The Prisoner Of Beauty Episode 1 Romane & Geschichten

QUEEN AND THE PRISON WARDENS There was a warden who always serve the queen food, he would slide the food inside through an open under the prison door, never had looked at the queen in the face, but one day something strange happened, he was trying to push the food indoor, when her the prisoner held his wrist and looked at him in the face, man had never seen a woman that beautiful to look upon, he was magnected to her gaze and I couldn't move away. She moved her hand to his head before she seductively moved away, she was nicked as she walked back to her dining corner man watched her as she does, he had falling for the greatest beauty he had never seen, and he knew he will be hunted for life b

"No, we can't do th—" My unfinished words dissolved into ragged breath as Mr. Palmer began to move. I could feel how aroused he was. His hands were roaming all over my body, and my clothes were already in disarray. At that moment, the last thread of reason in my mind snapped completely. I could no longer care less about anything. All I wanted was to fully release the desire burning inside me. "If no one knows, can't we just pretend it never happened?"

He made his way back down through ops before taking another set of stairs down to the basement where they kept prisoners and held interrogations. Rose smiled at him when he came down, "who are you here for, boss?" "Whoever Ray and Air brought in last night," Dean looked past his prison manager to the guards stationed outside the occupied rooms, watching as they all stood a little straighter in his presence. "I figured as much," she gave him a sly smile, "just figured I'd asked," "Always one for formality," Dean smirked, "where is he, then?" "B6," she pointed to the guard in front of the door who gave him a sharp nod.

Beauty didn't break her eye contact with me, she waited for a response, "She ran away but it's all right, I will find her soon." She gasped, "Oh, that's horrible." "Yeah," I chugged down the whole martini at the thought of my mate. I didn't even do anything yet she wanted to run away like I was a big bad wolf I was more than that. "What about the rogue? The one the males recently caught? The female prisoner? Who is she?" Beauty inquired, curiosity in her tone.

End Of The POV:- The BEAST was unleashed now. Who will save BEAUTY from the claws of him? ..... Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

"Hello! So she is the treasure you were talking about?" "Tre... treasure?" Thea was covering herself with the big pillows of the sofa. Even if they were all women, it was so strange when they were coming inside while she was almost naked. He laughed at her, "yes... Madame Serena, I leave her in your hands." "Oh, my dear, don't you worry, I will create a masterpiece out of her, though," Madame Serena looked up and down at Thea, "well, she is already a treasure, my dear. It is no wonder why you have to keep her locked here."

Isla began, fear in her voice. "I am," he confirmed. He pulled the massive diamond engagement ring off my finger, the sudden absence feeling shocking. He then moved directly to a high-definition camera built into the jet's console. He looked directly into the lens, his profile stark and dangerous. The camera was now transmitting a high-powered, real-time image of Sebastian Schulz, live and in HD, directly to every screen and monitor in the Patterson villa. "Khloe, get over here now!" I moved without thinking, standing next to him, terrified, exhausted, yet utterly compliant. He gripped my hand, pulling me close, and his thumb traced the spot where the ring had just been.

I gasped for breath. “Take her back to her room!”. He said to one of his security men and then walked away angrily. I watched as his silhouette disappeared into the hallways. The security man dragged me to my room and locked me from the outside. I burst into tears and fell flat on the floor. “Why me? What did I do to deserve this?”. Since I woke up in that dungeon I've known nothing but pain. I couldn't understand how a human being could be so cruel. He had no iota of kindness in him.