“I know that's what I should want too,” she said, “but no. I accused you of being a psychopath, Eric. The truth is…I wonder if I don't have a problem. You should hate me, Eric. Now that you've decided your fate, you should want to kill me. But not. I can't imagine I never knew you."“Perhaps it is fate,” said Nana, “if you believe such things. Maybe I was scheduled to see you that day. I asked you once if you wanted to choose another girl to take your place. I wanted to say yes.”“I said no,” Eric whispered. He thought about what it would be like with another girl—whether he would develop the same feelings he had for Nana with someone else. From the very beginning he was very conflicted. He was almost ready to give up his life as Raymond's right-hand man, until Vladek suddenly reappeared. Perhaps his feelings had less to do with Nana, but more with his desire to transcend the past. However, he doubted it. Nana was unique to him. Can not replace.“Yes, but I wanted to say yes, Eric. If
Nana's face contorted and she seemed to burst into tears. She wrapped her arms around Eric's neck, squeezing him with all her might, “Oh my God! Oh Eric. I'm so sorry for calling you that. I am very sorry.”Eric's emotions were scattered everywhere. He didn't want her pity. He never wanted to be pitied. However, he still seemed to need Nana's arms. He wasn't in the mood to push her away.“I am not alone. There were six of us in all,” Eric said. He hugged Nana to his chest. “I don't remember being sold. There wasn't an auction or anything. I think I was delivered in a box. To this day, I still can't stand tight spaces - or boats - I hate boats."“A lot of things…,” Eric said with difficulty, “have happened to me. Narweh likes to beat me up…among other things.” Eric felt Nana's arms tighten around him.Mine!“I'm getting too big, I think. I am taller than the others. I have pubic and armpit hair. Men…” Eric swallowed heavily, “They want boys, not men. I think Narweh was going to kill me
Beneath the warm water, he kissed Nana. Just a few hours ago, he had declared that he would never kiss her again. He is such a fool! Pressing against her, his naked flesh against hers, he regretted all the terrible things he'd done to Nana. He decided he would do anything to make it up to her. He will beg your forgiveness. He will reveal his soul. He would bleed and die if necessary, but he would never harm Nana again.“I love you,” she said between kisses.“Shh,” Eric whispered against her mouth. He knew she wanted him to say those words. He really wanted to, but he didn't want to lie. Eric is a monster. Monsters don't know how to love. He cares. He is hungry. He desires. It must have felt more than he'd ever dared to dream, and yet...he couldn't be sure it was love. He won't lie.Eric knelt on his knees, kissing a long kiss along Nana's body. He sucked the water on her nipples, greedily sucking those hard spikes into his mouth. He licked beneath her breasts and then down her ribs. H
Eric carefully pulled out his fingers. Nana groaned and stopped kissing him. They both looked at his finger and noticed the pale pink blood on it. Eric could hear nothing but the sound of his heart beating in his ears.His!He tried glancing at Nana and saw that she was embarrassed. Looking into her eyes, Eric put his fingers to his mouth and licked the white blood off them. Nana's expression changed from embarrassment to shock.Eric didn't care. "There. Now you're part of me, forever. You're mine, Nana. I hope you understand.”Nana gulped, her eyes darting from Eric to his fingers and back. “I am yours,” she said, but then added, “only you. And you're mine, only mine."Eric could only smile. He couldn't say anything else."Ready?"She ran her hand down his face, "Yes."Eric reached down and grabbed his 'spear'. If he was ever this hard, he wouldn't be able to remember. He was glad it was Nana's first time, because he wouldn't be able to hold back for too long, and maybe that would ke
Once upon a time, Eric used to hold me in the dark, now he uses it to seduce me. His fingertips traced over my skin, while his lips found their way down my spine, making my goosebumps pop. I sighed and crouched beneath him, begging him."You're so naughty," he whispers at the end of my spine.“You deserve it,” I sigh into the mattress. One of his big hands wraps around my butt and I find myself lifting my hips up. I never wanted to leave Eric's bed again. I'm willing to live a life that just needs to be touched, kissed, and cuddled by him.He spanked my ass, “Careful, Kitten, if you ever put your butt in my face again, you'll learn what a pervert I am.”I froze for a second, not sure if I wanted to play this game, but then I felt Eric's teeth biting my ass and the thought flew away. Slowly, he sucked my flesh into his mouth and nibbled lightly. It's the perfect combination of pleasure and pain. His tongue licked in each place before moving to the next. Small gasps escaped my mouth wit
Raymond was delayed by some unexpected event, and Eric refused to tell me what. For two days, two nights, everything was wonderful. We had two full days to be ourselves, freed from all obligations and thoughts of revenge. Two days of making love every night in Eric's bed.Eric is still an eccentric bastard, and I'm glad that his penchant for creative torment hasn't diminished. My obsession with chastity was gone. Eric was free to satisfy himself. He likes to make me beg. On his knees, with my butt lifted high, he slid his fingers inside me and forced me to plead for release. I could have willingly complied, but the chase included him spanking my ass until I climaxed. In the end, I could never resist, and the plea became as real as my orgasms – even the pain of his hand. Then he would throw me on the bed and have sex until I climax again before he comes. We split most of our time between the bed and the bathroom.On the morning of the third day, Celia entered the room to draw the curta
I heard a pounding, a very loud and frantic thumping. My eyes fluttered open and the surrounding darkness only made my panic worse. Eric was already out of bed."Lie down on the floor and don't move," he whispered in an urgent voice. He went to the closet and opened it up.I reached for the bedside lamp and turned it on. "What's happening?" I ask. Tossing off the bed sheet, I crawled to the ground. Eric throws something at me and it hits me right in the chest. He threw me clothes.“Put it on, now!” Eric said. He was putting on his trousers and buttoning them in a hurry. He fumbled with a box before he could open it. Taking out a gun, he loaded it.Adrenaline rushes through my veins. Something bad is about to happen.“Abre la puerta!” (“Open the door!”) Celia shouted on the other side of the door. She was also in a state of panic and I didn't know what to think.Eric lunges for me and slides on the floor, and I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close. His hands pressed against my wr
Eric struggled to regain his composure as he approached the library door. Tucked in the back of his pants and tucked away in his holster was his large hunting knife. For a second, he wondered if he was doing the right thing by going to meet Raymond. He had hoped to convince him that their revenge plan could still succeed without sacrificing Nana. He still hoped for that outcome, but it wasn't ideal for Nana to be in this house.Upstairs, Nana was in a vulnerable state. If something happened to him, he knew she wouldn't have a chance to escape. Eric screwed up, plain and simple. He let his emotions take over and acted recklessly towards Celia, who would probably sell him and Nana out at the right opportunity. For all he knew, she did.There was only one way to find out, though, and Eric was determined to follow through, one way or another. He opened the door and entered the library. Four pairs of eyes turned to greet him, and they belonged to Felipe, Raymond, Jair, and Nancy. Each man
It's just a feeling, but I've been feeling it for a while. Someone is following me. I contacted Kudo, and he seriously sent some scouts to see if I was in danger. He was supposed to see me in a few days, in the name of investigating a fake case. During that time, he wanted me to behave normally. He didn't want my stalker to find out I knew.Kudo said he had heard several reports of people targeting Raymond's allies. Raymond has been missing for over a year and his government is not happy about it. They think the FBI has something to do with his disappearance. Of course they have no proof. Kudo didn't seem too upset about that, though. The culprit is clearly an unknown person. He freed eighteen women from sexual slavery.When I first heard the news, I immediately thought it might be Eric, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed by someone. Kudo didn't say it, but I think he might as well suspect Eric. It showed in the way he asked if I was likely to know who the person was or if s
Johnny sits across from former Miss Yena Ruiz. She looks terrible. Her long dark hair was pulled back from her face and pulled into a messy bun. She has dark circles under her eyes and doesn't eat much either. The lack of food kept her in the hospital for another 72 hours, but they couldn't keep her once she decided she wanted to leave. Agent Sloan was also in the room. The revelations of the case were hard to swallow for her, too, and Johnny wished there was some way to comfort her without misleading her into thinking he was seducing her. She went to his room after visiting Yena at the hospital, and learned about his last conversation with Yena. They discussed the case for a while, but then she wanted to talk about the night they had sex, and he had to tell her frankly that it was just a one-night stand. She called him a coward. He called her even worse. “Is this the last piece of paper?” Anne Caliph asked. “Yes,” Johnny said. “Once you step out of this room, you will be Anne Cali
“Why don't you let me decide for myself what is right? I want to stay with you.” I said choked. My heart rate increased, and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You're giving me a chance to go back home, back to my life, back to what I said I wanted - but all I can think about is, it doesn't matter if That means I'll never see you again. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and pressed his forehead against it, “You don't know what you want, Nana, and what you want, you're just brainwashed into wanting them.” I immediately inhaled, trying to protest; He raised his hand to stop me. “I've been doing this for a long time - manipulating people to my liking. That's why I think I love you. Because you broke me and then put me back together and made me believe it. This is not an accident. Once you've left everything behind…you'll see that." I could barely see him through the mist of tears clouding my vision. Eric believed what he said. I could hear it in his voice – but he was w
I was just unbuttoning my shirt when it happened. There was a huge explosion and something hit me right in the face. I reached up to touch my cheek. The breath left me in a heartbeat. Eric was above me, screaming, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Looks like I didn't hear anything. My head ached. I bumped it to the floor when Eric lunged at me. Bricks flew everywhere. “Nana!” Eric shouted as he shook me. It pierced the silence in my head. BOOM! Another flood of rubble flew towards us. Eric lay on top, covering my face with his hands while burying his head near my shoulder. There's someone out there shooting at us. My eyes drifted to the door and I could see huge holes in what used to be wood. We rolled to the back of the bed. My whole body was shaking and I had no idea what was going on. Eric was pushing me and I cried out in pain. “Get in the tub!” He shouted. Then he pushed me again. I managed to get up on my hands and knees. Crawling towards the bathroom, I squirmed in
The mansion is very quiet, strangely quiet. No Felipe. No Celia. No Raymond. Eric didn't answer and I didn't ask any questions.It was very hot outside, even though it was only early morning. I realized I hadn't stepped outside in a long time, under the bright sun. I am wearing clothes. I was…free. My footsteps stopped when that realization hit. FREE!“The truck isn't far, keep going,” Eric said coldly.I felt myself choking, an excited laugh escaping my lips, “Where are we going?” I said with tears of joy in my eyes."Please don't ask. Just go with me.”I looked at him, the pain on his face was so intense. Now is not the time to argue with you. Whatever he was doing, it seemed like a big deal. It will change everything between the two of us, but he is begging me to go with him, and when the man you love asks you to go with him – you will.We walked less than a mile, but I was amazed at the overall scale of Felipe's mansion. Whatever his business is, it's probably making a profit. We
Fear aside, I parted my lips and let his tongue invade my mouth. He groaned as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me. I tug on his dirty shirt and he pulls away from the kiss just long enough to pull it over his head. Sand and blood, I'm sure, fell on my face, but I just wiped them off with the back of my hand and continued to kiss Eric. His hands were everywhere at once, touching my hair, pulling me close, squeezing my breasts. His pillow hill slid between my knees, pushing them apart. I opened my legs and let Eric's lower belly press against me. I can feel his masculinity, confined in his jeans, pressing against his inner thighs. As we pounced on each other, a part of his wild personality seeped into me and before I knew it, I pushed him aside. He grabbed my shirt and let out a sound I understood to be a warning. “Yours, Eric. I promise," I said. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, exposing my breasts to Eric. His mouth came in, causi
Eric has been gone for hours. I sat on the floor, next to his gun, waiting for something to happen, anything. So many times I thought about leaving the room and looking for him, but still tried to convince myself to give up the idea. Eric told him to wait. So I wait.A sense of dread began to rise as I saw light seeping through the curtains. The sun was rising and Eric hadn't come back yet. I wonder if Celia will return, but I doubt it will. The bridge between us has been completely burned down. The only consolation was knowing that she would keep Felipe from harming me.Suddenly, there was a very loud thud at the door, and then another hour. My heart almost jumped in my throat, but then I remembered Eric said he'd knock twice. I reached for the gun, just in case.I watched the revolving door handle and when the door swung open I could barely absorb what I was seeing. Eric stood in the doorway. His body was covered in mud. Blood stains everywhere.“Eric?” I managed to whisper, but sti
“There will be no trial,” Kudo said. He started walking again, a fist resting on the back of his neck. “I know how it is. I don't want to believe it, but I know. I've been arguing with my boss for the past few hours. There will be…” Kudo seemed very flustered. “There will be a lot of arrest warrants, I'm sure. Those who are auctioned will no doubt be taken to a shelter, but… no justice will be served. Not the kind that those victims deserve.” "How can that be?" I sobbed. “How could you let that happen?” “Raymond is a senior officer in the Pakistani Army, Nana. His government will not allow a scandal to get out. They agreed to let our government take part in the raid on the condition that they keep their men out of the way. When the chaos is over, it's up to them to decide who's present and who's not, that's how international political organizations work." I felt like someone had just hit me in the chest with a heavy wooden stick. For the second time in my life, I understood Eric's
“Are you sick?” Eric whispered. His blond brows furrowed nervously. I've never seen him like this. He looks so happy and peaceful. I reached up and stroked his beautiful face. "I am fine." He wiped my eyes, "Then why are you crying?" "I don't know," I replied and continued to run my hand over his face. "I think I'm just happy." He smiled, "Strange reaction to happiness, but that's okay." He bent down and licked away one of my tears. I squirmed, “What are you doing?” I laugh. "I'm curious," he whispered seriously. "About what?" “Will happy tears taste the same as sad tears?” he replied. His words made me cry harder. I can't control them. I am overwhelmed by everything. "And?" I managed to ask. "I think they're sweeter," he replied, kissing me, "but maybe it's just your face." We burst out laughing. I heard voices. I sat up in bed. For a few seconds, I forgot where I was. The room is very small. There are bars on the window frames. The bed wasn't Eric's. “I can't come back