Sander Sides Virgil Novels & Stories

Wilker se aproximou dele, levantou-lhe a cara, pegou num espelho e colocou-o à frente dos seus olhos. Enquanto isso Wilker lia o meu diário, fazendo chacota de tudo. A seguir, agarrou Sander por trás e colocou o espelho à frente dos dois, esperando que Sander brigasse com ele. Diante da falta de reação de Sander, Wilker começou a atingi-lo com vários golpes. Sander não se defendia, por isso Wilker mandou os colegas segurarem os seus braços e atingiu-o com vários socos a cada leitura que fazia do meu diário.

What is Sander doing here and with that Damien of a guy, did they knew each other since. But Sander's next words made me felt like I have been dipped in ice. "How was life with you mate? Didn't go well huh" he was literally grinning from ear to ear. He stopped above me pulling me up by my long hair, staring at me coldly. "Lilac, Lilac Lilac, did you really thought that I would leave you alone with that rogue alpha?" I shivered...if I thought Sander was an animal before, now he look ruthless and vicious like he could just waste my life any instant.

People ran away from the name of Bonkers and here Sandro was forcing Viso upon himself. Viso sighed and made a cross-sign to his chest After sanitising his hands. "Rest in peace, Sandro Rest in peace!" He said and vowed to kill that son of a bitch, Sandro Moretti!

He even had dangerous friendships. -Come on, I have a nice surprise for you, I didn't touch them as you asked me so that you can taste the virgin meat so that we can do it later. Since you paved the way, we'll have as much fun as possible- Sander indicated and walked ahead of them until he entered the warehouse.

‎A loud cry filled the room as ‎Aurelia's orgasm descended on her ‎hard, tearing through her body and ‎sending her body spasming against Lucian's body. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"Madonna Santa" Lucian cursed in ‎italian. ‎"You are fucking made for me" ‎Lucian growled as she squirted onto ‎his hands ‎

Evelyn, still chuckling, replied, "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice that you've been saved not once but twice by a man named Alexander. I just couldn't resist making the connection." Sophia shook her head, joining in the laughter. "That was just my luck." Sandro, who had been casually walking alongside them, decided to join the banter. "I'm actually half Italian, so my name is spelled with two S's. That way, it'll be easier for you to distinguish between us." Sophia and Evelyn burst into laughter again, the unexpected twist adding to the already vibrant evening. Sandro, with a twinkle in his eye, enjoyed the lighthearted exchange.

“Anything, I swear! Just don’t kill me—please.” Luther smirked, bending down to whisper in his ear. His tone was venomous, soft as silk. “Your sister’s name is Sandra , isn’t it?” Giovanni’s face drained of all color. He froze, his lips trembling. “Ah, so I’m right,” Luther said, pulling back to watch the man crumble. “She’s… beautiful. It would be a shame if something happened to her. You’ll make sure Vicenzo never doubts you… but all the while, you’ll be mine. One word out of place, Giovanni, and Sandra won’t see the sunrise.

" Sid said sourly, then hung up. Virgil was immediately angered to the point that he glared. He picked up his reading glasses and put them on, then saw the link sent by Sid. Seeing that, Virgil's face turned green, and fiercely smashed the table, "This unfilial daughter, how could she do such a thing? This is too embarrassing, it's simply throwing our family's face away." Letitia just happened to be downstairs, and when she heard her husband cursing downstairs, she quickly asked, "What happened? Who are you scolding!"

It slid across the room and fell through the floor where a missing board was. “Now, I want you to get on your knees.” Virgil took the blade away from Hayden’s neck, which allowed me a bit of relief. Dropping to my knees, I saw tears in Hayden’s eyes. Seeing her tears hurt me more than losing my pride by kneeling for Virgil. I wanted to reassure her, but I couldn’t say too much without drawing suspicion. “Now what?” I asked. “Now you are going to get the same beating my brother received, but if you fight back, I will slit her throat before you have a chance to blink.” Virgil waved his hand and the other three men rushed toward me.

"Poor Laurel… He wouldn’t have gotten killed if he had accepted my offer." Gayle swooped down on him and pinned him to the ground. "Who is the spy?" he snarled, clutching his throat. "Tell the name." Virgil didn’t say a word. He only smirked slyly. "Say it aloud. I'll kill you if you don't." "You should go and rescue your teammates instead of wasting time here," Virgil grumbled. "What, Dario? Isn't Evan a close friend of yours? Are you not going to save him?"