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DIRTY DESIRES HOPE
The somber mood and silence dominate inside Sumire's chamber. Lunaire and Chaise were on their daughter's bed and later move to the sofa. Holding hands, Cornelius and Airenna were watching the maiden on the side pitifully, while Blanche and Claire are worried about their cousin lying unconscious for hours. Chadwick, on the other hand, leaning on the door, silently looking at them with hands crossed on his chest. After many hours passed, eyes slowly opened, blinking, Sumire woke up and rose from the bed. Her gaze cruise the place and Mort was the only person she immediately looked for. "Where's Mort? Take me to him there, uncle. Right now." Sumire said to Chadwick who is now was sitting on the near sofa. The Massoullèves except for Don Zagreus was there, worrying for the maiden. Chaise is wiping the tears off his wife. Clair and Blanche were there along with his uncle, Cornelius, and Airenna."I can't do that. No one can go in there, except the one who will be executed. You can't vis
DIRTY DESIRES EXECUTION DAY
5:00 AM. Caged in the death row cell of the palace dungeon with no sign of life, Mort was just staring at the wall. His emerald-green eyes gleamed, mysteriously cold but beautiful. Unmoved, with a calm demeanor, face devoid of any signs of emotion and mind completely blank though a part of his heart ached every time Sumire's face entered his blank mind. He wanted to talk to the maiden during his last moments. He wanted to see and hug her for the last time.His arms were folded across his chest and his rugged features were drawn into a frown. Mort sighed heavily. Trying to get rid of the maiden out of his mind, the image of her crying. Eyes closed, he thought of going back to his dark past that he had buried in the bottom of his mind for a long time.Even before Mort was born, his future is already decided. His path is set and everyone in the Underground world expects him to be the next leader, an heir of the most powerful clan in the world, the Aslanov. Many mafia clans tried to dispos
DIRTY DESIRES NEW HOPE
The sky glooms and the air feels ominous; bedarkened and weeping. Leaves flew along the current of the cold wind. The heavy dark clouds dominate the sky and the rain began to fall. People who witnessed the execution earlier had left the gallows, leaving the dead body of Mort hanging on the rope. Except for the two prison knights escorting Mort and Chadwick who will cremate the body."What a masterpiece." Said Chadwick as he look up at the corpse coldly with hands thrust into his pocket. The rain soaked messily his hair and he then motioned the two knights who were drenched in rain to take down Mort's body and follow him to the cremation. Sumire was brought back to her room. She was still unconscious while Lunaire was holding onto her daughter's hand. She had mixed emotions after finding out the truth. It never occurs to her that Sumire would be lusted by her Uncle. A solemn tear fell down her cheek; her body looked calm compared to how tangled her mind was. Chaise, constantly sniff
DIRTY DESIRES LOVELY DEATH
2 months later...Sumire went to Aimer Country, a place far away from Brethren City and even North Le Frère, alone. She wants to stay away from the people who know her. She wanted to breathe freely and heal herself. Sadness can be expressed in a thousand different ways. The death of Mort left a mark on her psyche. Every time she remembers him it brought her to tears. Though she doesn't want to forget him, the maiden just wants to relieve herself from the pain and sadness she feels which torments her every single day. She had a hard time convincing her parents to leave the Brethren alone. Chaise and Lunaire were delighted after knowing their daughter was enceinte and they would soon be grandparents. They are protective and take care of her, especially Chaise who prepares the room and baby crib for her unborn grandkid. The couple insisted on accompanying her due to her pregnancy but later gave in and respected her decision. Sumire has been living her life in Aimer for two months now and
DIRTY DESIRES REALITY
Big arms crawled and encircled possessively on her small waist from the back. She could feel his warmth embracing her. The maiden studied carefully his face. She misses him deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly. Not a day goes by that she doesn’t look at his picture and smile. Or cry. Or both."You're really are here..." eyes misted, Sumire looked up and flashed an affectionate smile at him. Now she could feel him against her, Sumire knew she wasn't dreaming. It is all real."Mort." An orb of tears escaped from her eye, Sumire reached for his face and traces every inch of his exquisite features. She noticed his eyebrow cut in half but it looks sexy on him. ' He looks more ferocious and dangerous now.' She uttered in her mind. His aura had changed into something perilous."It's been so long...did you miss me, moya luna?" A hot and husky tone whispered in her ears as his warm breath crawl on her nape. A familiar scent she's been missing all day and night now lingered on her nostril
DIRTY DESIRES NEVER ENOUGH
Sumire angled her head to the side, frowning, and slowly looked at herself. Her pupils dilated, and the blood runs up to her face when she saw herself naked. Her face blushed hard when she saw the hickeys on her body and between her thighs doubled in number. Mort placed himself on top of her, dominating her and spreading her legs. Her face twitched when the streak of pain crawled on her waist. Legs and hips were completely numb.He reached for her lips and gently kissed her. His lips teasingly traveled on her jaw, to her delicate neck, and nibbled in there. His kisses cruised down on her well-rounded bosom and gave them equal attention. Mort moves to her exposed flat belly and planted gentle kisses in there. Her soft tummy accentuated the flare of her round hips. She's the kind of pregnant who's baby bump still invisible even in her first trimester."Hello, little peanut. Daddy is excited to see you. Be good in there and don't be harsh on your mommy. Understood?" Mort said in a stern
DIRTY DESIRES NEVER ENOUGH II
The dawn breaks on the horizon and the messy room opened up the next early morning. Pillows and blanket cluttered around and above the bed, was Sumire gripping the white sheet above her head, bouncing on the mattress as Mort held her waist up and continued thrusting her. He rub her clit and she squirmed from the exquisite pleasure almost too much to bear.Mort raised her ankle and licked his way up her calf to her thigh. His wet tongue caressed her skin, enticing goosebumps and sending sheer electricity through her. He licked her inner thighs adding her wetness dripping on his shaft.The hunk grips her waist, steadying her and penetrating her. He rubs her mound, adding pressure to her most sensitive spot. Mort brought Sumire to the edge and she lifted herself to him. His thick hard shaft is stretching and filling her tight hole. Panted, naked, and titillated, with the room silent, Sumire can hear her own heartbeat and his breathing as heavy as hers. He crawled up her body as he pounde
DIRTY DESIRES NEW THREAT
The sun peeped through a window illuminating the room in its pearly glow. The whisper of a soft breeze is heard, dancing the bedroom curtains. Sumire woke up in the late morning around noon the next day with a lovely smile on her face. She looks hot with her messy hair scattered on the white bed. Her face shone as radiant as the sun. Mort was no longer by her side but Sumire didn't feel any fear in her chest. She knew he wouldn't leave her ever again. Sumire rolled on the other side of the bed, sniffing the scent Mort left on the pillows. She buried herself in the cottony white pillow as the erotic scene flashed in her mind. Sumire let out a squeal with reddened cheeks.Rose from the bed, the maiden stretches her body and feels fresh. She is neatly clean, wearing an oversized t-shirt, and the bed has been freshly changed with bedsheets. For some reason, the pain in her body disappeared, but Mort's love bites left a mark all over her body which made her blush. 'It was hot and messy.'
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DIRTY DESIRES EPILOGUE
FIVE BEAUTIFUL YEARS LATER...10 pm. The sound of flesh slapping, grunts, and moans echoing the corners of the dark master bedroom with only small light from the lampshade lit the place. Raw naked above the king-size bed and under the thick blanket, Mort was enjoying his wife's body."Mmmm... yeaahhh aahh..." Sumire moaned. Toes curled and legs quivered from the delicious release as Mort captured her lips and milked her. Her husband had brought her to seventh heaven.Bodies connected, Mort was on top of her, dominating her. He moved again after cumming so much inside her. He pleasure Sumire with his delicious strokes, pounding her in a steady rhythm. He kissed her impatiently and infinitely. It's been eight months since he had not touched his wife after she gave birth to their second baby. Their princess. "You're tight and feel so good, wife. So damn good." Mort huskily said, growling feral as his eyes inflamed with lust and desire.Sumire bit her lower lip and dug her nails into his
DIRTY DESIRES MR. AND MRS. ASLANOV
In a cozy room lying on the Queen-side bed, Sumire was in a strange dream. A man at the Shrine of Death appeared in her sweet slumber and they shared a kiss again. Only this time, the stranger was awake with his face still blurry in her vision. The man kisses her with a gentle rhythm and went intensely deeper. She kissed him back with the same intensity. She is no longer that 13 years old and the stranger man she kissed now was grown older than his age. In just a second, Sumire was surprised when she found themselves already on the bed in the massive master bedroom. She tried to see the man's visage but failed because of the blinding light around him. "Who are you?" Sumire asked when the man spared her lips. The stranger did not answer her question.Shivering, her hair stood on end when she reach and touched the man's face. It was hairy. Sumire withdraw her hands and slowly, the blinding light on the man's face faded and revealed the head of the hungry shark with its saliva dripping
DIRTY DESIRES SURPRISE
The night sky was aglow with the bright pale crescent moon rising from the east shone like a silvery claw in the dark. The maiden looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity and the sound of crickets hums in the air. Sitting on the balcony of her room under the ablazing stars, embedded in the serene night sky, Sumire sat on the rocking chair. The maiden seems lost into the infiniteness of the black beauty, gazing at the constellation of Orion and scorpion painting the serene night. The gentle touch of the breeze kisses her rosy cheek and skin. She imagined herself as the moon and the twinkling stars were her and Mort's babies."The moon sure looks beautiful tonight," Sumire said with a smile. A cold wind blows past her. It whips out all her anxiety and stress. Instinctively, she closed her eyes. The night deepened and the maiden is unbothered by getting cold. This is the most soothing feeling ever!The night zephyr wind gently stirred her long hair and it soothes her
DIRTY DESIRES SHOPPING
Morning came, the sun rose bright and fair. In the sunshine the air was warm, and that warmth was particularly pleasant with the invigorating freshness of the morning. Mort returns home to the Brethren city and headed straight into the Aslanovs' manor after he talks to Sumire's family. Emerge from his phantom car, Mort felt a surge of happiness in his veins. The news elevated his mood. He couldn’t think of a time he’d ever been happier. The hunk never imagined himself in these situations but this is him now, he felt like an ordinary person.Mort unconsciously hums as he strode toward the manor. With a calm and cool demeanor, a charming smile curved on his lips. All he knows he is deeply delighted. "Is that really our Master?""I have never seen Master like this...""I think Master was just reborn from being a demon."Mouth left hanging open, the maidservants stare at him completely awestruck as he passed by. They all lined up and held their gaze, struck by the light aura around him.
DIRTY DESIRES GONE TOO FAR
12:30. The blazing midday sun shone relentlessly and the sunlit skyscrapers pierced the hot, blue sky. The peaceful summertime was filled with the small wind and the buzzing sounds of cicadas echoing around. It's been two days since Lyric and Leroy arrived at Francois. The temperature was scorching and the intense heat was burning their skin. The twins were outdoors working under the burning sun and the third day of their torment."I didn't sign up for this," Leroy complained as he pulled a bunch of weeds from Chadwick's garden. Lyric, on the other hand, trimmed the bermuda grass with hair clippers. It would have been easy for them if Sumire had just let them use the gardener's tools at Chadwick's manor but the maiden wants to torture them. The two of them had thought that they would just watch over her, accompany and guard her wherever she roams and, as Narco said, cook her favorite cuisine. The twins ask Mort to teach them how to cook but they couldn't use what they learn when they
DIRTY DESIRES DOUBLE TROUBLE
The sun peeked at the East horizon, with warm beams piercing through the fluffy rosy clouds. The birds keep chirping, and the breeze is cool. The first rays of dawn seeped into her room with their golden magic, spreading various hues of silver and gold. The morning was exceedingly beautiful!Long and dark wavy eyelashes slowly flutter, Sumire wakes up with a beaming smile and felt light within. She feels a sudden feeling of serenity flowing through her veins. All the negative vibes and emotions vanished in just one night. It's like she just got cleanse or whatever.Her morning is now invigorating that even if she sees the person she loathes, her day won't be ruined. Sumire's smile widened when she remembered how wonderful her dream was last night. She felt like it was real!The maiden yawned and rose from the white sheet, stretching her body from side to side before getting out of her bed. Sumire sauntered to the window and opened it. The beautiful garden below the room greeted her. Ho
DIRTY DESIRES EMPTY SHELL
It's been days since Blanche was worried sick about her cousin. It is unusual for Sumire to skip breakfast and became silent. She doesn't even eat the hidden snacks in the big fridge inside her room. She no longer touches her favorite unnamed dessert, like her cravings for fruit and ice cream, marshmallows, and milkshakes she dearly loves. It's also rare to see the maiden never fights Narco when she is the one who consumed her own food. Though Sumire was no longer crying than the last time, she can be seen hugging the hotdog pillow while staring into the nothingness. She doesn't utter even a single word and just stays in the same position. Blanche sighed heavily as if Sumire was like a broken living doll now. Her eyes freeze. She doesn't bother to blink. Those orbs seem like a hole of dark abyss; dull and dead. No sign of emotions cruising in her beautiful pair of midnight orbs. She no longer cares to fix her messy hair. Sumire used to put on light makeup to make her babies look han
DIRTY DESIRES MISSING HIM
Wearing his famous stoic face, Mort was facing the screen of his computer while hands were busy fiddling on the keyboard, Leroy and Lyric were restless in their seats. Narco sent them a message with random letters and numbers and they couldn't decipher it properly. What he sent to them made no sense. The twins think that maybe it was just a prank by Narco. But his message hasn't gone off their minds. Sitting on the sofa, Leroy and Lyric tried to call Narco but the phone seemed to be turned off. They failed to reach him. Sighing heavily, they wish to know Narco's exact location. The twins hope they could leave the place and would look for Narco. Leroy and Lyric instinctively turn their gaze on someone in the room. Klauss, who had been looking at his phone, added to their worries. Even their Boss's secretary was busy, every now and then he glances at the phone as if waiting for a call or message from someone. Although they have a hunch he is waiting for Laurel, they are still unsure ab
DIRTY DESIRES CRAVE
Eyes lazily open, Narco got up after a series of knocks on his bedroom door. Those thuds from the door were too loud as if there was a killer inside the house. His pair of golden orbs looked at the glow-in-the-dark wall clock on the ceiling and it was two in the morning. He was about to go back to bed when someone outside his door screamed."Narcoooo!" Sumire shouted loudly like a landowner as if the young man owed her a debt. Fury made her feet strike the ground in heavy clomps. With messy bed hair, Narco stood up in his boxers not bothering to cover himself with a towel or sheets. He then proceeds and opened the door to see the maiden blushed with anger. Cheeks grow scarlet and swollen from shouting. Her scorching death glare was directed at him and both hands were on her waist."I want to eat." Sumire greeted him with a scowl as if Narco had the pot of food with him. The young man raised his eyebrows. Stand taller than her, Narco's eyes went blank and hovered over her. He didn't
