Slap The Man Novels & Stories

" Before his words even finished, I hurled the wine glass straight at his forehead, shattering it against him. I then turned and slapped Nevaeh across the face without hesitation. No one had anticipated me lashing out so suddenly. The entire room froze in stunned silence. "Magnolia, are you insane?" someone shouted. "The Saccone family took care of you for so many years, and now you dare to hit your own father?" At that moment, a cold, aged voice rang out from the doorway. "If he can mistake his own biological daughter for someone else, I'd say she didn't hit him hard enough!"

And don't ever come knocking on my door like this again. I moved to close the door. Sally grabbed my hand and locked his eyes on mine. His expression shifted from guilt to anger to disbelief. "Are you serious right now? Gia? If you're upset because I hit you, I'll apologize. Don't you think you're being a little extreme? Have you thought about what happens when you regret this?" "I won't regret it." "Why?" He was barely keeping his temper in check. "Just because I accidentally slapped you?" I looked him dead in the eye. "Sì. Just because of a slap."

Then he laughed. “Hahahahhah what a damn old stupid drunken joke” Laughed out loud. Laughing so hard, men nearby turned to stare. “You?” he said between chuckles. “What are you here for? To seduce my men? Steal their little wages with your cheap dress and desperate face?” The laughter spread. A chorus of cruel amusement. Something inside me snapped. Before I could think, my hand whipped across his face. “Tar !” Slap. The sound echoed louder than the laughter.

*Slap* A resounding slap struck his cheek, causing the man, whom Luna deemed utterly despicable, to be thrown to the side due to the force of the blow she delivered. "You bastard, you know what you're fucking doing!" Luna cursed, her rage boiling over. The man, who had yet to face her, touched his reddened cheek while Luna's outburst brought his attention to her. "Luna," he murmured. "Yeah, it's me, damn it! You damn man, go to hell!" Luna shouted in a fiery rage. Travis was about to step closer, but Luna extended her arm, pointing directly at him. "Don't try to get close to me, damn it. I'm sick of just looking at you."

“No, you don’t see the point here! You are acting like a trump and tarnish the Serratore name. I bet your father, the great mafia leader, would be very proud seeing his daughter unravel her true self like that,” I didn’t even get to speak the last words that her heavy hand made its way to my cheek. It was a damn hard slap. “How dare you!” she said, fuming with rage. And at that moment, I seized her mouth. A delicious mint flavor of mint came like an avalanche inside my mouth and I just couldn’t stop. She was struggling with horror in my arms, but the more she did it, the more I felt the arousal. And when I stopped to admire her enraged green eyes, another slap landed on my face, two times st

It's not humanly to revile someone's fate, especially if they never wanted it. “Hey.” The weird woman is striding toward that group of men. “How did you come out here from the pig fence, huh?” She lets out a heavy slap for one of those men. My feet move to tame her dangerous bravery but I halt midway. She slaps the fist of the man upward and kneed his groin. I hold my chest in surprise!

I shift my gaze away from her, focusing on the man in front of me. "Who are you?" he demands, rising from his seat. But before he can make a move, I deliver a resounding slap that sends him crashing back to the floor. Without giving him a chance to fight back, I kneel beside him, and rain punches upon him relentlessly. He tries to defend himself, but I keep landing blow after blow.

The sound echoed around the room as they all turned to watch Rima and Curtis. “You slut!” Curtis spat out and as soon as the words leave his mouth, Rima landed another slap across his other cheek. “It seems I have to give you lessons.” Rima sighed like it was a huge difficult task. “Lesson one. Be grateful to those who allow you do to something, it does not matter if you are a noble and they are not. Lesson two, never disrespect your elders in terms of knowledge, especially when that knowledge is applicable to a time of life and death and Lesson three. Never have a potty mouth in front of a lady.” Rima's voice lost its airy tone as sit went hard. “Disrespect me or my friends again and I will

Kyra flees the office, sobs wracking her frail body, feeling more vulnerable than ever, a pitiful girl crumbling under the weight of insults, her bitter life a cycle of wrongs with no escape. After classes, dread coiled in her stomach as she approached the campus gate. Silas had texted he'd pick her up soon, but there, lurking like a predator, was her father. His bloodshot eyes locked on her, and he charged forward, his massive hand cracking across her face in a brutal slap. "There you are, you thieving bitch!" Pain exploded, stars bursting in her vision as she stumbled.

"Yo yo, you're still coming on strong aren't you, you little punk? I won't let go. What the f*ck can you do to me?" The hip-hop man glared at Alex and reached out to clasp Lianna Ballantine's arm. Alex brazenly reached out and slapped the hip-hop man's arm. He yelled, "You want a beating?" There was a loud slap and the hip-hop man's right arm turned red instantly. He retracted his hand as if he just got an electric shock and covered the pain with his left hand while he stared at Alex viciously.