Sins Vanity Novels & Stories

’ I mused within myself and that thought was my excuse, and I used it to justify saying the truth… to make myself feel less ashamed about admitting something so private. “I usually masturbate with toys, so if that counts as losing my virginity, then yes, I have.” I said, and at the last words that rolled out of my mouth, I watched how Olivia’s face twisted into an amused smile. Even my mother had also smiled in response to what I had just said. She climbed onto the bed on all fours, her gaze never leaving mine, not even for the slightest second. “And what’s your favourite toy to use?” She questioned as her voice was laced with seductive intensity which made me feel exposed

I open the door and let her pass. "It's noticeable that they've taken care of every detail in this place," she points out and takes a seat on the sofa in front of my desk. "If this business falls, the organization falls too, I've already told you, it's all or nothing." "Greed is a deadly sin, Romano. Didn't they teach you that in the Catholic school you went to?" I smile sideways and kneel in front of her. "I am the executor of the seven sins, cara. I am above them." I trace circles with my finger on her knee and move up the inside of her thigh in a soft caress. "Lust will always be my favorite."

One way or the other, I always found myself thinking about her. When she'd defend herself when i tried to piss her off "gosh, she looked very pretty when angry" i thought. I'd felt some kind of respect for her. She knew where loyalties lied but yet she stood for what was right. She had a strong moral compass and a backbone of steel that she displayed from the very start, and didn't seem like someone who could be easily bought with money as i thought (not that id tried too much yet). Suddenly, our eyes met and i got held by those beautiful pair of hazel eyes. The next thing i know she's in my arms, i held unto her with every muscle alive in me. It felt damn right.

But I didn’t. I betrayed him. And he knew. I promised I would fix it. But I never did. I cleaned my money. I hustled to get to where I was, that’s why it took me nothing to wipe anything stopping me. I built Reece Real Estate off the rest of the cash. I got away with it while Travis went to prison. I became powerful, and was never afraid of karma. Until now. The bartender poured another drink. My phone buzzed again. The same unknown number.

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

PRIDE, LUST, GREED, ENVY, SLOTH, GLUTTONY, and WRATH. With the name of the sins that are held up and dropped with the weight of their curses. Everything crumbles around the core and half stage of the 4th and within the circle of AVARICE, as the book blew back unto her arms and everything turns into the same circle where she is in that middle surrounded by the torches with their respective flames. “Well then.” Patiently waiting as she is all used to it by now. The door appears, but is a lock, with the voice that echoes and started to giggle, asking her the question.

Vikram Singh questioned her with confusion clearly lingered in his voice ignoring his question Erica starts singing “A tale I tell you of 8 sins First comes pride, you can try but can never hide Second comes greed, you can wish but can never be freed Third comes wrath, you can run but it follows your path Fourth comes envy, you can break but it still so friendly Fifth comes lust, you can hold but it will break your trust Sixth comes gluttony, you can attempt but it’s your destiny Seven comes sloth, you can watch till it makes you rot And now I tell you last and deadliest of them all

Leah cut her short. “The gap between you and her is as big as the sky and the ground. The vain nature of the poor is something engraved in their bones that can't be changed. It's because they can't have it that they want to show off. “A friend who finds vanity appealing. Your generosity just happened to satisfy her hunger for vanity. You should cut ties with her when you still have the chance. By the time she finally reveals her true self and bares her fangs to you, it will be too late.”

She wiped my tears and gave me a tender smile, “I have seen the way he looks at you, I know he’s into you… trust me, you can revenge on him by making him believe that you can fall in love with him too,” "B...But, I can't... I can't love a man who kills, rapes, sins without acknowledging, I can't ever love him," I hiccupped again, my chest blocked with anxiety. If he could kill anyone, he would kill me too, as easily as blowing the dust away from the tip of his fingers.

But next to his reflection, he saw the shadow of Angeline. She was the "weakness" he hadn't seen coming. She was the "motivation" that was already starting to rewrite his priorities. He realized then that the "Sinful Virtues" weren't just the rules they lived by. They were the traits that would either bind them together or destroy both their empires. Angeline wasn't just his wife; she was a mirror held up to his own soul. And for the first time, Roman Moretti didn't like what he saw.