Third Person's Point of View Finn and Verity had changed their minds after spotting a good opportunity to harm the Venturas. They planned ahead to ensure success. They found an abandoned ten-story building, far from civilization and at a dead end, giving them the freedom to do whatever they planned. Even setting off a bomb would be fine. However, their real plan was to plant a bomb outside the building. Finn was confident in the success of their meticulously planned strategy. Finn's plan was gradual, but he was worried about his daughter, Verity—he didn’t want her to get hurt, but he had no choice. He would only make it up to her later. "Dad, I've already placed the three speakers in the corner, and the wireless CCTV is up there. Maybe you should place it? I can't reach the ceiling, and there's a rotten ladder hidden behind the broken cabinets," Verity said, taking a deep breath. Finn nodded and followed her instructions. He let
Sariel’s point of view I’m all set and excited to meet Maddy. So, I really made an effort tonight. To show off my playful side, I'm wearing a basic black cross-front blouse paired with a midi skirt with a cheetah print. A light pair of strappy shoes completes my look, adding a touch of polish. Errr... I hope Maddy likes it. I did put in the effort after all. When I meet Murphy later, I'll make myself look less attractive. Only Maddy deserves to see my true beauty, pfft... I giggled at the thought. I took a deep breath and checked my face again. Just light makeup and curled hair. Once I was satisfied with how I looked, I said goodbye to Mom. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to come home later or if I’d just sleep over at Meli’s place. As long as I was with Meli, Mom was fine with it. When I arrived at Meli’s house, she immediately looked me up and down—this girl is so judgmental.
Sariel's point of view "That's nice. Where are you? I'm going to fetch you." I'm still unsure if I should tell him where we are. It seems disrespectful to Maddy, since, after all, this is our date. It's so fancy, too, since she even booked a private room with a view of the city skyline. "Oh, wait a moment. I'm going to check the full location first," I say. I didn't let him respond, and I covered the speaker, asking Maddy. "Hmm, can I stay here after this date?" Or should I look for another place? I just need to talk to Murphy," I whispered, tugging his hand sideways. No matter how much I swat his hand away, it stays on me. Damn. His hand is so filthy that I'm at a loss for words. A crease appears between his brows. He leaned closer to me and whispered, "I'll allow you to meet with him, but I'll wait for
Sariel's point of view "Hey, what happened? What did that idiot do to you?" "I... I'm fine," I sigh. I immediately stopped him from going out. I may just ask him to buy me some cetirizine. Luckily, when I entered the restroom, there was no one around. "What happened? Why is your mouth turning red?" He choked out, then gently touched my mouth. "I have a citrus fruit allergy, and Murphy suddenly fed me some. He probably didn’t know," I finally explain. Damn. I'm starting to itch. "A citrus fruit allergy," he repeats. "What do you want me to do?" "Could you buy me some cetirizine? I'll just wait here," I mutter. "Oh, I think there are some here." "You want to come with me?" "I'd rather wait for you here," I mumble. I don’t want to run into Murphy. Additionally, people might stare at me. I probably look like a ghoul—did I just say that to myself? No way! He slowly nodded at my words. He crouches down and kisses my flushed mouth. "Hey, come on. I am concerned that I may experien
Sariel's point of view My breathing is rapid, and Murphy's proximity to me does not help. If he thinks I'm delighted with his behavior, he's wrong; I'm disgusted and ready to throw up in his face. "Murphy, can you stop already? Let's go home. I don't feel well," I screeched, rolling my eyes at him. He compelled me to face him by grabbing my hair and uttering, "Oh, so why are you being a bitch right now?" I grabbed his hand to stop him from pulling me away. "Let go of me, Murphy. You're hurting me," I spat, my lower lip quivering. But he didn’t release me. By digging my nails into his arm, I left marks. He hissed at me, "Damn, you're really a bitch. Tsk. Be thankful that I can't do anything to you right now because of your allergy. Don't worry; next time I’ll make sure to feed you plenty. I'm going to wait until your rash heals." I glared at him. "Before you do that, you might start lying on the floor," I complained. He finally let go of me. I fixed my hair. He's such a fool, ju
Sariel's point of view SUNDAY ANNIVERSARY PARTY I’ve dressed myself in a purple silk A-line cocktail dress with a clavicle-framing neckline. It fits with flares at the shoulders for an extravagant look and has soft, molded sleeves that follow my natural curves. The theme is pastel, and the dress code is cocktail attire for girls. We’re going to the mansion, and Tito has already arrived. Murphy? He's downstairs, talking to my mom. Tsk, as if my mom would actually like him for me. I also brought the gift for the anniversary couple. I let Mom choose it since I didn't know what to get. After finishing everything, I made my way downstairs. Murphy claps loudly, and it echoes through the room. I rolled my eyes at him. "Sar, you look amazing. I love your outfit," he said. It's like he's never seen me before, but he looks at me differently every day. "So? May I?" He approached me as I neared the last step and motioned his hand towards me. I took his hand immediately, even though I didn't
Sariel's Point of View Before we could reach the top, I stopped Murphy. “Wait, my purse, I need it. I didn’t bring it with me.” “What? I thought you had it? I’ll get it; just wait here,” he said, but I didn’t let him. Even though I was dizzy, I did my best to get back to our table from earlier. When I arrived, all the remaining men immediately focused on me. I ignored them and sat back down. Damn. If I went back with Murphy and Jasper upstairs, it might be the end for me. I’ll just have to endure the heat I’m feeling. I felt Murphy behind me. “I thought you were going to the restroom? ”He leaned in and whispered in my ear. “No, it’s not necessary. I suddenly changed my mind; let’s stay here for now,” I murmured. He only responded with, “Okay,” and sat down to my right once more, with Jasper returning to my left. I felt stiff; I was uncomfortable between them. I needed to do something to ease my anxiety. I took my phone from my purse and planned to send a message to Maddox. 'Hey
Sariel's point of view I don’t know how many minutes I was unconscious, but I don’t care. The pain in my head is still pounding, and I groan, feeling like I’m about to pass out again. Maddy comes to mind, followed by Murphy and Jasper chasing me. I woke up when I heard Maddy groaning, and my eyes widened. What the hell was he doing? I tried to get up and stop him, but he just glared at me. I begged him to stop, but his shallow breathing and intense pounding made it seem like he didn't hear me. My body hurt, and I wasn’t okay. My foot was swollen as a result of Murphy's stomping, and it felt as though a hammer was still striking my head. “Maddy, please,” I pleaded again. “Please, what?” he roared back. “Just stop; you’re killing me. It hurts; please stop, let go,” I said, wiping the tears running down my cheeks. I grasped his arms and hugged him. “Please?” He stopped and faced me, but then he turned to look back at Murphy and punched him in the face one last time. Maddy was sti
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