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His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 74.
Rosealba gave her reflection one last look on the mirror before turning to Drystan—the person in the mirror was a clear reflection of the human that Drystan had built In 4 months. “How do I look?” Rosealba asked, spreading her arms around, her face beaming with smiles and enthusiasm. Drystan muscle tensed. He had been staring at her from his position—thirsty to have her ass on his face while he sucked directly from her wet juicy pussy. He tilted his head sideways, examining her like he had not been doing so from the unset. His eyes accentuated her blonde her that framed her delicate oval face to the strands that rested on her tan beautiful single-breasted overcoat, which he had specifically picked for himself. Drystan knew that this was the length he could reach—If his eyes had to move down, then she would be getting his dick in her pussy, or his face buried between her thighs. “You look good.” he finally exhaled a comment. “Good?” Rosealba’s brows knitted and she pouted. “How
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HIS DEADLY OBSESSION.Chapter 75.Drystan sat in his chair, under the glow of the dimly lit chandelier— the only source of light that illuminated the dark office.Drystan’s finger thrummed lazily on the table as he looked outside the window, capturing the boring city view into his gaze. Drystan’s throat dried and his lips twitched into an unknowing smile. Subconsciously, he raised a finger to his lips reminiscing on the kiss he had shared with Rosealba some seconds ago. A passionate kiss that had nearly driven him to the edge of madness. It was their first kiss as couples and Damn! He had been filled with so much hunger that he barely desired to pull back. All he desired at that moment was to rip her clothes off and claim her as his again and again until they were both wasted. The bustling sound of the busy city outside turned faint under the thrumming sound of his heart that carried the thoughts of Rosealba, beating rapidly with consuming thoughts of her. “Oh Drystan… yes…” Rose
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The dungeon was cold. The kind of cold that seeped into the bones, that made the air thick and heavy, like death itself lingered in the shadows. Water dripped from the cracked stone ceiling, slow and deliberate, each drop echoing through the empty chamber. The scent of damp earth mixed with something more pungent—blood, sweat, and the lingering stench of fear.Drystan stood still, his shoe planted firmly on the stone floor. The only light came from the torches lining the walls, their flames flickering, casting eerie shadows that danced along his sharp features. He said nothing. He only watched his presence oozing danger. Kneeling before him was the man who had dared to dream of betraying him. Not by selling him out. No, this was worse. He had tried to ally with Luthos, a sworn enemy while keeping a foot with him. He had believed, foolishly, that he could stand on two sides at once.Now, he knelt in the filth of the dungeon, his hands bound behind his back, his face bruised and bloodi
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“Miss Rosealba.” The editor greeted, stretching a hand. Rosealba hurriedly took the hand, her face grazed with a cozy smile. “Please sit.” The editor urged after a brief moment of silence and Rosealba nodded, retrieving her hand from the shake. She sat on the chair opposite the editor, dropping her bag on the table that was filled with files and documented manuscripts. “What would you like to be offered, Miss Rosealba?” Although the editor’s voice sounded really professional, Rosealba could still detect that there was a bit of cordiality compared to her last visit. “Water would be fine.” Rosealba smiled simply. The editor nodded. She stood up and approached the fridge and Rosealba took a moment to admire the office. Floor-to-ceiling bookshelves lined the walls, filled with classics, contemporary masterpieces, and well-worn manuscripts marked with colorful sticky notes. Soft, golden light streamed through large windows, casting a warm glow over the plush armchair in the
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Stephanie sat under the glow of the dim light, her fingers curled tightly around the armrest of the chair. The air in the room was still, thick with the weight of her emotions. Her breath was uneven, her chest rising and falling with restrained fury. The image of what she had seen today burned behind her eyelids, refusing to fade.Today, she was present at Nobel Write to be certain Rosealba didn't get a chance to go back to the firm. On her arrival, she met something shocking—something that eventually stole her attention from her initial intention. She had seen Roselaba hugging someone.Not just anyone—but him.Alactor Merikh Drystan. A man of power. A man of sophistication. The ruthless Italian Mafia lord that every knee bowed at his presence. A man that she could only admire from a distance, one she has dreamt of having yet never got a chance to his bed let alone his arms. And that man—who the world knew not to be affectionate hadn’t merely accepted the hug from Rosealba, he had we
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“Where are we heading to?” Rosealba questioned giddily as she slumped into the passenger seat, staring up at Dryatan who said nothing but shut the door to join her in the car. “It's a surprise.” He mumbled, sparing her a glance before igniting the car. “Suprise?” Rosealba’s voice lingered with excitement. Her brows knitted and she stared at Drystan, pouting her lips to get his attention, but he only smiled, ignoring her attempt to rule over him. Gosh! She looked fucking cute doing that lips thing and she could fucking get him to talk if she didn't stop. Silence stepped in for some seconds, Rosealba’s lips twitching into different mechanics but Drystan refused to spare her a glance. He didn't trust himself when it came to her—he would spill the details and leave nothing. “So we now keep secret?” Rosealba’s tiny manipulative voice rose above the heavy silence, shattering it in seconds. Drystan’s muscle pinched and something in him shifted. Rosealba’s words were meant to be mere rom
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Rosealba’s head turned in Drystan’s direction, her palm, shielding the sight of her slightly parted lips. A knowing smile stretched his lips—a reflection of how he felt from within—seeing her smile. Rosealba’s eyes glanced back to the room and her breath caught again like it was the first glance of it. The warm glow of the golden sconces cast a soft, dreamy light over the space. Deep red balloons were tied with delicate gold ribbons and they floated along the ceiling, swaying in gentle movement that welcomed her in. Rosealba took a step in, her shoe dropping onto soft petals, lush and velvety that were scattered across the polished floor and plush leather seats, filling the air with their intoxicating scent. Her heart melted as her legs navigated through the lush—petals that were littered on the floor, yet gave the space an ethereal feel. Her eyes glimmered with warmth as she stared around, breathing in the scent of petals. Men like Drystan. A man whose purpose is to live his lif
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Drystan’s jaws clenched as Rosealba pulled her tan-colored cloth, revealing the black turtle neck that hugged her body. With deliberate slowness, Rosealba reached for the hem of her turtled neck, lifting it up, slow and steady till it was above her neck before she finally pulled it away. Drystan’s muscle pinched as her exposed back came into his view. Skin, shining under the glow of the chandelier light. Heck! His eyes followed the tender movement of her hand as she dropped the turtle's neck on the coat that rested on the floor. His breath hitched, and his eyes moved back to her exposed back that was under the subtle grip of her black bra. A deep, low growl escaped his throat and he immediately tightened his hand into a fist—an attempt to decipher the thoughts, but desire slithered through him, raw and intense they nagged at him to step forward. Rosealba eased her neck, every action, deliberate and taunting. She reached her hand to her back, grabbing her bra, the last piece of
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Rosealba’s breath turned heavy and uneven as she panted into the hot kiss. Her pussy throbbed gently as Drystan’s tongue explored every corner of her mouth, stealing her breath through each second of kisses. Seconds later, Drystan pulled away from the kiss, their face, barely an inch away each other. Their parted lips, trembled as they heaved out hot uneven breaths. Drystan’s dark eyes lingered around Rosealba’s lips a little longer before moving to her set of hunger-filled eyes. “I told you not to cum, didn't I?”His voice was a raspy blend of caution and threat. Rosealba’s skin prickled in awareness of her mischief. Her lips parted, but they closed back without a word. “Do you know what Daddy does to bad girl?”Rosealba bit the inside of her lips, trying to temper her needy body. “I… Bad girls get punished.”A mischievous smile curled at the corner of Drystan’s lips. He raised a finger to her chin, raising her gaze up to meet his. “Daddy is going to punish you, Sunshine. So
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Chapter 92.Rosealba’s lashes fluttered as she stared up at Drystan with big doe eyes, her tongue subconsciously licking over her lower lips in case of any remnant. Drystan’s jaws tightened but he slipped his semi harder cock into his pants, taking a step closer to her.His hand gripped her cheek and he cupped her chin into his palm.“You were a good girl.” He applauded in a tone that dripped with rich accolades. Rosealba's inner churned at the compliment and she flashed him a smile.Their moment of flirting bliss was suddenly interrupted as silence faded into the voice of the deep commotion outside the door. Before any could swing into action the door opened and….The air stilled and their breath hitched. The world shrank, reducing to just the three of them. Oh… four. Red hair, slim thick, 5’8 feet angel clad in a white dress and black tank coat halted at the sight that welcomed her in. Her breath hitched and her eyes moved from Drystan to Rosealba who was still kneeling on the
