Trevor And The Virgin Full Movie の小説・ストーリー

she snapped, before turning and rushing away. Trevor watched her go, that same faint smirk still resting on his lips. A faint flash click From the side. A Hidden camera was watching and Capturing them. The same cameraman from the concert. Click. Another shot taken. Trevor’s eyes shifted slightly, He had noticed. Of course he had. If they thought he was unaware— They were mistaken. Pathetic. With one last glance, he turned and walked inside, his thoughts already moving ahead. ********* The Devil’s Club — Inner Chamber

Isabella bent to pick it up—and found a flash drive taped to the inside. She handed it to Damian, who inserted it into his encrypted laptop without a word. A single video file. No title. No metadata. He hit play. And froze. The footage was raw. Unsteady. Someone running through a snowy forest. Heavy breathing. Footsteps. A child screaming in the background. And then— A glimpse. A woman with long black hair. Covered in blood. Carrying a girl no older than five. The child had Isabella’s eyes. And the woman—

I hissed at him. His eyes gleamed mischievously. “Oh, yeah. He’s not your man and will never be yours.” I glared at him. I felt like my fangs could come out at any moment. “Will you fucking shut up, Trevor McKinley? You don’t know anything!” Trevor is an aristocrat vampire, just like Kira. It’s rare for me to encounter someone like us here, so maybe I trusted him too much. Since the day he found me drinking alone, and I confided in him about my problems, he never left me alone.

What's the use of your beauty or handsomeness if you don't just benefit from it, instead they will benefit from you because they will drink your blood. "You are a welcome gift for me," Trevor answered Celestine. "And also a woman wants me to kill you." He walks faster to reach her and then he was about to bite her neck when another vision of them suddenly appeared. A vision of them happily hugging each other with their kids in a place full of flowers. Trevor stops her plan of killing her. He couldn't understand why he can't bear to kill her.

Slowly, she opened the door but she wasn’t ready for the next thing she saw. In front of her stood Trevor, stark naked, his hair wet and water dripped down from it to plaster on a very toned and sexy body. A white towel pooled at his feet and he was slightly crouched with a wife-beater in hand. As much as Indigo wanted to avert her gaze, they had other plans as they began to glance down his body, stopping at his manhood. An inaudible gasp escaped her lips at the sight of it. Even as it was limp and dangling between his legs, it looked so big and scary that she couldn’t help but gulp deeply.

He helps me slip into an oversized shirt, while he puts on a shirt that hangs on his lean waist. When we’re dressed as best as we can in the middle of the woods in the middle of the night, Trevor runs a dingier lightly down the side of my face, and I shamelessly lean into his touch. He speaks after a while. “All of this will be over very soon, Sireen, I promise you. Kristy will be exposed, the videos will be gone permanently, and we’ll be free to be as we are.”

A few minutes later, Trevor busted in like Kramer from Seinfeld, holding my coffee and his laptop. He froze. "Who the fuck are you?" "Excuse me? It’s me, Sienna." “Nah, girl. Quit playing. Where is Sienna?” “I am Sienna!” He backed out of the room like I’d just told him I was Beyoncé. Then crept back in slowly, peering like I was an illusion. "Oh my God. You’re still here." “Yes, Trevor. Because I work here." “Yo, you... wow. That’s a makeover... makeover. Who did this?"

Gunner boomed. “You know why” Trevor replied sarcastically, “Why do you want the Triple Goddess?” he demanded. Trevor didn’t answer, he just smiled arrogantly. Gunner threw back his fist and crashed it into the side of Trevor's face. “Answer me” he growled. Trevor glanced at me and winked, spitting blood from his mouth. That cocky bastard. He looked back to Gunner and smirked. Gunner leaned forward and growled at him loudly. This isn’t going to work, he won’t talk.

Tig was about to ask him the reason for stopping when he saw Trev enter a nearby forest and drove out a Grand Cherokee Jeep. "Hop in or you still got something else to do here?"He sputtered with pride. Even though they were left perturbed, thinking of how he got the vehicle out of nowhere, however, they obeyed. "You won't stop amazing me Trevor. Where did you get this?", Freya asked out of breath. "Chill girls....... I'm always with a plan B. Now let's save Christine first and decide what happens next. My return to Jekyll won't be funny again". Trevor replied beastly as he sped off the Jeep out of the unknown world.

"You don't have to do this." "It's time for you to go," Trevor said and a terrible glint glowed in his eyes. His lips spread in a smile, the kind of smile a cobra flashed before striking at its victim. His finger tightened around the trigger and pressed lightly against it. "Trevor, please," Christine whimpered from where she sat confined to the steel chair by the tapes and ropes which had began to bruise her skin. Christine screamed as the shot rang out.