Seven Deadly Sins Diane Ass Novels & Stories

Emphasizing the number and omitting any meaning of the word currently. “The seven deadly sins.” “Bingo!” She giggles. Proud and loving Daniela’s wit and her very soul that is a shard from the original Princess. “Do you know what sin this book revolves into, Daniela?” “Is I were to guess then, I shall say, the sin of---”

Unease filtered through her senses, and her wolf registered that she was in the presence of a much dangerous predator, but Selene stood her ground, refusing to be intimidated by her own brother. “I’m insulted that you would assume something like that.” The man said, voice low and barely audible. “Diane’s execution was a necessary evil, a punishment. It brought me no joy.” He stepped towards the bed, pulling a fresh pair of gloves over his fingers. As she watched, he sunk down to the bed, seated right next to where Raine’s head lay, and much to her shock, Killian sunk his fingers into her hair, threading through the soft locks with more tenderness than Selene had ever seen on him.

Usually Nora let her sniping slide, it was harmless, and ignoring it only ever seemed to frustrate Diane further, like punching a pillow that refused to punch back. Today, though, Diane looked entirely too pleased with herself. “Unauthorized personnel aren’t allowed on this floor. Ms. Sinclair’s been dumped by Mr. Whitfield, what exactly gives her the nerve to still show up here?” “Isn’t this Godbreaker’s floor? Sounds like you’re the unauthorized one, Diane. Loitering around here, should I be worried you’re fishing for something to leak?” At the word leak, Diane went pale. She had, after all, known about and helped with, Richard’s leak months ago. Not that she’d ever admit it.

It had dropped me to my knees in the hallway, gasping at the intensity of it. “I know.” “And you’re just standing here?” David’s hands were shaking. “She killed someone, Samuel. She killed someone and you can feel how much she enjoyed it.” I could. Even now, I sensed her satisfaction, her contentment, like warm honey spreading through our shared connection. She was in the east wing, probably sleeping, sated in a way that made my own hunger roar in response. “We don’t know that she killed them,” I said, but it sounded weak even to me.

POV DEFNE The blood drained from my face so quickly that I had to grip the edge of the counter to steady myself. For a second, I genuinely thought I had misunderstood. “Here?” I asked quietly. The head of security nodded once. “He’s demanding to see Miss Sabanci.” Every muscle in my body tightened instantly. I could already imagine Berat downstairs in the pristine lobby of the building, charming enough to fool strangers while slowly becoming more volatile underneath the surface. He would know exactly how far he could push before security physically removed him. He always understood limits when other people were watching.

I was thankful that things went the way they are. “You are okay, Aurora. They would pay for what just happened, and Mattia is dead. You just need to breathe, okay?” she told me, her tone assuring. I nodded, looking at the place where Leonardo and Mattia were. Dante had called men to come and take their bodies without getting the cops involved, using his power as the D’Angelo Capo. And now, all that was left was their blood which they were currently going to clean.

I was panting when I reached the end of the corridor and opened the door leading to the basement. Lalaine is the epitome of a beautiful woman. She looked gorgeous in her black sleeveless dress, moving fluidly as she ran to Sky, an unmistakable personality of an elite and a classy woman. With her, Sky didn’t need to get drunk to look at her with desire and… love.

“You can’t.” Vivian's face flushed with anger. She barked back at him, her voice quivering. "You're so heartless, Celeb! I'm trying to make things right!" Celeb's eyes bore into her, his words dripping with accusation. "Our family was ruined because of you, Vivian, and don't think for a moment that opening this boutique with the money we got from selling Katherine off to a marriage that should have been your punishment is going to make things better. It's offensive."

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.

he answered indifferently and stepped onto the staircase, but her next words made him freeze in place. “Dario’s in New York,” she said with a smirk on the other end of the phone. “And you know exactly why!” Without saying a word, Sebastian abruptly ended the call and tossed the phone behind him, where Do Yoon caught it in mid-air. Relaxing in Anton’s recliner, Serena closed her eyes and let out a satisfied sigh, feeling the tension fade away. Her hand gently stroked the smooth armrest, lost in thoughts of Anton. “Honey, you can count on me to bring justice and seek revenge on your behalf. Dario will kill Janet, and Sebastian will take down Dario.” She smiled to herself. “How dare he think he