Punished By His Love Novel Novels & Stories

His nostrils flare, his face so close to mine that I can feel his breath tickling me. What am I going to do now? He’s going to kill me. How could I have been so stupid? Hate is a very powerful emotion. Why did I fool myself into thinking that love could defeat it? After every sunny day, the night falls eventually. Nothing lasts forever, and my happiness was very brief. Maybe this is my punishment. My punishment for not doing what I was supposed to. For breaking the rules of the world I was born into. If I’d been a good, little mafia princess, I wouldn’t be here.

The pain corrupted in a way that I couldn't even describe how much a heart full of lamentations could unleash in this way, becoming trapped between memories and beliefs of an unshakable love. Chained to the De Angelis' grand mansion, I still have my doubts if it was Giovanni who negotiated for Stefanno not to want to marry me, that was the final nail in the coffin of my hopes of getting out of there. As punishment for causing so much discord among our own family for a love as painful as every rumbling beat of those thunders against the glass windows, for all our love is deep, strange I admit the blood runs in our veins and the womb of which we are fruits inconveniently creates connections be

“My daughter, such immoral, men have been wooed by it. It is quite disreputable act for a person like Charles to stoop so low on such forbidden pleasure. Though men speak the moral and do the immoral. You are young and sound beautiful girl, what would warrant him to despise your angelic-beautiful look and depend on these women that roam the streets of the town? Pleasures of love last a moment, but pain of love lasts a lifetime” “Mum, because of the kind of love I had for him, I shunned all the male company who were longing to share my love while living with him. But for their risky demands, I looked at their wants as lacking in taste and disreputable for a married girl to take because I was

He collapsed to his knees in agony, clutching his head, as if something was tearing him apart from the inside. I knew what it was, the punishment for breaking the rules of the world. He'd let himself feel something for a person inside the novel again. And I knew that what he said was probably true. He did love me. But his love was too selfish and too cruel.

His eyes barely registered the words on the page—his mind was far away, caught in memories of months spent punishing himself with lashes that tore into his back. Every strike had carried only one image, one reason. Erin’s face. Her face was the reason he endured the pain, the reason he welcomed it. She was the only inspiration that allowed him to accept the punishment he deserved for hurting her. And if anyone asked him why, his answer would never change—he loved her so deeply that even torture felt right if it was penance for his sins against her. He had been a fool once. But he was a fool who had fallen again for the same woman he met years ago. And now, having her once more in his arms fe

His wife whom he loved deeply and faced many humiliation from her but it was worth everything. These were like consolation prizes for him. He was surprised to become this kind of person whom he never wanted to be. “And what do you think of my love! I am controlling myself because of the one sin I did. I am losing my shit every time when you're with me and Honey trust me it is the worst punishment unlike death. You pushed me to the shore of pleasure but I returned without getting my share of pleasure. You are taking your revenge every second of my life Bravo to you…..”

Why he never trusted her and doubted her intentions. She kept telling him, screaming at him to look beyond what meets his eyes. But he never believed her! He was a fool to think blood stands anywhere above the bond of love. He hurt her so much! He punished her! Saw her getting whipped! He saw her suffering. But he did nothing to save her. Thinking she deserved it. When she never did. His love was flawed for her. He was the one who was wrong. He should be punished. Not her. She didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve any of this.

He could not even feel her love which was always so vibrant around him. “I don’t doubt your love because you’re naive. You fall for every guy who sleeps with you like a sweetheart. You’re pathetic, Ara!” Her heart sank deep into her chest. Her eyes were tired of releasing fat tears, full of despair and pity for herself. “And lastly, you were brave enough to threaten me but drill one thing in your spoiled skull carefully, Ara, that I love Alessandra. She has become my passion and I will not face death without achieving her.” Saying that, he threw her face away. He got up and held her arm to drag her into the bathroom where he tied her hands behind her back through a nylon rope—which he alway

He turned her over, straddled her and her eyes wide, believing that her mate had gone insane, tried to struggle but he pinned her hands on the bed with his, forced her legs apart with his knee. 'Adrian, what has got into you?' she wailed, her pain and hurt obvious. 'What have I done to deserve this treatment from you on our wedding night? I thought you loved me?' 'Love is a luxury that I cannot afford!' he said, his eyes bright like someone who had gone insane. 'As for what you have done, I am punishing you for what your parents did to my father. The humiliation, you brought to our pack, depriving me my father's presence and love at a very early age while you stayed in your castle being dott

The pain is written all over his face, his eyes wide with terror. I don’t move to help him. Instead, I calmly take out a cigar from my pocket, place it between my lips, and light it with the lighter I always carry. The flame flickers for a moment before catching, and I take a slow, deliberate puff. The smoke curls up into the air, mixing with the acrid smell of the acid and Sebastian’s burning flesh. I watch him suffer, each puff of my cigar a reminder of who is in control here. His screams grow weaker, his movements slower, but I don’t look away. This is his punishment. He has made his choice when he decided to hurt Emily.