audiobook

I worked my ass off before gathering all these assets and I don't like to wake up one day and find out that someone has ruined it. She wants to be drilled like a whore every day and night, right? Then I will give her what she wants. I will get her, turn her into one of my sex slaves, and torture her till my heart contents. I will show her who is the boss here. The door beeped and I needed no one to tell me it was one of my men. I guessed right. Zico walked in with a brown paper, and I cleared my throat, ready to hear the information that I demanded.

“You can leave now.” “Eat. Please,” he encourages. He sounds on the brink of desperation, so obviously worried about my condition. “You not eating is why you’re sleeping so often.” I roll back over, meeting his gaze. “I’m a prisoner here, Ark.” He blinks, not liking the term prisoner, but he knows that is what I may as well be. My charge: being related to an allegedly despicable man. “This will be over soon.” I sit up, taking him by surprise. I'm suddenly overwhelmed with a flurry of frustration, brought on by my sudden awareness of my enclosure. I've managed to avoid the thought of these four grey walls closing in on me so far, but now, it seems impossible to avoid.

The echo of each step sounded like a metronome counting down something terrible. Her ‘boys’ closed around her like faithful dogs. When the last silhouette slipped through the doorway and the echo faded, the warehouse swallowed every sound except the drum of my own blood in my ears, the rasp of every breath. I pressed my head back into the concrete pillar I was tied to and let the fury burn hot and bright. I’d failed Vienna, failed Oliver. But one thing was certain: Desiree had just declared war. And I would not lie down. They didn’t waste any time. After Desiree left, her boys settled into the warehouse like predators that had found a favored den.

He lifted my hands and pushed them over my head, pinning me against the cold metal door of my prison. "You know, I just love it when the girls pretend to be pure and innocent." But I wasn't pretending. I trembled again, reacting to every tease and touch from him. Before long, I was wet again from his caresses. A voice inside me was telling me to give in to my desires. I was afraid, but I really enjoyed it. I was torn between my fear for him and my submission to desire.

I AM NOT SURE that you can hear me. I am not sure if you are still near to me, somewhere in the dark. I am not even sure that you are still alive. Last night, I heard you sobbing. The night before, I heard you scream when they came for you. Perhaps it was your screams, later on, that were punctuated by my own. Perhaps you cannot hear me, perhaps you will not comprehend the words that I am using. Perhaps you are not there at all. Still, I will continue to shout out my confession, to you and to the One God, as long as my voice persists. Would that I could write, but there is no vellum, no ink, no light. My arms are chained to the prison wall, spread above me. It is futile, futile. But, perhaps

Never felt this desperate to have someone, to break through their walls, to make them want me the way I wanted them—to let me suck him dry, to bend over for him anytime, anywhere. And I had two days until I saw him again. Two days to plan, to prepare, to figure out how to make Professor Romans lose that infuriating control. I reached for my Book of Forbidden Desires and started writing.

A heard an angered growl escaped from his mouth and did not dare to look at his eyes yet. It would be surely darkened with a deep trace of intending murder. I could only notice his frame stroll outside the cell and then the gate was locked from the outside again. Then he said the last thing that I wasn't expecting, "Your desire to fvck is high, Senorita. I can give you everything you want. I'll fvck you till your pvssy becomes mine and mine alone" How can he say such weird things like a perverted psycho and be calm about it?

I bit my lower lip while hearing nothing but the truth. ‘This was why I was scared. I don’t want to hear these words from people I treated like family.’ It was so painful that they could discard me like a used tissue just because I was broken. “Didn’t you hear what happened to her and Mikhail? They broke up and…” I could not hear anything after that. Wondering why I could not hear what they were saying, I looked up. Mr. Adam’s handsome face shone on me. But it wasn’t his face that completely stunned me. It was his hands. Right now, Mr. Adam was covering my ears with both hands.

Sorte, and surely Reva was asked to keep them in the staff room. "No, no, I can't go inside." "Relax; she isn't inside. I saw her sweet talk with Prof. Shinde. We will go inside and silently keep these books on her desk and head toward the canteen. There are only 5 minutes left to start break, and I'm already hungry." "Have you collected my book as well?" "Yeah, I did."

I became deaf to all the bullet sounds, my heart was beating louder than them anyway. “I don’t have any choice but to be yours. My body melts at the sound of your voice and my heart go crazy at your touch. It’s out of my control but I can’t help but be yours. Just the thought of me being yours wakes every cell in me. Take me whoever you want, I am ready to serve you,” I confessed shamelessly My mouth haven’t rested from the last sentence when a deep groan of “Fuck” left his throat and he claimed my lips