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The man seemed decidedly uncomfortable at being spoken to directly. "Only the repentant soul can be saved from the condemnation of darkness by confession" replied the priest. Shandri helped the venerable old man kneel beside Victor's bed. “And there you have it, brother, spoken by the spokesman for the gods. You are doomed. " "Are you prepared to discharge your soul of its sins before meeting with Mortis?" Etgar Gurman asked Victos, ignoring Leom's gloating.

Chapter 3: Sacrilegious Surrender The weight of our escalating sins pressed upon me like the stone walls of the convent, unyielding and cold. Each dawn brought the tolling bells, calling us to prayer, but my devotions had twisted into something profane. From the pulpit, I spoke of redemption, yet my gaze lingered on Elena during mass, her form shrouded in black but her posture betraying the subtle shifts—thighs pressing together, cheeks heating under the veil. She was unraveling, her faith fracturing under the onslaught of desire, and I reveled in it. The priest in me recoiled, whispering of damnation, but the man—the dominant force she'd awakened—yearned to push further, to bind her not jus

I became someone I no longer recognized, a man burdened with sins too heavy for anyone else to carry. In time, my life spiraled out of control. The betrayal of my own conscience led me down a path I hadn’t anticipated. I left the military, lost to my own demons, and found myself entangled in the very world I once fought against. The mafia became my refuge, a dark sanctuary where I tried to drown my guilt, my anger, and my sorrow. I became a sinner—willingly committing sins, crossing lines I never would have imagined as a soldier. I justified it then, telling myself it was all I deserved, that I was beyond redemption. But deep down, I was trapped in a web I couldn't escape.

Tears filled my eyes as they replayed in my head. “My brother was a disgusting pervert, an abnormal freak who had also been possessed by a demon of lust,” I said in a small voice. “He said those words over and over to me till it stuck in my head, as if they were directed at me.” My mind replayed the way I had felt whenever he had opened his mouth to say even a word. And I would feel it deep down inside of my chest. Aiden the disgusting, the pervert, the freak and the demon possessed.

The pencil skirt suddenly seemed too tight across her ass, the fabric brushing her skin with every small shift of her weight. Grayson reached into the inside pocket of his coat. He pulled out a pair of velvet-lined handcuffs. The metal gleamed under the lights. He held them up between them, letting them dangle from one finger. Cassandra stared at the cuffs. Her pussy clenched hard, a fresh rush of wetness soaking into her panties. Her breath came faster now, shallow and quick. “You’re going to give me what you’ve never given anyone else tonight,” Grayson said, his voice low and certain.

It was the crushing weight of pure betrayal. I pressed the serviette to my eyes, the linen scratching against my raw skin as a fresh wave of silent tears escaped. I had always known Kelvin hated me. For eighteen miserable years, he had made it his personal mission to ensure I knew I was nothing but a burden, an unwanted remnant of my mother’s past. But this? To willingly walk into a bank, to put a price tag on my head, and to sell me off like a piece of livestock just to erase his own pathetic mistakes? It was a level of cruelty that left me completely hollowed out.

Vivian also begged and took a step forward. Her scent filled my senses and my cock tightened like it was going to burst through my trousers. Their voices, their shaking hands, the way their thighs pressed together nervously, was making me lose my mind. “Alright, I will forgive you..” I paused to observe their expressions. They breathed sighs of relief and smiled at each other. “ But, you will have to agree to my condition” I continued and their eyes widened as they stared at me. “But you just said…” “You didn’t let me finish” Vivian wanted to say something but I interrupted her.

Book 1: Daddy’s Bestfriend. Mark Reynolds has wanted Lena for years. Her father’s best friend, freshly divorced and now living in their house, he’s impossible to ignore. Every glance sparks desire she shouldn’t feel. Her best friend envies her. His ex-wife plots, and every risk is hotter than the last—can Lena survive the fire she can’t resist? LENA POV “Fuuuck—ohhh!” I moaned, my back arched against the sheets, fingers slippery as they circled my clit, the vibrator thrumming between my thighs. My free hand pinched a nipple through my thin tank, my breath coming in ragged gasps, the whole bed shaking with my movements.

“Do with those three as you wish.” “Get up!” Levi said and Kiran removed the spell he put on Keller. He took each of them by the arm and down on their knees in front of us. “You are accused of conspiring to kill Alpha Malachi Sinclair. How do you plead?” Kiran asked as he looked down at them. “Not guilty,” Keller said. “Not guilty,” Steiner said. “Not guilty,” Green said.

Rae asked the Inspector in front of her. “It is, a dire one that is” Vaan handed the big brown envelope to the detective and Jae Min. Jae Min opened the envelope and pulled out its content carefully. Inside, were several crime photos that were taken in a certain street. In the photos, is a woman victim with a crushed neck. Under further inspection, there’s a human teeth mark on the woman's neck. Rae clenched her fist, knowing that the damned killer is still outside. She’s not exactly a hero of justice, seeing the fallen victim from ‘The Cannibal’ just made it worse.