Warning đŻ â ïž: For 18+ and above. She was never supposed to be his. But some sins are too alluring to resist. A Sweet Sin is the forbidden and tempting relationship between Bastian and Lilith. At the beginning Lilith was just curious and drawn to Bastian, until she had a taste. Bastian Lockhart is a sad billionaire with a lots of traumas. He fights his desires for Lilith wanting to protect and not give in to his darker desires. He has vowed to protect her. But who will protect him from his darkest desire? Teaser: "You are playing with fire, Lilith." I tried warning her again. "Let me burn daddy," she said, I knew right there, that we will both be burning and not just her. Warning â ïž this is pure dark romance vibes for my girlies.
View More~Lilith's POV~It canât be true, right? What kind of nonsense is this? Ha! What has my foolhardy stubbornness gotten me into now?Bastian has two children with his brotherâs wife? This family gives off serious horror movie vibes, one terrible secret after another, and somehow, Iâm always caught in the middle of this madness. I need to leave.I turn away, trying to move my stiff legs, but they feel like lead. I drag them forward, forcing myself to walk, ignoring the way Bastianâs face drains of color when our eyes meet. His blue eyes are filled with fear. Hurt."Lilith, please, wait." His voice is desperate. No, I can't. I just need to get out of here. I canât be here."Please, just listen to me," he says, his voice breaking in a way that shreds my heart into a million pieces.I want to stay. I want to hold him, tell him everything is okayâbut I canât. Iâm too young for this level of drama. My own family is already a mess with my motherâs controlling ways, and now this? I can't afford
Bastian's POV"What did you just say?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He has to be joking. Itâs been years, why is he telling me this now? None of this makes sense."You heard me right, you stupid, man whoring bastard!" Alfonso roared, his voice filled with venom, as he lunged forward, grabbing me by the collar.I was too stunned to react. Lucy? Pregnant? With my child? I have a child? The words echoed in my head, louder and louder, drowning out the rest of the room. What kind of madness is this?"Now youâre speechless? When you fucked her that night, what were you expecting?" His words hit me like a slap to the face as he shook me violently, his grip tightening around my shirt."Shut the fuck up!" I hissed, shoving him off me with enough force to make him stagger back a few steps.He stared at me, eyes wide in disbelief, as if Iâd done the unthinkable.But his shock didnât last long. Slowly, his expression twisted into something dark. His eyes turned red with rage, the vei
Bastian's POVA knock at the door pulled me from sleep. I frowned, glancing at Lilith curled up beside me, looking peaceful, her face soft and angelic. Whoever was at the door better have a damn good reason for disturbing us.I climbed out of bed, careful not to wake her, and grabbed the robe hanging on the chair. Pulling it around me, I opened the door to find Alfonso standing there, his usual cold expression firmly in place. Yeah, the ever perfect child.âSorry for interrupting you so early,â he said, his voice as detached as ever. â It's obvious, you are busy with your little whore.â â Yes, my whore is perfect for me just like your wife once wanted to be.â I see a flicker of annoyance in his eyes as his jaws tightened.I leaned against the doorframe, studying him. Alfonso had always been a reminder of what Iâd walked away from. The perfect eldest son. The obedient heir. The man who somehow managed to avoid being completely broken by our mother.He run a hand over his face. â I am
Bastian's POV âDaddy, I want you,â Lilith repeats, grinding her soft, tight ass against me, eliciting a response from my body. Truth be told, Iâm addicted to her now. She knows it and takes full advantage.âNot today, wildcat. You still need rest. Now, behave,â I murmur into her ear, using that voice I know women melt for as I nibble on her neck. Lilith always tries to bring out the bad guy from my twenties.She arches her neck further, giving me a perfect view of her fair skin. Itâs tempting to sink my teeth into her and mark her as mine. I want my mark on her, especially if my foolish nephew ever decides he wants her back.As much as I act unfazed by her revelation, Iâm livid. Lilith is the sweetest being Iâve ever known. A little rebellious, yes, but that feistiness is exactly what I like about her.She hasnât told me everything, I know that. And I know sheâs trying to distract me, grinding her warm, wet core against me to avoid my questions.â Daddy, you want me. I know you do.â
~Lilithâs POV~"Lilith."My body instinctively stiffened. I could never mistake that voice. It was him. The bastard whoâd slept with both my mother and my best friend. What was he doing here?"Itâs alright, kitten. Itâs just my nephew," Bastian said in a soothing tone. Nephew? Markle was a Lockhart as well? The son of Rebecca? Well, isnât the world just impossibly small.Bury me. I groaned inwardly. I still couldnât stand Markle, even though Iâd gotten over him, mostly thanks to how ridiculously attractive his uncle was. So, this is what Tommy meant when he mentioned Markle coming to Scotland.And, of course, the universe couldnât resist making things worse by orchestrating his arrival while I was here with his uncle. Life really had a twisted sense of humor. I scowled."Markle, my sweet boy," Hellena began in an overly sweet tone. Sweet boy, my foot. Your grandson is a bastard, madam. He slept with the woman who stole his motherâs fiancĂ© and the very woman you despise with so much pas
Bastian's POV I shouldnât have been so rough with her yesterday. No matter how much I try to sugarcoat my desires and guilt, it doesnât change the fact that Iâm fucking my best friendâs daughterthe very girl he trusted me with. My phone rings, and itâs none other than Marcus, my best friend. Iâve been avoiding his calls ever since Lilith and I came to Scotland, unable to face my guilt and the knowledge of what Iâve been doing. I debate whether to answer or let it ring. Eventually, I decided to take the call. He must be worried about his daughter, especially, during the holiday season. I had planned to ask Lilith to spend Christmas with me, though I had only intended to stay in Scotland for two or three weeks at most. I quietly pull away from Lilith, not wanting to wake her. âHi, buddy,â Marcus greets me. âHi, bro,â I reply weakly, fresh guilt washing over me. Iâve wrestled with this over and over, the fact that Iâm dating someone my daughterâs age. Iâm no better than the pedophil
Lilith POV"Say that again, kitten," he drawled, his tone a perfect blend of menace and seduction. The way he looked at me, both dangerous and irresistibly sexy, sent a rush of heat and raw lust through my body, lighting a deep, aching longing I couldn't control."I don't have to say anything, Daddy. I want you, and I will have you." I looked up at him, watching the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. His already engorged cock seemed to grow even harder, and I couldnât help myself, I licked my lips, desire burning through me.My insides craved to feel that thing again. He gripped my head, his eyes filled with so much lust it felt like he was devouring me whole. A shiver of anticipation ran through me at the thought of all the wonderful things he could do to me."Since you want this cock so much, I will give it to you. Iâll give you a second to pick a safe word," he drawled, tipping my chin upward so I was forced to look into his eyes.A safe word? What does he mean by safe wo
Bastian's POV Seeing her sleep so peacefully after everything that happened last night makes me want to wake her up again. Lilith came undone in my arms last night, and nothing has ever felt as good as watching her lose herself with me. I wanted her again, but I feared she might be sore from all the pounding her body endured. I softly kissed her temple. The tenderness of my own action surprised me. I guess I shouldn't be shocked that Lilith makes me feel this way. As she began to stir, I gently moved her closer into my open arms for a snuggle. Sheâs such a kitten. Itâs only a matter of time before she starts purring. Then again, she did purr last night. I couldnât help but chuckle at the thought. âIt's Sunday, Ella. I want to sleep in,â she mumbled, pulling the blanket over us. I chuckled again at her cuteness. âYou should wake up, kitten. You need food and some ointment. And just so you know, Iâm not done with you yet.â Her eyes snapped open at that. She looked at me, and it wa
Bastian's POVThe knock came, sharp and deliberate, slicing through the stillness of the room. My chest tightened as I rose, each step deliberate, carrying the weight of the confrontation I already felt brewing. I knew who might be waiting on the other side.âGet some rest, Kitten. Iâll take care of it.â My voice was calm, though my mind churned. I leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her temple. Lilith's wide, questioning eyes locked on mine, her lips parting as if to speak.âIâll handle this,â I repeated before she could say a word.The knock persisted, insistent, like a challenge. A flare of anger rose in me. I quickly pulled on my shirt, unwilling to let this disturbance unsettle her further. Lilith had already endured more than enough.Her silence lingered as she curled deeper into the bed. Turning away, I opened the door, bracing myself. My expectations were met; two figures stood there. The stylist Iâd called earlier shifted awkwardly with her equipment, while my mother stood st
Bastian's POV The low hum of the city buzzed in the distance, a backdrop to the thrum of my heartbeat. I shouldnât be here. Not now. Not with her. But the pull was stronger than my will. I hear my footsteps echo down the hallway, bouncing off the walls like a warning. I could feel the sweat dampening my palms, the tightness in my chest that came with knowing I was walking into a willing sin. The door stood before me, simple, wooden, yet so much heavier than it should be. Behind it was everything I should avoid. Everything I had no right to want, yet, I am unable to ignore the pull. HER. Lilith Morrell. I knew she was there waiting for me. I gritted my teeth, my hand hovering and shaking over the brass doorknob. The metal was cool, but within, I burned with the heat of a thousand forbidden desires. One twist, one pull, and Iâd be on the other side. Iâd told myself I could handle it, her. That I could stay in control, and keep the boundary between us clear. But the more I s...
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