Novel & Cerita Simeon Obey Me

My phone rang like it could hear my thoughts and I looked at the caller ID. Simeon. I ran my hands down my Si Simeon was a second-generation wealthy son and that meant that he was open to spending more than necessary. “Hello, Simeon.” He hissed and said, “You have to stop being so polite. We're friends.” I didn't reply. He laughed like he knew what I was thinking and said, “Are you free to go out? I'm out to have fun and I thought I should invite you.” I cursed under my breath and shook my head.

" Sophia studied me for a long moment, and something in her expression shifted—resignation, maybe. Or understanding. Then God help you both, she said quietly. Because loving Damien Voss isn't just difficult. It's a full-time battle against everyone who wants to see him fall. And they will use you as the weapon to do it. She moved to open her office door—a clear dismissal. But as I stood to leave, she caught my arm.

"I'll do anything." He paused. Weirdly. Then He smirked down at me, his hand reaching out to tangle in my hair. "Anything?" I nodded frantically, my tongue darting out to lick at his clothed erection. "Anything," I promised. He chuckled, his grip on my hair tightening. "Good girl. Now let's see how well you can follow orders." And with that, he guided my mouth to his cock, ready to teach me the true meaning of submission.

“Baby.” Simeon was shocked, he turned to me and his eyes flashed with darkness and hate. “What are you doing here?”

The blood in you is mine to spill. Simeon sent me a message the next day. “You’re playing a dangerous game. “ I smiled at the screen. Simeon was a beast, but beasts could be tamed. Or baited. He still believed Sarian was his to protect. A foolish thought, she belonged to no one. But if anyone was going to claim her—it would be me. He asked to meet. I declined and warned him never to call me again.

Simon replied dryly. “Well, a simple yes would have sufficed,” I argued but he just shook his head then said. “Follow me.” I did as instructed and he led me to a room then pushed the door open to reveal Damian who was sitting up on the bed, shirtless with bandages wrapped tightly around his side. Before I could take a step forward, Simon's phone rang. “Excuse me,” he said, stepping out and I walked closer. “Why did you send for me?” Damian looked at me coldly. “Let’s address the fact that you disobeyed me by stepping out of the car.”

"And you're going to do exactly what I say... understand?" Mr. Thompson nodded, his eyes wide with surprise and arousal as he submitting to her command.

Sometimes being associated with the Yang Family brings in burdens. However, Ma Xiao-Er was fine, happy even. Having done the best she could, she knew to have faith in this competition. The Musical Institution of Classical Music (MICM) has always been known to have the fairest competition, which was why she had looked forward to them for so long.

She sighed relieved thinking her session of this torturous S3x has ended but she should have known better. Simon sat on the bed, and make Isabella kneel in front of him, of his hard c*ck. "Suck on it" He ordered her and she licks the tip as she trembled in fear. Disobeying him will only make things more hard for her, and she has no power to go against him. Who she could blame or vent her hatred and anger on was other than that b*tch tied to the chair, shedding fakes tears.

Gladyce struggled. "Let go of me! Otherwise, I'll call for help..." "..." Simon didn't say anything and just looked at her. "..." Gladyce stammered. "I, I'll call someone, call someone..." The voice gradually lowered. What was the use of calling people? The whole Canada belonged to him! Dong dong dong... There was a knock on the door. Simon stood up and looked at Gladyce. "Sit down and be obedient."