Sinners #remmick Romane & Geschichten

she thought, shaking vehemently. Godfather Marcelo had a cigarette in between his lips, listening to Sin, not ready to change his mind. "You can't get me to change my mind and that is final," "He is one of the best hackers, you can't have them kill him. They both did nothing wrong," Sin said.

Chapter 10 - A Beautiful Weapon SERA'S POV The low hum of jazz filtered through the penthouse suite. My heels clicked against the polished floor as I poured wine into two glasses, wearing a silk robe that clung to every curve. Across from me sat Damien Kerrick, one of Ethan’s most trusted financial advisors. A man with weak principles, expensive tastes, and a predictable weakness for beautiful women. I was all of those things tonight. He smiled like he’d already won, like he had any idea what game he was playing. I slid the glass across the table, leaned forward just enough to show a glimpse of the black lace beneath the robe, and watched him swallow hard.

I felt the sting of humiliation pierce through my chest. My heart thundered as they guided me toward the open car door, and I thought. this is it. This is how I lose everything. How I lose my chance to get revenge on Nathan. And then… “Stop.” The single word cut through the night. All. Eyes snapped to its direction. And there he was. He stood by the gate, tall and composed and with that familiar aura of his. Damien Sinclair. The officers seemed to recognize him instantly. I felt them tense up on the sight of him. And then, one of them stepped forward. “Mr. Sinclair, sir… we were just… ”

(Sequel To Sinful Seduction) When a 21-year-old Kathleen finds out that her Infamous Model boyfriend: Ryker Malarkey is done with her, she feels compelled to leave his house and live on the streets until he finds out she is pregnant with his baby. The handsome, charming, and rich Ryker forces her to marry him so that he gets to keep his baby near him while he belittles Kathleen for being a stripper in the past. Will Ryker ever redeem himself or will he continue to use her at night and trash her in the morning?

He nods at Maddox urgency as he lets go of me and walks out through the double doors and into the courtyard, the prisoners not even yet noticing his movements since they’re all up swarmed together against the big window now, cursing me out for everything that I’ve never done. I swear at one moment, one of the prisoners becomes so angry at the sight of me that when he bangs his fist against the glass, I think I can see a crack forming in front of me, threatening to hurt me more than anyone had before. I know if they got the chance, they would -with no question, beat and rape me to death. They think that killing me will rid them of the sins they’ve committed to getting them here in such a horr

"As I said, I'm doctor Shepard-" "I fucking heard you the first time. What the hell is wrong with Steven." "Well, If you'd just calm down, I'd explain. Steven was brought in a few minutes ago. He is in the ICU as we speak." "What. The. Fuck!" "Steven was shot." "No!" David shouted, Raya, got up from her death place and glared daggers at David who cursed and ran off. She wasn't sure if he was breathing anymore. She hoped he doesn't kill himself in an accident. Crawling back into her death place, she cried even harder.

"What? You look like you've seen a ghost." Selena blinked, then scowled. "What are you doing out? Weren't you supposed to be locked up?" I smirked. "What can I say? I have a way with people." I looked her over, taking in her pale complexion, the exhaustion evident in her eyes. my smirk widened. "Damn, Remmick. Letting yourself get beaten up this badly? That's embarrassing." Her scowl deepened. "Shut up, Liam." I chuckled, tilting my head. "Nah, I think I'll enjoy this moment a little longer."

Closing the door behind me, I close my eyes and crawl down by the door, thinking of all the ways I could make things right with little Michelle. *** ***LONDON'S POV*** I wake up to distant noises I couldn't understand, but then, it starts getting clear and the room grows unfamiliar before me. I am in a... Hospital? And the voice I am hearing belongs to Sin. "Sin?" I call out and he turns out to me, his angry face softening as he hangs up the call and rushes over to me. Grabbing both hands around mind, he squeezes gently. "Those motherfuckers are going to pay for what they did to you," he grits out.