LILY He lowers himself to the ground, his ass hitting the ground and his legs wide spread in front of him. "Lily, the only kind of painting I do is nude drawing." I'm supposed to be mad at him, but with the way he's half smiling at me. I can't help it. It's too contagious. I join it. "Fine." If that's his way of saying I'm sorry, then this is my way of saying you're forgiven: "But you still owe me a piece, and you will have to draw it abstractly." I stand to my feet, and Luca stands with me. I start walking, but he grabs my wrist. "Oh, one last thing. Did you buy the vibrators?" "I...uhm..." He moves towards me, causing me to move backwards until I'm pinned against the wall, with his arms imprisoning me. He grabs my purse and ducks his hands in checking until he finds the vibrator. "The deal was to wear the vibrator all day." He growls in my ear. Rough and low. "Let me do the honors of inserting it." "No." I try to push his hands off my thigh. He parts my legs with his knees whi
LUCAFinally, I'm inside my office, my personal space. I can stretch my legs on the table and smoke as many cigars as I deem fit without giving a fuck about the company's policy. My fingers grab the handle of the desk's top drawer, pulling it out. My hands fumble with the contents of the drawer until I find what I'm looking for. A white sketch pad. I carefully redraw it. Unfolding and spreading it on the desk, I use one finger to trace the outline of her face and her smile. Lily. Of course, I drew her in London, but I couldn't give her the portrait. I'm too selfish. I actually lied about not being able to draw because drawing was one activity that fueled the demons in me. I didn't lie when I said the only thing I drew was nude. For three years, I was chained, abused, and forced to draw dirty, depraved art. Men fucking animals, trees, and children. More often than not, they were still life. I hated drawing. The very art I loved the most.After my escape, I tried drawing a few times, b
LUCA"Do you think he will be okay?" The first female voice asks"Calm down. He will be fine." A deep voice answers."He will be fine." Another deep voice concurs.I want to tell them that I'm fine and that they should fuckoff because I don't need their pity or concern, but I'm too exhausted to think talkless of moving."I'm so worried." The first female voice asks again."He will be fine." The second voice response, which I suspect to be the doctor's,."He looks pretty damaged." A new voice joins in the pity. A loud girlish voice pierces deep into my subconscious, and as much as my tired brain wants to remain in a coma and ignore these pathetic people. That voice is enough to snatch me back to reality. My eyes fly open. I squint as my eyes struggle to get used to the lights after it's long period of not being used. "Luca!" That voice again. I hear heavy footsteps come close to the bed where I'm lying. A soft caress smooths my upper arm and slowly brings me back to reality. "Luca, he
LILY"This is beautiful, Tiffany. Thankyou." I look around the luxurious hall. My eyes are shining in adoration. This is my eighteenth birthday. It's really happening, just the way I've always dreamed."Lily." Tiffany pulls at my arm. "As much as I'd love to take credit for all these. I did none of this." She twirls in the blue and black polka-dot evening dress she has on, with her hair styled in a matching French twist as mine."But my dad told me it was all your idea.""I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about." She waves at some of the girls from our high school, signaling them to come over."So, if you didn't help my dad in planning this party, then who did?"She shrugs. "Who knows you as well as I do?"But why will he care about a party? My 18th birthday party.The theme color is blue with a little gold, black, and silver adornment. The hall is expensively decorated with a neon dancefloor and a banquet set at one end. Guest are sitting in a cocktail seating arrangemen
LILYHe looks like a man possessed. His muscles rippled abs bulge out beneath the white shirt. His eyes are lust-filled as he aggressively strides to me. I should be scared, but his state is turning me on the more. He reaches the bar, grabs my ass, and places me on the bartop. I spread my legs wide so that he is standing between them and without any further preamble. His lips capture mine in the most demanding and possessive way. I moan into his kiss and try raking my fingers through his hair. He roughly grabs my wrists and pins them behind me. We kissed for an eternity or not, but it felt like we were in a different time. "No touching Lily." "Please.""No. If you want to touch. You touch yourself." He frees my wrist. He puts his hands into the opening of my robe and grabs my right tit. He squeezed softly while his mouth devoured the already hard nipple, sucking and biting until it was red and swollen. I tilt my head backwards, my chest beating in rapid succession as his tongue ski
LILY I go crimson red. He wants to lick my asshole or my pussy? I obey him and turn over. He's lying on the bed with my mouth resting directly at his erect cock and my pussy in his face. "You're sucking on me till I cum, and I'm sucking on you till you cum. Your hands at your back. If you use your hands, I will punish you, and you won't like it." He pauses, then continues. "On a second thought, you may actually like it." I nod and obediently push my hands behind my back while my mouth greedily swallows his cock. I should hate this, but I can't. I'm actually loving it. I think I may be a little twisted. I suck on his tip, leaking it slowly, and enjoy his little pleasure noises. My neck straining to capture it mouthful in my mouth with my hands pinned behind my back. What if I accidentally redraw my hands from my back? How will he punish me? I feel his hands spread my legs wide, and his mouth begins tormenting. I gasp and moan. His fingers play with my inner lips, and his teeth bit
LILY I press my lips in a thin line and shake my head, storming back into the room. I hear the front door slide open and shortly after close. Heavy footsteps approach me where I'm arranging my clothes to leave. "Lily. It's not what you think." I turn around and throw the fastest thing I can grab at him, the pillow. "Then, what is it? Tell me." I yell loudly. "You fucked another woman again, the same night we were intimate." "Lily." He makes a move to me. "Don't call my name." I'm so mad, I don't even want to listen to him. "Why did you fuck her?" "Lily, listen to me." He shouts at me. I quiet for a while, then scream again. "Maybe you know what? I think you deserve everything you suffered back in Italy because you don't care about anybody but yourself. You're just a dark sadist who loves hurting people because you are immune to pain. You're so used to pain that nothing can hurt you again. You deserve the rape, starvation, and..." I stop. I'm gone too far. I intend to hurt him,
LUCA "It's a spiky dildo. You sick bitch." "I don't care." "First, you have to pleasure me." I untie her. She falls weakly to the ground. Her wrist and ankles are red from the tight binding. I lower and kiss the red spots. "Crawl to me." I remove my jeans, and my cock pops out. I sit on the only comfortable seat in the room. She crawls like a peasant to me. And skillfully starts sucking my cock. She's a professional whore. I should feel bad for letting another woman suck my cock, but I don't have morals. She sucks like a greedy animal. And slowly the tension around my cock eases. Harsh spasm coursed through me and into her mouth. I slowly redraw from her mouth. My body pulsed harshly as I cum on her face and tits. I hate myself because all through the BJ, I kept seeing Lily's face and thinking of how she could have done it better. I rise from the bed and throw the spiky dildo on the cheap whore. "Go fuck yourself." LILY "Luca." I call him the second time, raising my voice hig
SAMANTHA'S POV I feel so stupid right now. After everything my husband has done for me, this is how I repay him—by ditching him on our wedding.The grumpy officer bangs heavily on the metal gate of our cell. "Wake up; your family is here; you are going home." He unlocks it and holds it open for us. I tap my girls to wake up, and I rush over to the officer. "How did they know that...""Don't ask me any questions." He spits.We all run out of the cell to meet everyone. Luca looks pissed, Lily looks really mad, and West... well, West looks disappointed. In me. "I'm sorry." I try to touch West's hands, but he flinches. "It's 6:45 am. The wedding is by 7:00 am." West walks out without another word to me. Lily and Luca walk out as well. Great! I collect my property and rush out to join them in West's limousine, with Stacy, Alice, and Maria following behind me.It doesn't take up to five seconds for us to reach the mansion, or maybe it's just my thinking, but I don't dare to check the time
SAMANTHA'S POV "Come on, wear something hot." Alice tugs at my arm."Are you crazy? I'm a married woman.""You are not yet a married woman; it's still tomorrow. For what it is worth, today is your spinster's eve."I'm not dressing indecently, and that's on period. This is a little too much now." I light the dress with the tip of my finger to show how disgusting it is. "This is the kind of thing I should wear for my honeymoon, for West's eyes only, not to a damn club full of people.""Huh," Alice shakes her head. "You have not really enjoyed your life; now you are getting married?""Why are we even still going through? Lily is not coming. The men are having theirs in a cafe, and we are going to the club. I don't know why, but I don't feel right about this. I don't know what my mind is making me feel like something bad has happened or is about to happen. I don't know if it has something to do with Lily warning me to be careful. "Of course we are ladies; we have to go to a club." Alice
SAMANTHA'S POV "How do you feel?" A voice calls out to me. "Sam." The voice is familiar. "Are you still asleep? Wake up!"I stir on the bed, obeying the order; my eyes fly open; the room is too bright. My eyes close on their own accord; taking time to get acquainted with the light, they reopen, and that's when I look around. I'm on a hospital bed? "Why am I on a hospital bed?" I mutter to myself. I can't really remember clearly the events of the last few hours, but I know I'm pregnant. My fingers roam across the bump on my belly...but it feels flatter. I look down. "Where is my baby?""Relax. Our baby is fine." The familiar voice reassures me as I feel a set of strong fingers wrap around my fingers. West.I turn to him and notice a plaster on his shoulder; red backs and bruises on his exposed skin bring back the ugly memories. I was kidnapped; I was taken care of. Tiffany brought a doctor that tried to cut my belly open; my West helped me push out our baby. I smile. "Thank you, honey
LILY'S POV"Everybody in this van is bleeding and needs medical attention; please, driver, speed on!" I tap on Maria's seat.Maria triples the speed of the car, flying over road bumps and bumping into lightweight trees, and we are lucky we are still driving in the lonely part of the city; else those light trees would have been people.I turn to Samantha, whose eyes are now shut. "Sam?" I look up to West, who is holding her in his arms; his neck is hanging loosely to the side. He is asleep, and his shoulder is bleeding. "There is no first aid box in this van?" I turn to Danny, who is being attended to by one of the females in his gang, Clara. He signals me that she will come to us soon. I turn back to Samantha, whose eyes are still closed. "Samantha. Samantha!" I shout and shake her body, drawing the attention of Luca and West. "What is wrong?""Is she okay?""She is not answering." I reply to them, my eyelids wet with tears as I continue shaking her."Samantha!" West rested his head
WEST'S POV"Run!!" Luca shouts. "Go with the baby and Sam."Thank goodness, I'm a hulk; I place my baby on my back and wrap another cloth over her tightly on my chest. I do everything with demon speed. I lift my fiancée in my arms and walk out through the back door. I check both sides; it's really cleared. I memorized the map in my hands before shoving it into my pants pocket, and we started moving out through the bush tracks.We are still in close range of the building when a voice calls out. "You need any assistance, though, man?"I turn to my left to find a redhead watching me. I shake my head. "I don't need help.""Why? We could really be of help."The next voice is from my right side. Another man is watching me. That's odd. No one was supposed to be on this bush track. Don't panic. West. Don't panic. I ignore them and try to refocus on my task. "West!" That voice is familiar. Too familiar, and that is because I have known the bearer my whole life, or almost my whole life.I turn
WEST'S POVMy first thought is to carry her out of here and take her to a hospital, but the van we brought is packed more than 100 miles away. There is still a set of bodyguards waiting for us at the entrance or already coming after us, but the way I'm seeing Sam right now, I don't think we have the luxury of time to waste. We will deliver the baby!I fold the sleeves of my hoodies, and my eyes land on the bedside desk, which looks like an operation table because of the things on it: a syringe, a pack of hand gloves, cotton wool, a pad, towels, a blanket, and a knife. "Is it safe to use this?"She nods. "They brought a doctor. She wanted to force my baby out."What? Is that how devilish Tiffany can be? I want to find her and kill her right away, but I have to wait and attend to Sam first; she is more important. I stretch to the table and open the pack of gloves, and I remove a pair.A loud gunshot pierces through the air as violent men rush in. I cover my body partially over Sam, look
LILY'S POV"Oh my gosh! I feel like I'm in a movie scene right now. I told you, Maria. I felt like something crazy was about to happen to us." I look around the silk van that was arranged by one of my husband's friends. It is screaming top assassin machinery with the black leather seats, speaker, radio, and TV on the top and dark-tinted glass and all of Maria's electronic gadgets and wires, and oh, don't get me started with the demon speed of this vehicle. "Well, here we are." Maria laughs. She had successfully arranged the fake business deal between us and Viktor. "Yes, Clara, keep moving." She says.We watch Clara and Austin carry briefcases each and confidently stroll through the gate. The empire is in the middle of nowhere with tall bushes surrounding the skyscraper kind of fence. It's the kind of building that screams danger from afar. The guard by the gate is well stocked with rifles and arms on every part of his chest and arms. We can see him stretch out his hands to Clara and
LILY'S POV"Welcome in! I hear you have news about my sister. How is she? My husband informed me of your arrival." I adjust the denim dress I have on as I step aside and open the door wider for the guest to enter in."Hi, good morning." He enters in, tall and tough-looking; the man I believe is Donny walks in. "Your sister is perfectly fine." Assures me.I move to close the door, but a tougher-looking man enters in, and another, and soon a small battalion is congregating in my living room. I look around in confusion; my husband had only informed me of one man, Donny. "Welcome all." I smile, trying not to look receptive."After they are all seated, it doesn't take long for the familiar sound of my husband's car to roll in. Luca, West, and Maria, a girl Tiffany had introduced to us as her friend from New Voices Co, help themselves into the living room, and we begin the business of the day.Donny takes the floor to talk to us all on the current state of affairs. "Sam is in Vicktor's camp
SAMANTHA'S POVTiffany! I should have ended her when I had the chance. I rise to my feet angrily, causing the chair to stumble and fall backwards. "A restraining order couldn't fucking do it?" Sam. Is Sam missing? No. I start pacing around, tousling my hair like a lunatic. Where do I find her? Tiffany! I'm so mad at myself to think that I waited this much precious time chasing after dust when... How do I even find Tiffany?"What is going on in that mind of yours?" Luca's voice draws me back to reality."I...." How do I put everything I'm feeling in one word? "Tiffany...Sam. Sam is missing!""What?""How can Sam be missing?" Two distinct female voices cry from the doorway.I turn around to see two ladies rushing into the office. Alice and Stacy. "Do you know where she went to from the mall?""Home." She turns to the other girl. "Isn't it, Stacy? Where else will she go? What happened to her? The girl's eyes look so glassy as if she is about to cry. Why?Luca stands from his chair. "I w