Virgin Suicides Plot Novels & Stories

My heart was pounding, but I didn't know if it was from fear, shame, the joy of the moment of my virginity that I had just lost, or a mix of all three. The silence in the jet was heavy, punctuated only by the soft hum of the engine and the clinking of ice cubes in the glass Paolo was holding. He had settled across from me, his gaze fixed on mine as if to analyze and dissect me. I felt exposed, as if his eyes could read everything I was trying to hide. Finally, he spoke, his deep voice breaking the silence. — So, Allyssa... Why? Why would a girl like you end up down there, selling herself in a sordid basement? You're young, beautiful... full of potential. And, what's more, you were a virgin.

Fernando returned to Helen’s house. He would live there now. She helped him prepare for his mother’s funeral. News of Cristine’s death spread faster than wildfire. Everyone was talking about her shocking suicide. Even someone with unresolved business with Fernando heard the news. Virginia, who had fled from the authorities, had changed her appearance to avoid capture. She was now allied with Jean. With the downfall of Donovan & Associates, Jean had no choice but to cling to her failing small business.

Though she was a virgin, she knew exactly how it was done, thanks to the various adult sites her cousin Claire frequently visited on her computer. But this was the first time she had seen a man doing it live, right in front of her. Not to mention that the man was Ram Jordan—the ridiculously handsome multi-billionaire. And God forbid, he had no idea that she was there. ‘Live… I am seeing this live?’ She whispered again, suddenly feeling like she needed to pee. Her lower abdomen felt tight, and even though she was innocent, she knew this wasn’t something that could be relieved by just going to the bathroom.

He wasn't even looking at me. "Goddess why?" I grumbled deep inside of me. "Why do I need to suffer from this?" Already I was trying to pull away from him as it made me remember I gave my virginity to a stranger, someone who was way higher than me in status and perfection. I would never get to be his mate, thinking about this is merely an illusion. "Now return to your position and behave yourself," he told me. "This punishment takes effect from this evening." I lowered my face as I returned to stand beside Caroline. She draped her hand over my shoulders, nudging me.

she was caressing his body. "Hey! Please stop. What are you doing? I don’t want to take advantage of you!" “Don’t talk, just fvck me!” the girl said. ***************** CLARISSA POV: Clarissa woke up with a start. Her head ached. She felt like crying over what had happened to her. Slowly, she got up, picked up her scattered clothes, and dressed. She stared at the man who had taken her virginity, then quickly left before he could wake up.

Elvira’s POV I watched as he turned on the TV, “The world mourns as the eldest daughter-in-law of the president was found dead and burnt in her car,” A newscaster announced following the scene of the accident. I watched the scene in horror— how did I survive that?—then the man holding a cigarette flashed through my mind, “Did.. did….. that… man save me?” “The truck driver?” The man scoffed, “You don’t get it yet? Do you really think it was an accident?”

I said, walking to the bed to grab and kiss her. After I devoured her lips for an undetermined amount of time, I pulled back, looking into her eyes. “Now you can sleep in peace after that intense orgasm,” I said, giving her a side smirk. I knew she was tired, so we weren’t going to go all the way tonight. However, we would both sleep satisfied. The next day, Sophia lightly shook me to wake me up. “Babe, you need to see this. Violet is dead.” I frowned as I looked at the phone screen and read the caption. [Violet Miller found dead in a suspected suicide case.]

I saw the fire that made me fall for her. I saw the pain I had caused. We drove in silence again. But this time, it wasn’t empty. It was thick. Charged. Alive. She leaned against the door, staring out the window, her shoulders tense. I didn’t know what she was thinking. Because no matter how much she tried to end it, I had already decided. I wasn’t letting her go. The Virgin wife. Kept on ringing in my head. Eveyeln my wife, a virgin? How? Is that even possible?

With reluctance, the staff involved with the surprise packages filed out, and before long the crowd of people also dispersed, leaving just two of us in the room. I turned back to the young lady who was up and fully dressed at this point. "What is your name?" I asked. "Vivian." She answered. "Alright Vivian, listen and listen very well. I do not care whatever might have happened between us. It was never meant to be and that's it!" By now, I could see the tears flowing freely down her cheek. I raised the tone of my voice. "Hey, listen! I have no interest in this your crocodile tears. For all I know, you could have orchestrated all these. Now I need you to get out of my room, out of my life and

"A suicide note. She's pregnant and her boyfriend cheated on her." Both Eva and Giselle gasp in shock. Violet killed herself because of the man she loved. Violet was a very nice lady and friendly to everyone. She always smiles and joke around. Who would have thought that she has some serious problems. Eva felt so bad for her. She had her whole future ahead of her but now, just because of a worthless man, everything's gone. What breaks her the more is the fact that she was pregnant. This made Eva recall one of the best advise her mom gave her.