Sin City Romane & Geschichten

“Run it by me when you come up with something. I’ll tell you if it sounds lame.” “I’m holding you to that.” The stop and go of the car signals that we’ve officially arrived within the city limits of Portland, and my heart feels fluttery, but not in a good way. “I’m definitely going to hate this husband of yours,” Sin leans his forehead against the window. “He’d be terrible at football. I know it.” “Football?”

Saint asked, tugging me closer to him while speaking to Cole. "Yeah, seems Remington just opened a weapons shop with a strip club above it across from the Sanctuary. Rhys is about to have a seizure over it. He met his match in this one, and she's aware she is un-touchable. I'm only a phone call away if you need anything. I have to get back to my own club. One Van Helsing has to control his brain to run the Van Helsing Knights and keep the monsters in check. Xavier being away hasn't gone unnoticed, and Nyota isn't any damn help now since she's made it her personal mission to guard Bullet Van Helsing."

The city skyline glittered beyond the tinted windows like distant stars, indifferent to the storm inside me. I needed something to distract me. I needed noise. Smoke. Bodies. Something to drown the echo of her voice calling me a controlling bastard, telling me to fuck myself while she drank my vodka like it was water. I grabbed my phone from the table and I thumbed open the secure chat with Salvado, my manager at Eclipse, the flagship club I owned downtown. Me: VIP section. Full lockdown. Ready in fifteen. The reply came instantly. Salvado: Understood, boss. Section cleared. Your usual bottle waiting. Security doubled.

Outside, the city was awake — people rushing to work, businesses opening, life continuing as if nothing dangerous was already in motion beneath it all. But Adrian wasn't part of that rhythm. Not today. His phone remained in his hand for a moment before he locked the screen and set it aside. Everything was already in place. All that was left… was execution. The car turned off the main road, heading deeper into the quieter outskirts of the city. The kind of place where normal people didn't go — and dangerous people met without interruption. A place without records. Without witnesses. Without mercy. Adrian didn't speak the entire ride.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

*** Ten minutes later, Alex entered the city while carrying Phoenix in his arms. A huge city gate lay ahead. Two large words were written on that towering city gate —Sinless City! Alex was instantly astonished. “Sinless City? It can’t be, right?... This place is the Sinless City of the Witch Kingdom in antiquity?” Phoenix had never heard of Sinless City. Hence, she asked Alex what Sinless City was. Alex recounted the matters about Sinless City and the sacrificial altar of gods of the Witch Kingdom. Phoenix said, “Be careful. This place exudes oddity. I somehow feel it contains a great secret.”

Beautiful, with intelligent eyes, and even though she was only dressed modestly, still he couldn't help but be dazzled. “Who are you?” asked the girl carefully. Aaron put on his most dazzling smile, so far many women have been chasing him. He never doubted his charm. “I… I came here to apologize for the accident, sorry I just got here. I just returned from Singapore after undergoing medical treatment for injuries after the accident.”

His thin lips stretched out in a smirk, and he tilted his head filled with yellow curls whilst accessing me. I shrieked once more as he tugged me to him. “Artemisia!” Sin called out. My mouth opened, but I shut it back as the man tutted. “Speak, and I won't hesitate to cut out your little tongue.” I nodded, keeping my mouth sealed because I wasn't ready to lose my tongue. But I believe without divulging my location, Sin was going to get to me by my scent. “Where the f**k are you?!” He grunted as he entered the bathroom.

Aimee muttered suspiciously. She then started searching for all those areas via the internet. The first area name Aimee typed into the search field was Houston. Not long after, a complete description of Houston emerged, which is the fourth largest city in Las Vegas. But after looking for a long time, she didn't find anything suspicious from Houston, besides it's also quite far from Vegas, so Aimee put the name aside for a moment and started looking for the name of another area that might be the place where the mysterious mafia moves. She started typing Phoenix's name in the search field. Two seconds later came a brief description of the city of Phoenix which is the hottest city in Las Vegas.

“Kind of. When you’re in that situation, you’ll get annoyed. If I could have shut them up, I would have. Of course, it’s embarrassing for you because they’re saying things that aren’t true.” “Maybe they’re just testing your patience. Just let it go. They’ve had their moment with you. Hopefully, no one else will bother you.” “I hope so,” Gavin said, heaving a sigh. “I just wanted us to enjoy our day here before we head back to New York.” “Which place is this?” “Malibu City.” If that’s the case, that’s where Gavin went on a business trip with his personal assistant, Samuel. “Do you have a hotel here too?”