Chapter 67. “You think Daddy is done with you?”Devine voice was calm, almost gentle, but beneath it lay a dangerous sensation. Nuella swallowed softly. She could feel the warning in his voice, more like the calm before the thunder.Still kneeling, Nuella’s breath hitched as she looked up at him. Her lips were still slick, her tongue tracing where his fingers had touched.She shook her head slowly. “No, Daddy,” she whispered, her eyes blazing with something hot. Devine’s eyes moved from her face, dropped to her mouth. A flicker of hunger darkened his gaze, his muscles clenching with need, desire, and an unquenchable thirst. Without a word, he undid his belt—slowly, purposefully, knowing he was about to punish her. Her eyes never left his hands. She watched the buckle fall open, her lips parting in anticipation, pussy dripping with desire. God! She was turning into a version of herself she could not understand. Dripping and throbbing every freaking minutes. When he slid the zip
Chapter 66. Nuella gasped, glaring harder at Devine who was now grinning devilishly. “You wizard!” She sneered at him, but his lips only curled, legs matching harder on the accelerator. A soft giggle tore past her lips and that mood hung in the air for long.The moment they arrived at the mall, Nuella slumped into the cream leather couch in the mall room. “Why are we here…” She glared at Devine who sat with zero emotion on his face. “To get you something to wear, of course.”Nuella made an eye roll, one that caught Devine’s attention. Then he turned to her, facing her side profile.“Did you just roll your eyes at me?”The question caught Nuella’s attention. She turned, glaring at him with parted lips. “I…”“Shhhs…” Devine hushed. “On your feet.”His voice came in low, yet lethal. Nuella’s breath hung against her throat. She glared at Devine who was already standing tall. “If you have me repeat myself then I would fuck every ounce of disrespect off your body until you can
. Chapter 65. Samatha’s eyes burned with something she couldn’t quite explain. But the moment Nuella walked in, all the anger and fury from a second ago washed away. She had not expected it to be Nuella. To her, it was some random maid, coming to clean the room and stress her again. “Nella…”Samantha called, switching up her mood. Nutella brows knitted for only a second before her expression returned to normal. She walked into the room, uncertain of what to hold regarding Samantha’s expression. She could have sworn that she had seen a hint of anger on Samantha’s face.“Are you done taking.…”Nuella’s heart skipped at the sound of that. “Taking your Mafia classes?”As Samantha completed the sentence, her heart settled into ease. Nuella had sworn that she had heard something else at the back of her head. Her mind had strayed to “Were you done taking your master’s cock.” That was what she had heard before Samantha had completed her words. She forced out a smile, taking a step
Chapter 64. Samantha walked into the private bar section of the house with nothing but the intention to apologize. Ivano had scolded her yesterday and after she had also sat to reflect on how rude she had been to her sister. She shouldn't have said such words. “Ella….” Her words tailed off, legs halting at the sight in front of her. She never expected to see Mr Lorenzo here, let alone, sitting opposite Nuella with crumbled clothes and a glass in his hand. Her eyes moved around his body, the position of his dress, his jaws, he looked….She brushed the thoughts off, her eyes moving gently to Nuella, but her sister radiated the same energy. Messy hair, flushed cheeks, uneven reaction. Could something???No. Never. It was her silly thoughts. Mr Lorenzo would never approach her sister. And most definitely, her sister would never desire Mr Lorenzo. Even though he was hot and many more, she knew her sister knew when and where to draw the line. “Sam…” Nuella called getting off the
Chapter 63.The kiss never really ended. It just changed. Into something sinful. Dark and lethal. Mouth parted only for gasps. Only for kind of low, broken moans that made Devine grip tighten on Nuella’s thighs like as if of he let go he would lose her. Nuella pussy tinged with burning sensation. She was already soaked for him— and he didn't even need to look. He just slid his hand deeper between her thighs—feeling it. The heat and softness of her ready slick. Nuella’s hips lifted helplessly, breath heavy and needy. Devine’s mouth curled low, hands gripping his anticipating cock. This was wrong, Nuella thought within her as she felt the tip of his cock against her thighs. Her chest tightened. This was more than wrong. This was deadly, and sinful. If anyone barged into them, then she would be doomed but some way, the thoughts of that excited her, leaving her to desire more and more of him and him? He gave her what she wanted. He pushed into her, with a low groan, slow but deep,
Chapter 62.Devine arrived at Nuella’s house and the guards immediately bowed to his arrival. In this part of the world, and even outside it. He was in control. Even here in his friend’s house. He held more power. Because he! He was Mafia lord Lorenzo and both the air and humans in general bend to him. “My lord.” A maid walked into the living room, bowing her head to him at first sight. “Is everyone at home?” His voice came out sharp, dripping with nothing but authority. Devine’s brows knitted. Even he said, everyone, he meant Nuella. This maid was just too dumb to know. “Is Nuella at home?”The lady raised her gaze. Hesitating. “My lady asked not to be disturbed.” Devine's jaws clamped, fingers itching to grip her neck and rip her head off it. “Does your lady know I am here?”She shook her head immediately. “Good. Because your lady would not hesitate to fire your sorry ass. Now where is she?”His voice was low, yet dangerous. “She is in the secluded bar section of the hous