Novel & Cerita Sinful Cinderella

This made her a bit uneasy as she expected the precious moments with the prince only. She was thinking about what her mother told her before she left her home. " Remember not to give the prince a chance to think about Mary", her mother said as she was putting a little bottle that contained a black shiny substance between her breasts. "What is this mummy?" Mara asked curiously. " This is a little something that will make things easy for you my girl. Remember this is your little ticket to success, plus your body of course. This is just a little push", her mother said while she patted her on the shoulder. "Remember you should take this little bottle and pour a little amount of the liquid inside

That is when the soldiers found her and took her to the care of the nuns together with other children of the village. Now she was standing in front of the numb hearted woman she had ever met. She knew that sister Mary would take the stone and never give it back to her. " I asked a question, Maria, where did you stole this. Didn't I teach you to be a faithful Christian. Now you gonna answer for this. I can't stand to watch a thief getting away with such a detestable crime. She grabbed her to the convent to show other nuns what Maria had done. Now Maria was screaming and other children were watching with curious eyes. She cover her face to avoid the slaps from the fire burping monster of a nun

“The Falconeris don’t just own money. They own people. Their name carries weight. You’ve seen it.” Chiara nodded, lowering her voice. “And Ricardo... well, let’s just say he’s not known for being easy to stay away from.” I tried to sound casual. “What do you mean?” Chiara gave me a sly look. “Half the girls here have tried their luck. None of them last. He’s trouble, Rossi. Gorgeous trouble.” My laugh came out hollow. “Good thing I’m his sister.” “Sure,” she said, rolling her eyes. “And I’m a nun.”

The open cuffs of his white shirt emitted a faint sandalwood scent. Sam calmed the young woman down with a grin. "Don't be scared. Blame it on Jonathan's weird taste." When she saw everyone laughing, her voice went all soft again. "Come on, she looks terrifying. I'm really scared!" The busty young woman next to Sam chimed in, "How can you say that? Miss Sinead's face has more makeup than a wall! She's already trying so hard to cover up her face." Another young woman said, "Yeah, it's not her fault she's ugly. Still, coming out looking like this is just wrong…"

The woman I became causes me to cringe. I wore my jealousy, envy, and pain like a cloak. The shroud festered and grew with each joyful mother I glimpsed. I was hyper-focused on what I couldn’t have instead of celebrating what I had. I coveted other mothers, and that’s a sin. I’m not naïve enough to believe I am free of sin, but coveting others... That’s not the real me. I can’t believe how my green-eyed monster fed on my despair, and it grew with each passing day.

“I know, but trust me, only you, my daughter, is worthy of a Duke. You know I can't be petty since people are watching, that's why I paired your sister with Klaus Raymond.” I leaned back and shook my head. So, she was going to make her daughter marry the duke of Cadenza and offer me to a man who hates me, and she calls that not being petty? I need to get out of here before I choke on my tears. *** I honestly don't know what I was doing. I've been calling my best friend Clair, but she isn't picking up. I had drunk three bottles of beer and began to feel terribly dizzy. I needed someone to talk to or do something to clear my head.

Expressive touch, Passionate embraces, Strong hands upon me. Oh, those hands. They ignited sensations, Intense and forbidden, Like words unsaid beneath a larger form, a form warmer, wilder, and longer. Moans beneath his sculpted body, a blend of heaven and transgression. Pure desire, a carnal dance of sin. Though prayers for forgiveness may be whispered, The allure lingers, Drawing me back again and again. ISABELLA’S POV If there was something more frustrating, it was having to stay married to a man who was not only old but sexually dull.

“But I have another offer for you.” He stood up and walked toward me slowly. The closer he got, the harder it became to breathe. He stopped just a foot away from me, towering over my smaller frame. I could smell his cologne–dark, expensive, and masculine. “Tonight there is an auction downstairs,” he continued. “Women who owe debts are being sold for temporary ownership. Some for a week, some for a month, some for longer. The highest bidder gets full rights over the girl’s body during that time.”

She accepted the mask with a nod, understanding perfectly what was at stake. --- The ballroom of Xavier's mansion had been transformed into something out of a dark fairy tale. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the space, where black and gold decorations created an atmosphere of decadent luxury. Elaborate ice sculptures depicting the seven deadly sins were positioned throughout the room, slowly melting as the evening progressed—a reminder of the transient nature of power and pleasure.

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A