Victim X Mitsi Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lucas turned just in time to notice the blurred figure of Natasha zooming towards Bianca. "Natasha?" Bianca gasped right before Natasha grabbed her and jumped out of the way, missing the truck. One of the men in the truck opened fire when the scarlet speedster suddenly sprang on top of the windshield. The other one—the woman—was in the back of the truck where the metal box was. "I found it!" she said, speaking through an earpiece. "Careful, it's plutonium!" came the other speedster right before he struck out a fist, breaking the windshield and grabbing at the wheel.

WARNING MATURE CONTENT, SEXUAL ABUSE.She was struggling hard, she was doing everything which she can do at that moment to get away from this monster. Clawing, scratching, punching his chest with all her power. Her energy was draining out. She was feeling lightheaded with all the struggling.She was rolled over by Andrew, now her front was pressed in the mattress where as her naked back was in front oh him. She tried to move but he grabbed her hair and tugged it back to which her chest arched into the mattress and her hips lift up into him. He groaned and pressed his hard erection on her ass. She whimpered and tried to move but he started roaming his cold fingers on her back. And gave wet kiss

“You’ve always been selfish, manipulative, and toxic. Everything has always been about you.” For a brief second, hurt flickered across her face. Her eyes turned glassy. There it is. The victim card. She always knew exactly when to cry, when to look broken, when to make everyone else feel guilty. It had worked on me before but it would never work again. “Xavier…” Her voice softened. “Why do you keep doing this to me… to us? Can’t you see—” “There is no us, Bianca.” She flinched.

“Come for us, slut.” The orgasm destroyed her. Sophia screamed, body convulsing as she squirted hard around Victor’s fingers, soaking his hand, her thighs, and the bed. Damien kept the vibrator pressed firmly against her, forcing a second, even more violent orgasm right after the first. She thrashed against the cuffs, tears streaming down her face from overwhelming pleasure.

The excruciating pain that accompanied this momentary collapse left me vulnerable, my senses momentarily dulled by the intensity of the encounter. Aware of my compromised state, Damian wasted no time seizing the opportunity. In an act of opportunism, he delivered a sharp kick to my abdomen. The pain radiated through me, intensifying with each passing second. The impact forced me to shift back to my normal body, my energy drained by the relentless assault and the excruciating pain I now grappled with.

"No wonder! No wonder it exploded! She was egging him on the whole time!" "Vicious—too vicious! She didn't just harm that guy, she could've killed everyone in the building!" The middle-aged lady who had cursed me the loudest earlier now stood there with her mouth open, face turning red then pale. She quietly slipped toward the back of the crowd, unwilling to meet anyone's eyes. The footage continued. On screen, my body pivoted ever so slightly. My left hand, held near my chest, gave a swift, precise signal. Then came my distorted shout, "Get down!"

I heard Cristina’s voice and she came from inside. “Andrea.” she became happy seeing me. She came and hug me tightly. “where were you all these years? I missed you.” She said. “I miss you too,” I said, and tear roll down my eyes. “Did you meet Rick? He is my mate.” She said happily. But I remain silent. I could say from her face how happy she is having her mate. But his mate was such a bustard. He was planning to kill her and mate with me.

He gives a wide tooth grin as our waitress immediately comes over while the hostess walks off. “The Italian Trinity has arrived,” Misha exclaims. “Come, sit, let’s get a bottle of wine. I assume you like wine?” “A Malbec, please.” Violetta sweetly requests. “You heard the lovely lady,” Misha says to the waitress who nods her head with a smile before walking off to fulfill our request. “Thank you for agreeing to this meeting. I know it may have caught you off guard. That was not my intention. I had planned to reach out to you when I had things more controlled with the filthy Mexicians who I believe may have sent that man to attack you, Violetta. When I heard that you thought I could be behind

Wonderful. As she expected, Victor looked up at that sound and their eyes met. A shaky exhale left her lips when she met his dark and hungry gaze. His grey ones were like a dark abyss that wanted to devour souls. To her shock, it turned her on. Mimi was quite adventurous and had once gone to a sex club with one of her dates that lasted more than a month - because he was good with his tongue. And she had to admit, watching the other parties go at it was quite exciting.

Then, Bastian answered, "Last time, our car was followed by a pack of stangers. I wonder if somebody asked them to check on you from a far." Jessie immediately glanced at Bastian, describing that she remembered about the day when she and Margie were attacked by the thugs. "Wait, do you mean that those strangers' car was Xavier's minions??" She concluded. "It might be. Who knows? Last time, he tried to attack you and Margie by sending the thugs. He is more than just a horrible Alpha. I'm sorry if I need to say like that." Bastian agreed with Jessie's conclusion as he diverted his attention to Margie. For him, the she-wolf didn't look panic although she ever got attacked before.