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Maybe I never loved to discuss my life a lot, especially with people. Opening up was one thing I barely held onto.It feels like showing your wounds to the world, where all you get is pity or, most times, hate.The perks of being a nerd, I guess. Even with my father's short wealth, I would always never try to show up as a rich man’s daughter.It was always like we lived in fear, or, most times, my father was trying so hard to protect me from something.The incident two years ago had perhaps carved me more into my shell, a burden I carry even to this day. Maybe life would have turned out differently for me? For Dad?The weight of their attention on me was deafening. We had already ordered our meals, yet I felt some type of way eating in their midst.An intruder.That’s how she made me feel, the blonde girl with huge tits sitting on his lap.The rest of the group made small talk with me often, especially Jane.Wesley's question must have thrown me off the edge, a huge silence following.
Last Updated : 2025-02-05Abaddon’s Girl His Prey
A sigh escapes my lips as I stare at my reflection in the mirror, a lot presently running through my mind.My phone beeps again, and I know who it is. Kira!We are outside waiting. Dress to kill, babes!I roll my eyes at her words. The entire day at school, both she and Jane repeatedly reminded me of the birthday bash at Drey's. It was the first party of the semester, meaning it was not to be missed in Kira's words.Left to me, I would stay home and watch my favorite show, Friends, all over again, but here I am, dressed in a short skirt, paired with my leather jacket and favorite boots.For the first time in two years, I did my hair and makeup. Even Maggie, our housekeeper, applauded my looks for tonight. Father was not yet back from his trip so like him, leaving me all alone. This, I have suffered since that horrible incident.Both girls love my look for the night, though Jane disapproves of the black stocking hose I wear to keep my legs from freezing. Tonight's weather is chilly."Y
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Abaddon’s Girl Favorite candy in the world
Scared as hell, my feet moved back as he drew closer, dark eyes observing me.“What do you want?” I managed to ask amidst fear.“Oh, I want so many things…”My back hit against the wall; there was nowhere to escape. I'm trapped between his outstretched arms and the wall.Never where I imagined the evening would lead to. Was this not the same person whom my presence disgusted?“Please don’t… or I’ll scream.”A chuckle escaped his lips, sending a jolt through my body.He leaned closer, whispering into my ear, “They'll only think I'm fucking you harder.”His words sent a wave through me, and in seconds, I hit his crotch with my knee—well, almost—before pushing him to escape.Yet, luck was not on my side; the door seemed to be locked from the outside. I kept banging and hitting it, but no one seemed to hear my cries.“You think I’d let you escape just like that? Pathetic!” he growled.Suddenly, Kiwor handed me a phone, which I hesitantly took.“What’s this?”“A little present from me to y
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Abaddon’s Girl Stay Still
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Last Updated : 2025-02-21Abaddon’s Girl How you taste
I woke up to a resounding headache. For the first time, the night had been a long one, filled with unending haunting. After a hot shower, a beep from my phone gains my attention. *"Wear a skirt today. And your hair in a bun."* A message from Abaddon. My heart skips a beat seeing this. The fucker even had my number. His ways were not new to me anymore—at this point, I expect anything. The drive to school appears to be short, no matter how much I pray for more time. Anxiety crams my skin as I step onto the premises. I'm welcomed by Drey, who's waiting by my class entrance. "Good morning. I thought we could eat out together during lunch." He seems eager with his approach. Not that I objected, but a certain someone made me refrain from deciding too quickly. "It's only lunch, Aurelia. It's only a friendly gesture. We could at least get to know one another," he insists. Yeah, it *is* only lunch! I tell myself. Drey is a fine man, and if he wants to take me—a single woman
Last Updated : 2025-02-21Abaddon’s Girl Dinner with the guests
Crazy how things flip without warning. One minute you are happy, having the best of life, and the next, you are in pain.Torture. The exact word to call whatever he made me feel inside. The entire day, I stayed locked up in my room. Maggie was also in shock at my sudden return earlier today. Everything happened so fast.Whenever I close my eyes, the pain in his eyes haunts me. Drey appeared like his world had ended. And I was the reason.Abaddon must feel on top of the world after his classless act. He sure was the girls’ dream man, but not mine.Well, until he began his blackmail on me.My eyes turn glossy, staring at the content on my phone—a picture of him. Abaddon.Posted on his socials story. I had searched him up on the first night, sent him a request, which he hurriedly accepted. Surprisingly.A brunette lay on his chest. They were on the beach. Seems he and Kiwor skipped school to go surf.Right after he ate me out in an empty class. He’s ruined any chances I might have had wi
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Abaddon’s Girl Burning Whiskey
The next day, I did my best to ignore the group, especially Kira and Jane. During breaks, I hid in the library, not wanting to converse with them. My head was a mess; the blackmail with Abaddon was draining, but I didn't want it to affect my grades.My eyes searched for only one person the entire time: Drey. He had even ignored my messages on his socials, leaving me on read. My heart ached, recalling the moment he witnessed Abaddon and me.Luckily, as I exited the library, I saw Drey leaving with some girls."Drey!" I called out. As our eyes met, he only snubbed me, walking ahead.My feet moved on their own toward him; I chased behind, calling out for him. He only halted when we were out in front of the fields. He whispered to the girls, and they excused us."Hey, I'm sorry, please...""It's alright, Aurelia. You chose him, and I totally understand."His words pierced my heart like a thousand knives. If only he knew the truth."Drey... you have to believe me, it's not what you think.
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Abaddon’s Girl I’m done
The cold air burned my lungs as I ran, feet pounding against the forest floor, my breath ragged and sharp. Branches lashed at my arms, my face, but I didn’t stop—not when I heard him behind me, his voice like thunder crashing through the trees. “Aurelia!” His roar sent a fresh surge of adrenaline through my veins. I pushed harder, my legs trembling beneath me, but Abaddon was fast. Too fast. His heavy footfalls were closing in, his presence a force pressing against my back. I didn’t dare look over my shoulder. I couldn’t. Then my foot caught on something—an exposed root, a patch of uneven ground, I didn’t know. I stumbled, arms flailing, weight pitching forward. The world tilted as I fell, crashing through tangled branches before I hit the icy surface of the river below. Water enveloped me in an instant. Cold. So fucking cold. It stole the air from my lungs, numbed my limbs. The current dragged me under, spinning me in a violent embrace. I kicked, clawed at the surface, but
Abaddon’s Girl Look lost
Darkness. Then whispers. Low, hushed voices stirred through the silence, threading through my mind like an eerie melody. My body felt heavy, limbs weighed down as if the air itself was pressing against me. The bed beneath me was familiar—his bed. I blinked, my vision hazy, the room tilting in and out of focus. "She almost fell into the trap." "You should tell her sooner or later…" That voice. My pulse spiked as fragments of memory slammed into me all at once. The library. The whispers. That desperate plea for help. And then—Abaddon. I tried to move, my fingers twitching against the silk sheets. The voices stopped abruptly. Then—footsteps. Abaddon and Kiwor stood at the foot of the bed. "How do you feel?" His voice was deep, calm, but his dark eyes burned into me with something unreadable. "Like shit," I muttered, throat dry. My body ached, and a dull throbbing pounded at the back of my skull. They exchanged a look. One of those silent, knowing glances that only
Abaddon’s Girl Come closer
After having our outdoor breakfast, he pulled me back into the mansion. This time, we entered through the front door instead. Some students had already left, while a few still lingered in the Black mansion. Well, the entire group was still present. Kiwor stood by the kitchen counter with a mug in hand, dressed casually in joggers with his upper body bare. The same formidable smirk that never left his face was plastered as usual. My cheeks burned as the memory of last night resurfaced—how I had begged in front of this lunatic. The girls were already up, and before I could blink, they pulled me away from Abaddon's grip. I missed his warmth immediately. His eyes swept over my body possessively as he strode over to Kiwor, a silent reminder that I was his. The girls dragged me into a room, their chatter filling the air. Kira still had her makeup from last night, smudged but intact—a clear sign they had enjoyed themselves. "We figured you went home," Jane mused, her tone light.
Abaddon’s Girl I was his
I woke to soft, teasing touches trailing over my skin, the sensation so light, so deliberate, it felt like the remnants of a dream. But when his warm, wet mouth latched onto my other lips—the ones between my legs—it became clear this was anything but a dream. A broken moan slipped from my lips as he growled, low and commanding. “Sit on my face, baby.” I barely had time to process before he flipped me, his strong hands gripping my thighs, holding me in place as I trembled above him. His tongue flicked and teased, and I lost all control, grinding down, riding the pleasure as he devoured me. It didn’t stop until I shattered, until my release poured over his face, my cries of pleasure filling the air. Only when he had licked me dry, his hands still possessively tight on my hips, did he let go. And when he did, the smug grin curving his lips was a silent reminder of who owned me. The moon was high in the sky, its soft light flickering into the room, illuminating his sharp feature
Abaddon’s Girl Movie night princess
AURELIAI ran. My feet carried me faster than my mind could process, following his direction blindly, my breath ragged as I stumbled into the room. The door slammed shut behind me, the lock clicking into place. And then— I broke. The sob tore out of me before I could stop it, my body crumpling to the floor, arms wrapping around myself as if I could hold in the pain. The shame burned hot in my chest, mixing with the betrayal, the helplessness, the anger. I should have known better. I did know better. And yet, I had still stood there, hands trembling, voice cracking as I begged, begged for mercy in front of that sick bastard Kiwor. Abaddon made me do that. Made me fall to my knees, stripping me of whatever dignity I had left, and now I didn’t know if I could ever look at myself the same way again. Tears streamed down my face, fast and unrelenting, and I let them. Let them drown me. Minutes passed—maybe hours. I didn’t know. The ache settled deep in my bones, but
Abaddon’s Girl Hate me all you want
Abaddon’s PovThe second those words left her mouth, I fucking lost it. Another man? Touching her? Kissing her? Having her? Rage coiled through my veins, dark and vicious. My grip tightened on the steering wheel, knuckles straining white, my vision clouding with red. She had no fucking idea what she did to me. No idea how deep this obsession ran. Aurelia was mine. Always had been. Always would be. The car barely stopped before she flung the door open and stormed into the mansion, her hips swaying, her short cheer skirt bouncing, the bare skin of her thighs taunting me like a goddamn punishment. Fuck. All I saw was her beneath me, writhing, moaning, crying my name. I hadn't stopped thinking about it—not since that halftime show, when she stood there drenched in sweat, her body teasing me with every movement. My cock had been hard for her ever since, and it hadn't fucking gone away. My body burned for her. I followed her inside, closing the door behind me, the quiet of
Abaddon’s Girl Piece of cloth
The entire ride, I sat in silence, staring out at the city blurring past. My hands curled into fists in my lap, my chest tightening with every passing second. If only he knew what he did to me. How my body betrayed me whenever we were close. Like now, in his car, the scent of him surrounding me, the heat of his presence crawling under my skin. I bet I’d be called crazy for feeling this way about him. Maybe I am. But the worst part isn’t admitting it—it’s keeping it locked away, caging it inside, because the person responsible for it doesn’t treat me the way I wish he would. He’s been here for so long, traveled across countries, met women more beautiful, more experienced, more...everything. Kira made sure I knew that. That I was just another girl in the long line of them. There’s no way he’d treat me differently. So why do I feel like it should be different? Just because we fucked doesn’t mean I’m anything more than a bed warmer. The thought sent a violent shiver through me, m
Abaddon’s Girl Your choice
My reflection stared back at me, my eyes red and puffy from crying. Whether they were sad tears or happy ones, I had no idea at this point. Everything felt like a blur—like my emotions had been wrung out, leaving me raw and exposed. A knock on the stall door broke through my thoughts, persistent and unrelenting. I released a heavy sigh before finally unlocking it. "Can we please set aside the tension and have fun for the rest of the day?" Jane's voice was light, but there was an edge of concern as she reached for my hand, pulling me out of the stall. Kira stood nearby, arms crossed, guilt evident on her face. "I'm really sorry, Aurelia. For everything. We didn’t know how bad Abaddon had made things for you." I forced a half-hearted laugh, shaking my head. "It’s not your fault. He’s just a possessive, selfish bastard with no heart." Both girls giggled at that, though it was clear they were trying to lighten the mood. Before I knew it, they were pulling me into a tight hug, s
Abaddon’s Girl You don’t own me
"Hi, Elia. I brought you some chocolate—I know you like them."The young boy with striking green eyes spoke softly, his voice a balm to the sobbing girl. At the sight of him, her cries faded, her lips twitching into a small, hopeful smile. She threw her tiny arms around him, seeking comfort in his warmth, and he held her just as tightly. "Thank you. But… can you take me to my brother? I miss him."A sharp pang of jealousy twisted in the boy’s chest, but he swallowed it down, masking the hurt with a smile. "I promise to bring you to your brother."And she believed him. Every night, he came. Her only light in the dark. Her only escape from the cold, empty days. Until one night… he didn’t. His visits stopped. She waited. And waited. But he never returned. The little girl wept for days, convinced he had abandoned her—just like everyone else.Aurelia’s POVI woke up with a dull ache in my head, my body sluggish as the weight of last night’s memories crashed into me. Abadd
