Vee Shameless Mga Nobela at Kwento

Vespa The door flew open with a loud bang. Ziah walked in, frightening the sex-starved pig. The pervert’s reaction was so epic that laughter exploded from the deepest part of my soul. It gave me so much joy to see his eyes expanding like saucers as if he were trying to take in the entire world at once. Some people keep getting away with evil and have Olympic medals of wickedness and sin in the gold category; but they don't realize that one day, all their dirty secrets will come crashing down like a house of cards.

Just bare before my greatest opposition. I felt shame. I felt humiliation. But most of all, I felt like I’d just invited unwanted bugs to myself. The lewd smile on his face, the way his tongue snuck out like a snake about to devour a fresh prey, the way he guffawed while taking in the whole of my body, it all made me itch. I wanted to disappear. Wanted to wish for the ground to open up and swallow so that I could cover my shame, but this had to be done to cover the greater shame, and to save our lives. Mine and Theo’s.

He said as an excuse. "Are you jealous?" I asked grinning. "I had sex with a lot of women before you and you think I'll be jealous?" "Ew!" "What the fuck?" "Imagine you're having sex with so many girls and what if you have HIV!? Oh my goodness! Ew! I'm doomed!" "Stop overreacting." "Ew! I won't do it with you anymore you're so disgusting." "Okay, I'll have a check and I'll show you the result tomorrow."

She may not have said it to my face but I knew she knew and it was hard for me to face her like this. ‘ Why are you overthinking things again? Madeline is happy for us.’ Eve said, well it could be true but it didn't change the fact that I felt embarrassed.’ Well, you are the only one feeling embarrassed.’ Eve scoffed as if she was having the most wonderful moment of her life and I could tell she was indeed enjoying the whole thing like a shameless animal.’ It's not shameless because he is my mate but If you still think I'm being shameless then deal with it.’ she has more than balls. I doubt I would get used to her level of confidence.

The next morning at breakfast, I was scrolling through social media when a trending headline shook me so much that I almost toppled my glass of milk over. The photos in the article were well-taken shots, not ones taken without permission, seemingly exposed by "those in the know". They were taken at a high-end accessory shop. Ethan was slightly bowed as he checked out the display case, while Sophia leaned close to him. They were so close to each other that it seemed romantic. "Exclusive: Healer Sophia and the Alpha of Silvercrest Pack Shopping for Jewelry—A New Chapter Unfolding."

“No, Brielle. You didn’t upset me. I upset me. I lost control.” The shame in his face was real. Tangible. But so was the fear that maybe this wasn’t a one-time thing. That maybe her forgiveness wasn’t healing—it was submission. The rest of the day, he worshipped her with his body—mouth, hands, words—burying apologies between her thighs, inside her. As if every orgasm could erase the sting. As if if he touched her gently enough, she'd forget the sound of his voice when it was cruel. He murmured over and over:

"That bitch! How dare she humiliate you like that!" I opened my phone and went to our pack's internal social media platform. Pinned to the top of the feed was a photo of me, wearing the humiliating brand. The photo was crystal clear, capturing my shame from every angle. The caption was even more vicious: "Look at our 'noble princess'! Turns out pure-blood Alphas aren't so special after all. Can't even take a little joke. What a delicate little doll. But what can you expect from a pretty face with no sense of humor?"

A cheater, a gold digger, a shameless whore. A wave of disgust swept over me, witnessing her shameless display. Each exposed inch seemed to amplify the betrayal, a stark reminder of her disregard for any semblance of decency. She wasn't just tarnishing herself; she was sullying the very essence of trust and commitment. Anger boiled within me, fueled by the blatant disrespect of love, only after money, and acting shamelessly. A total disgrace. I couldn't stand her, playing games for her own benefit, using people like that. Just downright awful.

I mumbled, feeling shy, and left quickly, feeling proud of myself. Becoming shameless wasn’t that bad. I giggled at that thought. * #TBC

Damian teased as covered my face. He smiled as I raised my face. “thank you”I blurted out after some time. “Always welcome" he smiled as I looked at him *. *. My subconscious knew something would be up the very next minute I bolted upon my dorm door. “You think I'm a slut huh?" Vee asked me as she stood up with her hands akimbo,I shrugged my shoulders, unable to say anything. “You've got lips Selene" she continued again as she faced me this time.