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“You want me to behave, little nun?” He rested his arms on the table like he had nowhere else to be. Cigarette was behind his ear, and his eyes were locked on me. “You’re too pretty for this place,” he said. “Bet you don’t even know it.” I tried to focus on sorting cans. But he didn’t let up. “You’ve got fire in you,” he whispered. “Wasting it here? That’s the real sin.” I glared at him. “That’s blasphemy.”

Days passed in a haze and in each moment, I hungered for my saviour. On this sleepless day, I just couldn’t bear it. I slid my hand under my camisole and ran my palm over my breast, teasing the nipple until it hardened. Why did you leave me, you terrible terrible cop, when you could have all of me? A soft moan spilled from me as I stroked my clit in slow circles. It was his fingers touching me, his lips at my neck, whispering dirty, beautiful things. I arched into my own hand, biting my lip to keep from calling out his name.

His thumb teased the sensitive head of my cock, smearing precum everywhere. “Such a dirty little secret,” he breathed, biting down on my shoulder to muffle his own groan. “Hiding under the bed after being stretched open while your sister was right here… and now you’re fucking yourself on me again like a desperate slut.” The risk of fucking my sister's boyfriend while she was I the next room, the wrongness of it and the way his cock stretched and filled me so perfectly, Christ! I didn't want it to end. But not long after I was already cumming, spilling over his fist and across his abs with a muffled cry.

So trust me when I say that Sin's taking out a man like Fabian did the world all a favour. " Really?" I scoffed: "Like Sin isn’t any different from him. After all, he happens to be their boss, which makes him the biggest scumbag in the world.” The fury in my eyes is visible. I was pissed. pissed at the world, pissed at what had happened, pissed for having let sin win. I was pissed at myself for still wanting his touch. Maybe you are right, or maybe not. But you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Sin might look cold, intimidating, and emotionless, but trust me when I say he has a heart, one you are yet to unlock."

How I feel when I look at him is likely how everyone feels. "He's Lust,” Cian mutters drily. "How much of your personality is actually based off...You know that?" I shift uncomfortably on the couch, preparing myself for his answer. If he truly is the epitome of greed, then I should be terrified, although I’m aware that if he admits he is, it’s not going to change anything. "Enough of it that it becomes annoying,” he sighs, fiddling with the cuff of his shirt. “There is a lot we Sin’s can do, however, to separate ourselves from our true nature, though.”

Sinclair shouts. "No, you wouldn't, Sin. You might be a beast and fearless, but I don't think you have it in you to kill women," I utter, hoping that I've got my guesses correct. Sinner closes his path with me on the wall and my breathing is already ragged. This chunk of a man terrifies me. "You think so?" he asks running the pad of his thumb on my lips, distracting me. "Yes, Sin," I murmur, sounding more breathless than before.

I couldn't maintain eye contact with him, his presence alone was heavy on me, and I couldn't hide the odor that reeked out of his body. Sinner smells really bad, like rotten food, or spoiled milk mixed with acid. He reeked of foul odor and if care is not taken, I could throw up. I've always heard the performers gossip about Sinner, they whispered him being a predator, and how cruelly he treats everyone. They claim the only person he fears was Bishop, and as long as Bishop has no idea what's happening inside this penthouse, then Sinner feels he is in charge, and owns the world.

said the young man, then placed a kiss on the bridge of her nose. Mia smiled as the corners of her eyes quickly warmed up. "E-Even if I'm a sinner?" she asked eventually breaking into tears. She couldn't explain it, but at that moment she could feel Erik's love for her. And that caused and delivered a strange flame and touch of emotion in her heart. Erik nodded before he opened his mouth to speak. "Yes, even so, you will be my sweet sinner. And as I said earlier, I will love you with all my heart and without any doubt," he uttered again.

I stood by the door and just stared at him, trying to understand what my eyes were telling me, trying to make it make sense. This was the same man from last night. The same man from the club. The same man who had made me ride his cock until I bled and lost consciousness in his car. I was still trying to process everything when his familiar voice cut through my clashing thoughts, "Come and have a seat, Paige." His voice was calm. Completely calm. Like this was normal. Like he hadn't done sinful things to me just last night. I managed to shut the thought down and forced my legs to move. I stepped forward slowly and lowered myself into the chair across from him, my eyes dropping to the desk bet

Off-limits. And now, he can’t stop thinking about corrupting her. One session becomes two. And when she confesses she’s never even been kissed properly, Silas knows he’s going to be her first—in every possible way. But can a man like him handle a girl like her… or is he about to ruin the only pure thing he’s ever touched? Chapter One The Dare I stood on the edge of the sidewalk, staring up at the glowing red sign like it might bite me. REIGN INK.