Sariel's point of view "Let's go outside? We can't talk here in the middle of the bookstore," I respond. But before that, I saw Lexi and Kenzie peeking at us from the stationary section. I frowned in their direction. What are they doing? Maddy started walking outside, so I just followed him. "Wait, where are we going?" He didn't respond to me. I thought we would go inside the lift, but instead, he goes to the stairs and waits there. I hesitated, but I had no choice—I had to talk to him about Murphy. He motioned for me to follow. This area is for staff use only and leads to a restricted area. Why is he taking me here? I growled at him, "I told you we needed to talk." By now, I'm starting to get pissed. He answers, "Yeah, I know. So, talk," with a fierce expression in his eyes. I shot him a look like, Are you kidding me? Talk? Here? In a personnel-restricted area? There's no one passing by. Well, of course, it's a restricted area. I'm not thinking that he's going to do anything to
Sariel's point of view "Ahhh," I moan, but then I remember we're in public, and someone might hear me, so I stifle my moan. I'm really wet down there. He slowly and deeply slides his fingers as he finger-fucks me, moving them in and out. I make a sound like a sob as I clench around him. I want to scream, but I can't. Gracious, it feels like I'm being punished, but it's different—it's so good. His fingers feel amazing—they're big and fit inside of me perfectly—but this is the first time I've experienced it with someone else's fingers. I mean, I do finger myself, and it sucks, but at least I experience some pleasure. He inserted another finger, and I arched my back. With a sinister gleam in his eyes, he looks down at me. My eyes roll back in my head. I'm trembling all over. As his fingers delve into my pússy, it melts in his hand. As the orgasm lingers, he slowly circles. "You good?" I nod, as if my voice is trapped in my throat. He slowly and deeply rubs around my clitoral area, his
Sariel's point of view It's been a week since that incident on the stairs. My period has been intense. My mom told me to go for a checkup, but of course, I refused. I'll just leave it to Eva, well? I also don’t take pain relievers; I’m not into medications. Even when I get sick, I don’t take tablets or capsules. I remember how he took care of me, like I was his baby. Well, duh, I am his baby. His patience is truly impressive. Thank goodness he endured my tantrums. I also keep visiting him at his penthouse. Like, really? Shouldn't the guy be the one visiting? But he does pick me up and drop me off, usually at Meli's place. I'm currently lying down on his couch in the living room, clutching a hot compress on my belly. The hot compress is enough for me; it really helps ease the pain. "Hey, do you want some chocolate?" he asked while approaching me. My eyes brightened when I heard the word 'chocolate.' "Yes, please. Dark chocolate?" I looked up. "Yeah, sure," he answered, continuin
Third Person's Point of View “Dad, are you okay? ”She gently asked her father. They met at a small inn to ensure no one would recognize them. “Yes, I’m fine,” he hissed. He didn’t know what to do anymore because his business was really going down. What he needed most right now was his daughter, who could help with his plans. “How are things going with you and the guys? ”He asked his daughter. A look of concern crossed his daughter’s face. “It’s okay, Dad. I think they’re still busy with their own activities,” his daughter explained. He smirked at what he heard. “Then, let’s start with one of them, the lesser-known one,” he said excitedly. His daughter quickly agreed, and they burst into laughter like maniacs. “So? Where’s the location? I think we should find a place far away from civilization, where no one can find us, or perhaps a thousand-year-old abandoned place,” she suggested. Her father just nodded in agreement. He was amazed by his daughter’s intelligence; there was no d
Maddox's point of viewSariel asked me to sing. I don’t know why, but it’s been a long time since I last sang. I hesitated at first, but when I looked into her pleading almond-shaped eyes, I realized I couldn't refuse her. So, I asked her what song she wanted. She requested Too Sweet by Hozier; it’s pretty easy to sing.If I compare her to the song Too Sweet, I'm not sure if she deserves someone like me. I can't promise to protect her, but I've already told her that I own her and that my world is dangerous for her. Yet, I don't think I can let her go. I don't want another man to have her; I want her to be mine and mine alone. I may be alluring to her, but I am also merciless. I fear I might hurt her in the future and won’t be able to protect her. I hope that I do not regret claiming her as my own, because she is too good for me. However, if that is the case, I will address it at a later time. Damn, I'm thinking too far ahead again.I snapped back to reality when Sariel wrapped her arm
Sariel's point of view "What?!" I shrieked at Maddy. Oh my. Why did that have to happen? "Yes, I'm unsure about the precise events that took place. Anyway, I have to figure it out. I'll go see Kenzie first. Will you be okay here?" He asked anxiously. I jumped off his lap and settled next to him. "No, I'll go home first. Just keep me updated on the news," I said sadly. We had planned a hike, but it looks like he still wants to continue it. "Can you drop me off at Meli's? I need to pick up some things." "Sure, come on, let's go," he replied, getting up and holding my hand. I grabbed my belongings, and we left his penthouse. As we got into the elevator, I asked, "Who do you think set the fire? Of all places, why Jungle K? For goodness' sake, there’s just a lot of wood there. What do they gain from burning it? I feel like strangling w
Third person's point of view Finn Dixon was at his adoptive parents' old manor. It had been a year since he last visited. He wanted to reminisce about the past. Somehow, he missed the parents who had taken him in. In his mind, he wished he could go back to his childhood, when it was just him and his adoptive parents—just the three of them. His sister was an obstacle. Why did she have to come along? Finn would never forget the first time he set foot inside the Carters' manor. He had been a foster child and suffered abuse. Luckily, the Carters had stopped by the private foster home. They learned about the boy's story, so they temporarily took him in to care for him. Finn was overjoyed that someone had decided to take care of him; he had longed for that to happen. "Hello, your name is Finn, right?" Mrs. Carter asked the little boy, who was seven years old. "Yes," the adorable little boy muttered. He was shy and adorable, so much so that Mrs. Carter already wanted to adopt him. "We
Maddox's point of view After dropping Sariel off at Nyx's house, I immediately went to see Kenzie. He still owed me a lot of information. "Yow, the Finnshole is on the move. I have some intriguing tea, look," Kenzie said as he showed me his laptop with a picture of Finn getting out of his car. This assholé is really enjoying his life, isn't he? If I ever encounter him, I intend to shove all of the threats he sent me down his throat. "Where is that place?" As I settled into the chair beside him, I posed the question. We're at my office's rest house. "Somewhere downtown in Carter's Valley. And—after that, I can't track him because someone is blocking my system. Damn. I feel like I'm becoming an idiot," Kenzie sighed out of frustration. I simply shook my head at his overreaction. "Where's Lowe?" "He's with Sunny, probably having some
Sariel's Point of View I simply approached them and took a seat across from Maddox. I didn’t even glance at the woman who had been staring at me since she turned to look earlier. Great, do I look ugly to her now? My eyes are still swelling. Maddox didn’t seem to mind, though. My stomach felt more sour as I stared at the prepared dishes. My gaze shifted to Maddox when he started talking. "This is Winona, Sariel, and that's Sariel." He gestured back and forth between me and Winona. "Winona will be staying here for a while. Meli and Aster are still in Cebu, so no one can stay with her. I just can’t let her stay alone in the hotel. "She's just here for a vacation," he explained. I shrugged, not really caring if she stayed or not. It’s his house anyway. "Sure, nice meeting you. Feel free to roam around as you wish. Just don’t mind me." I looked up at Winona and smiled. Gosh, she just smiled back. "Thank you, Sariel. Nice meeting you, too. I hope we can be friends." She beamed
Sariel's Point of View The open floor-to-ceiling windows make me wake up as the sun rises, hitting my face. I grab my head. Damn. What a hell of a hangover. This is definitely the last time I drink. Yeah, it’s always the "last," but I never stick to it. I yawn and hug the guy next to me even tighter. It feels like I’m still dreaming. Why do I smell the perfume of Maddox the great? I open my eyes and start to feel my body. Damn, I move slightly and feel pain in my core. Gosh, I’m not dreaming anymore. I’m in reality. "Ha! Woah, you still don’t have any shame on you, do you?" I jump when the guy suddenly speaks. I look up at him, and my eyes widen even more. I shrieked and got up, pulling the duvet to cover my naked body, but then I realized that we are still both naked under the thick duvet. "What did you do to me? I thought I was with a different man. I didn't expect that... It's you," I murmur after. "Yeah? You didn't realize? Would you like me to provide further details
Sariel's point of view I moistened my lips, then stammered out a weak, "Thank you. You can make it much harder. Let's proceed to the final phase of the encounter. Let me squirt around your cock." Then, he carefully strips, exposing his chest; after that, his pants and garments exposed his large cock in front of me, and he affectionately stroked it, making me feel nervous. I can't believe it. He was so huge and thick that I worried about whether or not he would be able to fit inside of me. "Holy mother, fuck. The size of yours is really huge. I'm going to run for my life right now." As I snicker, my arousal is palpable, and my pússy is already itching just from looking at it. "It can fit, baby. Let me stretchsexize you to fit it," he snorted, grinning at me. "stretchsexize? What do you mean?" I asked, and my brows snapped together in confusion. "Yup, stretchsexize. Let me stretch you for exercise from the tip of my cock, and then I can fully enter you," he deadpanned, licking his
Sariel's point of view"Play with me tonight," I mumbled, my cúnt aching for his touch as our gazes locked once more, intensifying the boldness of his look and causing me to shudder with terror. He moves closer, this time claiming my lips as he presses me to the bed. Now I'm beneath his weight. His heated touch sent shivers down my spine as he began to move his hand from top to bottom. I went into a convulsion from his hot, callous touch. His hand slid to the spot where my entrance was, and I hitched my breath. I didn't know if I was going crazy or what I was thinking because it was Maddox on top of me. Damn. I must really be drunk.He moved slowly down to where my cúnt was. When he got there, he abruptly separated my thighs and raised the hem of my tactical skirt. He then put my legs on his shoulder and smelled my cúnt. "You smell so good, and I can smell your wetness already," he rasps as he looks up at me. "Are you sure about this? You won't regret it tomorrow? Because if it means
Maddox's Point of View We are currently at the Daxology Club, which serves a variety of functions. It’s a celebration of the Martinelli farewell party. I left Sariel with Meli. That woman can be such a headache. My eyes drift to the bar counter and linger on a perfect ass showcased by a silky, tight red dress. Her long, dark brown hair falls in wavy curls all the way down her back. She turns her head toward the woman next to her and laughs. A smile spreads across my face. How I would love to devour her! "Hey, dude, while I was in one of your reserved VIP rooms earlier, I noticed your girl, Sariel. Why is she even in that place? Aren't you afraid that she might be with someone else?" one of my friends asked. I furrowed my brow at him. "What do you mean? Hopefully, you’ve made a mistake. I left her with Nyx earlier." I snarled, my face twisted with annoyance. "My eyes are clear, Maddox, but that’s exactly what I saw. Just check the VIP AB69 room first." He frowned. I nodded at him
Sariel's point of view "Stay here, don't leave. I have something to attend to in the VIP room," he said with a warning tone, gesturing towards the upstairs area. I think the glass there is tinted. I just nodded at him as he said a lot, he ordered for me a drink while I waited. I requested a Margarita. He got up and went up to the VIP room; I'm sure he can still see me from here. So I have nothing to worry about. Haisst, it's so boring when you're alone. I wish at least one handsome guy would approach me. Gosh, self. The audacity? I closed my eyes when I heard relaxing music. I abruptly opened my eyes when I felt someone sitting beside me, thinking it was Maddox. Then, another person sat on my left and touched my shoulder, which made me a bit nervous about their intentions. "Hi, there, beautiful," one of them greeted. Yeah, I did wish earlier that someone would approach me, even just one handsome guy. But there are two of them, and they look kind of sleazy. "Uhmm.
Sariel's Point of View We are in a guest room. Sigh, I decided not to dwell on what happened earlier. Meli said she had something to tell me. We are both sitting on the bed, facing each other. "Hey, so? What can I do for you that you can't do for me?" I ask, smiling ear to ear, clasping our hands together. I just missed her so much. "You're really crazy, you know. What will I tell my brother now?" she says, frowning. Oh? My smile faded. "He won't bite you, you know. He loves you." I gently tap her back to comfort her. "Hmph... I don't know, shheesss," Meli rolled her eyes. "And if your brother kicks you out, just call me right away. I'll take you to Sister's place. You're beautiful, and I bet a lot of wealthy guys would--" she interrupted me by playfully slapping my mouth. "Silly, my brother would never do that. Go away," she was about to get up, but I stopped her. She turned and glared at me. "Yes?" "Yes, sure. So, what are you going to do now?" "I'm going to watch a movi
Sariel's Point of View After the event, we headed to Owen's mansion to celebrate his mother's birthday. He really wanted to bring us all along. I wasn’t planning to join, but I had no choice—Maddox might drag me there if I try to back out. "Sariel, do you want to ride with me?" Owen asked. I was about to answer, but someone wrapped an arm around my waist. I frowned because I already knew who it was. "She's coming with me," Maddox cooed. Owen raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, she's all yours," Owen chuckled and then went to his car. "Let's go," Maddox snapped, then led the way to his car. "It's okay if I don't join. I can just take a taxi back home," I suggested, hoping he'd agree. But I must've made a mistake because it seemed like I just ignited the fire inside him. He clenched his jaw and exclaimed, "Shut up, or else I'm going to keep you at the opposite side of my car, in the trunk, if you mention coming home one more time." Okay, fine, Maddog clearly doesn't jo
Sariel's point of view The memory of my father's murder haunts me like a horrific nightmare, making it impossible to open my eyes and escape the darkness that threatens to consume me. It is painful to see him caught in the crossfire. My uncle laughed at us as if we weren't related, as if we weren't even part of the same family. I keep having the same dream over and over again whenever I get sick. Maddox is about halfway through my thoughts, and my eyes begin to well up with tears. He consistently speaks to me in a manner that has the power to shatter me into a million pieces. The words he utters every second, every minute, and every hour leave me speechless. He never fails to remind me, always saying, "Given that, I would love to see your pain. That is something I will do everything in my power to ensure happens. You will experience the same suffering I did when my parents passed away. It is my goal to bring you down with me." How can he hurt me with his words, yet at the same ti