Sinful Nights Of My Revenge の小説・ストーリー

He wasn’t allowed to see me naked whenever he got an opportunity. “You were sleeping, I didn’t feel like waking you up so I took you here and got you in these…” He gestured to my nightwear, “By these…sinful hands,” I sighed heavily. At least he knew he was a sinful man. A night had changed everything about him in my eyes, from a gentleman to a pathetic man, it was a true journey of hatred.

Damn it! “Then at least answer this. Why were you pretending not to recognize me? How could you do it so perfectly? You stole from me. You snuck out on me that night. Now I'm not asking you to refund what you stole. I'm just agonizing about the fact that you gave me the most perfect Christmas night I've had in years, and you disappeared right after. Do you have any idea what that did to me?” Tears lingered in my eyes at his soul-wrenching voice and the guilt it was making me feel. Not a mere guilt. Ruthless guilt.

I ran with the heaviest steps in my life and raised the axe above my head and hit him straight in the head, while I growled. I stick out the axe again from his head, while he fall on the floor and hit him several times, I don't even remember until his head was turned into minced meat. But my only regret which I have from that night is, I couldn't save my mother..... She was dead by the time I reached....."

“I guess there was no way my feelings for him wouldn't die, especially being one-sided. In fact, I think they were already dying before I found out about him and Suzan. – Missy continued, as she rested her head on his shoulder – That was just the trigger. With each new criticism, each new complaint, each new demand, each new time he made me feel inferior or irrelevant... A small part of me was realizing that we couldn't be together. But the way he treated me made me feel like I was the problem, so it took me a while to realize how, in fact, he was the one who didn't care about trying to keep us together. So: No, I don't feel anything for him other than anger. - She frowned, irritated - I did

For them to cry blood? Ansif caressed her back silently. His action surprised him. But he let it leave. After few minutes, Simran pulled away and said “ You have not completed your revenge yet. Do the same thing my brother did with Aliyah , throw me on road like he did” Ansif watched her in shock. How could she say something like that. Though he thought of doing something like that a the beginning, he could never do that, it is against his morals.

I woke up in Dante's private bedroom, sore in places I'd never been sore before. Sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. For a moment, I thought maybe I'd dreamed it all. Then I saw the marks on my wrists. Felt the pleasant ache between my legs. Saw Dante standing by the window, shirtless, coffee in hand, looking every inch the dangerous man I now knew him to be. "Good morning," he said without turning around. "How do you feel?" I sat up, clutching the black silk sheet to my chest. "Like I discovered I'm someone I don't recognize." "Are you sorry?" Was I? I'd watched him kill someone. Let him tie me up. Begged him to hurt me. Came harder than I ever had in my

“I’m actually the one at fault here. I lied about not remembering what happened that night. It was wrong and the way I treated you after was horrible. I'm really sorry." He cleared his throat and straightened his shirt, his eyes casted down, unable to look at me in the eyes. For some reason, I felt like I knew that. "It's fine, Adrien. He hummed. “I remember walking into your room without permission.” “No!” I blurted out quickly, my face turning bright red. “I wish you’d forget about all that." That was the moment he caught me masturbating, the thought of it made me want to disappear.

The second he opened the door and saw my face, he pulled me inside. “What happened?” he asked. I broke down and told him everything from the club, the mask, Mr. Williams seeing me, the blackmail, the way he touched me and made me cum in his office. Damien listened, face getting darker. When I finished, I looked at him with hard, determined eyes. “I’m going to fuck Dante’s father,” I said. “As revenge. If Dante can destroy me like this, I’m going to destroy him back. And since I’m already a stripper… it won’t be hard to get Alexander Vale’s attention.”

The crowd’s roar hit them like a physical wave as Riven dragged Elowen back into the blood-stained ring by her wrist. Her legs were still shaky from the brutal fucking in the back room, and thick globs of his cum were already leaking down her inner thighs. The tiny shorts were gone Riven had ripped them off before they even stepped through the ropes. Harlan’s voice boomed over the speakers. “The Reaper claims his prize! Right here, right now!” Hundreds of eyes devoured her naked body her heavy DD tits bouncing with each step, her soaked pussy glistening under the harsh lights, cum and her own juices streaking her legs. Elowen’s face burned with shame, but her cunt throbbed with fresh need.

[ Aitana ] Waking up in the middle of the night with a familiar aching between my thighs and burning sting in the eyes,I slipped out of the bed,throwing a loathsome glance at the naked devil sleeping on his stomach,his face turned to other side,I felt a strong urge to peel my skin wherever he had touched me,where he claimed me as his. I hate myself for whoring my dignity but it was one the few options I had to avenge for my family's destruction.