I wanted to marry you and make you my queen but you threw it all away when you ran from me. Now, I'll keep you as my mistress- Nathaniel Serrano
View MoreHe had acted all sigma in front of her, but only he knew the torment within. His bowel system hadn't stopped doing acrobats since the moment he consumed that infernal dish. It was beyond him as to how did she even conceive such a diabolical idea. Vixen. That's some way to torture someone- no weapon needed, just the dish is enough. He stepped out of the bathroom holding his stomach, worn out. He had spent the whole night shuffling in and out of the bathroom, not getting even a wink of sleep.None who wronged him had lived to see another day. Those who so much as scratched him carried scars far deeper in return. His vengeance burned hotter than the flames of hell itself. And yet.... she was alive. He suffered yet she lived. He had no idea what was happening to him. Why was he being so lenient with the girl who had rejected him so blatantly? A profound mix of hurt and anger had crashed through him. The sting of rejection still lingered, sharpening in quiet moments. He didn't forget the d
He took her to the rooftop, the most posh part of the restaurant. They were given a quiet cabin that overlooked the entire city. She felt her heart stutter as she took in the view. It was beyond stunning. "What we are going to have?" he asked, pulling her attention to him. "Huh?" she asked, having missed his words. He pointed towards the menu. "I am not hungry," she replied. With this guy, she wasn't sure. Who knows, if she somehow irritated him, he might just make her pay as some kind of twisted punishment. The dishes here cost way more than her monthly savings. "No need to panic. I won't make you pay," he stated with a smirk. Surprise flickered in her eyes as she blinked at him, wondering if she had spoken without her knowledge. "Now, pick up the menu and choose for us," he instructed, eager to get over with the task. "What do you want?" she asked, going through the menu. "Surprise me," he replied, his gentle eyes steady on her. She glanced up at him briefly before returnin
Her shift had ended, but before heading home, she went up to the terrace to spend some time alone. The golden hues of the sunset held her gaze when, a few minutes later, Giovanni arrived. "So are you coming to the excursion?" Giovanni asked, tilting his head. The curiosity in his eyes suggested he truly cared for the answer. "I am not sure," she replied, her voice quiet. A distant look was in her eyes as she stared far off. "You should come if you ask me. The old folks here specifically asked for your name on the list. They're really eager for you to join," he revealed, looking down at her with a gentle smile. She looked over at him. "And how do you know that?" she questioned, her eye narrowing slightly in doubt. She was convinced he was lying. Her presence and absence didn't matter to anyone. No matter how hard she tried, she was always the one left in the background. "I made the list. Your name was the first one they asked me to add," he answered, shrugging. She was surprised t
She resisted, a whimper ripped from her throat, but there was nothing stopping her tormentor. He eagerly tore the piece off her. There was a sense of urgency in his touch, an unbearable need to see all of her. The faint thud of her bra hitting the floor echoed in the quiet room, causing her heart to race faster. Her chin remained tucked to her chest, her eyes downcast as he spun her around. The scorching heat of his gaze felt unbearable as he shamelessly checked her out. Beyond embarrassed, she raised her hands to cover herself but before she could, he caught them mid-motion, unwilling to let her obstruct his view. He had beheld countless breathtaking sights but none had ever stolen his breath or sent his heart racing like this. He was hypnotized. He released her hands, eager to explore every inch of her."My mark suits you," he murmured, pressing his thumb against the old bruise on her neck. She lifted her lashes to look at him. Tears traced down her cheeks upon seeing the burnin
His hand landed on her thigh with a possessive grip, rooting her in place. His fingers pressed in, squeezing her fabric-clad thigh as if staking his claim. Sera released a shaky breath, gazing at his rings-clad hand gripping her thigh. The girl snuck a glance at him. His eyes were locked ahead on the road, his face unreadable but the subtle twitches of his jaw betrayed the anger simmering beneath the surface. He was still mad. "What?" he asked suddenly, startling her. She quickly looked away. "Nothing," she murmured, lowering her gaze to his hand on her thigh. She wanted him to take his hand away. "I know something's on your mind," he pressed, glancing briefly her way before refocusing on the road. "Out with it," he said, pinching her flesh. His commanding tone brooked no refusal. She hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Why didn't you let them....." she paused briefly before continuing, "Search me?" His vehement opposition to the search had confused her as well. He tu
After what felt like an eternity, the car stopped. The trunk was opened shortly, revealing blue sky. His silver eyes twinkled with something as they landed on her. "How did you like the adventure?" he asked amused, as he undid the chains, making sure not to hurt her. Sera was beyond confused and frightened to answer. She shot him an accusatory glare which only made him chuckle. He picked her up and set her down on the pavement. Her alarmed eyes darted around, searching for an explanation, any sign that could tell what was coming next. He removed the tape and pecked her dry lips. "Your every second with me will be just as unforgettable.," he murmured against her lips. Then as if it were the most natural thing in the world, he reached up to smoothen her tousled hair. "Go inside and pick whatever you want," he suggested while gently running his fingers through her hair. She glanced at the store they were standing in front of. Her eyes turned wide in disbelief. It was a store for d
"Everyone thinks we are in a relationship, yet I haven't even stepped foot in his room," Gloria whined in frustration, feeling she was losing the game. To marry him and become Mrs. Serrano was her ultimate dream. Nate wasn't just a handsome face, he was the heir of the Serrano legacy. And she wanted to be his queen. The time was slipping through her fingers though. Soon, they'll graduate and scatter. She had to make him hers before it gets too late. "Nothing you missed. His room makes a prison cell look like a five-star hotel. No color, no aesthetic," Gigi drawled out. Even though they were twins, they barely ever saw eye to eye. Gloria's lips curved into a sly smile. "Well, I can change that. You've seen my room, right?" Gloria quipped. Gigi rolled her eyes at her excitement. She could never understand why every girl was so head over heels for his brother. He, literally, was the most annoying creature to dwell on earth. "I don't think he would appreciate his walls colored in
Her mouth hanging open as she looked down in disbelief at the streaks of his essence covering her front. Bile rose in her throat. Nate tilted her chin up, making her meet his eyes."Next time it will be you serving me," he declared in finality before releasing her and stepping away. She squeezed her eyes shut, curled her fingers into tight fists, feeling suffocated. Tears burned their way down her cheeks but they also failed to wash away the filth that clung to her skin. The disgust tearing at her insides was excruciatingâ at him, at herself, at the fact that he had reduced her into an object for his sick pleasure. A mere puppet, swaying at his command. She hated how utterly helpless, powerless she was against him. Her eyes flung open upon feeling something soft gliding across her neck only to find him standing over her, wiping his filth from her skin with a sickening sense of entitlement. Not even a semblance of shame could be found on his face. She stared at him with pure disgust
The thing burnt her palm even through the fabric, sending a jolt of shock through her. She recoiled, startled and confused. Her wide eyes snapped to his for an answer only to find her tormentor struggling with himself, his jaw clenched, eyes closed, his breathing uneven as if fighting against something invincible. She was unnerved."Wha..what happened?" she asked, clueless to the chaos she was stirring within him. His bloodshot eyes snapped open, locking onto her, scaring her to her bits. "Why did you stop?" he growled, there was something dangerous swirling in his eyes. "It's hot," she explained. Her innocent gaze was only making it hotter. His features softened slightly in what looked like amusement. "Is it?" he feigned innocence, capturing her hand in his and guiding it back to the source of the heat. He made her touch it. She felt him shivering over her. "Sir?" she called hesitantly, figuring out they were doing something they shouldn't be doing. He hummed, not letting her pu
The four-year-old girl, humming to herself, skipped down the hallway when she heard a weeping noise. She stopped, tilted her head, and listened carefully. The noise was coming from around the corner. Without thinking, she tip-toed towards the noise. As she rounded the corner, she halted in surprise. Leaning against the balcony, stood a little boy. His tiny body shook with each quiet sob. He was bigger than her. The girl blinked, her round blue eyes growing wide in concern. She hurried towards him. âHey,â she said softly. The boyâs sob got caught in his throat and he looked up. His silver eyes locked on her. âWhy are you crying?â the girl asked. The boy eyed her in suspicion, meanwhile, her gaze wandered over to his injured finger. âOui, you are hurty,â she exclaimed in concern. The boy glanced down at his finger, a thin trail of blood had started to trickle from the small cut. He winced as if the vision had enhanced the pain.âYou should see Mrs. Lily. Sheâll take care of it,â she...
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