Novel & Cerita Untouchable Lady Novel Ch 23

“We only got one soldier unharmed, they shot the other two.” I landed a hit on the bag, the thwacking sound louder than the thumping of my heart. My knuckles ached due to the repetitive collision—the continuous torture I had been putting myself through. I needed to get my mind straight because lately I had been too occupied by the thoughts about the Vitale Crime Family and Outfit. And Rose. How could a woman be this untraceable? That only meant she was someone very important, and I needed to know why. I had fucked a woman without knowing her name or who she was. My curiosity to know her was not because I was suddenly feeling shit about her. No. However, the urge had pricked every fucking cel

he said with irritation, pacing the room while the lady in the towel stood in a corner, not daring to move. “I thought… well, I thought Oscar filled you in,” the lady said, her voice shaking slightly. “This is not a good place for you. You'd better go back,” Chance remarked as he finally found his phone and turned on the flashlight. The lady had pure blonde hair and long, slender legs, but Chance didn't spare her a second glance. “We are not strangers, you know… and this isn't the first time you've seen me naked, Chance,” the lady said, her voice growing bolder with a certain rich command to it. Chance stopped what he was doing and stared at her.

By the time they finally began to slow down, I was lying in the middle of the platform, covered from head to toe in thick layers of cum, smiling dreamily up at the ceiling. Elias and Damien knelt on either side of me. Elias leaned down and kissed me softly. “You’re finally home,” he whispered. Damien stroked my hair, his expression unreadable. “But the real game is only beginning,” he said quietly. As the lights in the vault dimmed, a new figure stepped out of the deepest shadows. A woman, tall, elegant, and wearing a blood-red mask. She looked straight at me and smiled. “Welcome to the true Midnight Club, Lila Bennett. You’ve entertained us well.”

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His tail wagged angrily, responded to his fear yet enrage heart. “You see… revenge is a dish best served/eaten cold.” The lady said coldly. “Who the fuck are you?” “Me? You do know me, Chayan. In fact too well.” The lady levitated into the sky, watching Chayan as she ascended. “I don’t know you.” The lady discarded the leather glove that she was wearing and flashed her perfect hand. Chayan lowered his body, responding to the sudden movement of the lady. He slowly reached out the handler of the sword while eyeing the lady.

Li bai kept on looking at her shoes. She quickly ran away from there and directly went to the library. No,she didn't cry. Even not for once. She was already used to all those insults. She never felt bad before but now even it is unknown to her, why she feels bad everytime he says something to her. Something inside her feel pain everytime he behaves rudely with her. She grabs a book from the library and starts reading. It was "AFTER" written by Anna Todd. She has already read 90 percentage of it before. Now she is reading how Hardin proposed Tessa.

Chapter 1: THE POWERFUL MAN WHO OWNS THE HOUSE JUST CLAIMED ME AS HIS I move carefully through the opulent dining room, balancing the heavy silver tray loaded with steaming dishes. My plain black maid uniform clings modestly to my body — high neckline, knee-length skirt, white apron tied neatly around my waist. At twenty-two, I’m still untouched in every way that matters. A few innocent kisses with my high school boyfriend years ago are the extent of my experience. No boy has ever touched my breasts. No fingers have ever slipped between my thighs. I’m the good girl. The virgin maid working her way through college.

Found my page. "You remembered that," I said. Not a question. "I told you," he said. "I find I want to know what's in there." The garden was fully lit now. The patrol would make its rotation. Twenty-two minutes. I read. He sat. The city moved through its evening outside the walls and Ghost was dead on a police report in a precinct filing cabinet and somewhere in the east wing of a locked estate, Chris Lee — whatever that was, whoever that turned out to be — turned a page.

Ava His hand remained on the knot of the robe which she had just dropped and there i stood, naked not weak, as this was not the girl who used to beg. This woman was the one who got betrayed and lived through it. This was woman who drank her sorrow and sprayed it all over like perfume. He came to me with the movement as though something in him were crawling toward me. He was breathing faster, his eyes were darker and when he touched my waist i did not filinch.

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