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His Poisoned Rose   Part 49
His Pov: I don't know how long I fucked her. With her every shudder, every soft moan and every orgasm my need to own her only increased. The need to bury myself deeper to go deeper only intensified. I felt the sheer need to drown into her to profess every inch of her skin.After several rounds also the hunger I felt for her didn't edge. Instead, it intensified. I had more rounds to go on, but I could feel her body going limp and her strength demeaning. She was on the verge of losing her sense, and even though I wanted more but I pulled out of her. Because that stupid voice in my head didn't afford to hurt her,and even though I needed to be in her longer, I had to give into that voice. I don't think she can walk to the room as she's all sweated with my cum all over her. Her eyes half closed, and her pink lips slightly parted as she's lying on the cold surface of the table.She looks thoroughly and freshly fucked with my cum all over her body and marks on her neck breast thigh that I
Last Updated : 2025-02-05His Poisoned Rose   Part 50
His Pov:It took me a long while before I could focus back on the details of the deal. Before that, I cleaned the kitchen as it held the proves of last night. And it wasn't letting me focus, neither was it helping my mind from going back to her.No matter what or how complicated my inner self is, I can't let that reach my umderling, to my father or to the outer world. I never make mistakes, and neither do I make changes in plans. And it won't happen this time also. No one should get a glimpse of any difference or any weakness of mine. I have been trained for over a decade for the position I am at today, and I am not letting it slip and let myself be disappointed at it. I was almost done with the details when I felt a sudden shift in the air. It's as if the air around me got lighter and smelled of roses because of a certain presence. And I didn't need to look to know the reason for the change of air. The reason for my distress and my insanity. I could hear light footsteps moving awa
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Her Pov: I open my eyes after how long I don't know. It feels like I am living in a haze. I don't know when I am awake or when I am sleeping. It's always like being in the middle of a dream and a reality. As I open my eyes, I try to get up, but I don't have any strength to even move. After attempting a number of times, I finally get up from my sleeping posture and sit up using the wall as my support. I sit up and look around the small dark room. It's so dark that only a dim light is there. My eyes move to the door of the room. It's the only way of getting in or out. Without the door, there's nothing in the room. Just a mattress on the floor, and that's it. There's no window in the room, so I can't tell if it's day or night. It's not that I care, though. My gaze shifts to the abandoned plate of food in front of the door, and I try to get up. My body hurts with every move as I struggle to stand on my feet. Leaning on the wall taking support, I finally stand up and try to walk towar
Last Updated : 2024-10-04His Poisoned Rose   Part 02:
His Pov:I sigh as the car parks in front of the venue. I usually hate this type of event, and I never attended them in the past. But this time, it needs to be done, and I need to attend the event. If it wasn't serious father wouldn't have send me here. Being the son of the leader of the Italian Mafia has given me a lot of things along with the responsibilities. Therefore, even if I personally hate it I didn't argue with father on the topic as I also know, we need to seal the deal with the Russians.Ethan Volcov, is a higher up in the Russian Mafia who reportedly is going to attend the event.My work is to attract his attention and have an introduction with him for a better chance of sealing the deal. I take a deep breath as I come out of the car and walk into the so-called venue.This is another stupid event of selling prostitutes to the elites of the society. To be precise to the scums of the society. But it can't be denied that this is the event you can find most of the influentia
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Her Pov:I don't know what drug they put me on but I can still feel things around me see things even though they are blurry and can hear things even though they feel like they are coming from another world but yeah. I can walk as well, but I don't have much of my balance.Previously, whenever they injected me something, I lost my total sense and couldn't remember or feel anything. I would be like dead at the time.But this time it feels lighter than the previous ones. This time, I can tell things. I don't know if it's a good thing, though.They got me ready and blindfold me before taking me to somewhere.I don't know where they took me, but I could hear people talking and even naming prices.It took me a long while to understand that they were naming prices for me. But I couldn't react as the drug was slowly taking me over. A woman behind me was holding me as I was loosing my senses to even move a muscle of my body.The last thing I heard is " Sold". Before I lost in the darkness. Wh
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His Pov: I chain up my pants as she gets up and goes to the washroom. Honestly, I don't know why the hell I did that.I usually don't lose control and never do anything without giving it several thoughts. I never in my life bought any prostitute or forced myself on anyone. Women always went crazy over me and could do anything to get just a glance from me. I have just had one night stands and never slept with a woman twice in my life. I had sex just for some fun and ended it just in there. For the first time, I bought someone with money, and honestly, even I don't know what I planned to do with her. But I definitely didn't plan to sleep with her or even touch her. But when she continuously started to beg me to let her go and give her passport back to her, something shifted in my mind.If she didn't beg, I could even consider this, but her seemingly not wanting me even after being used by several people got me on my edge. I didn't like that she didn't want me. But what got me off w
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Her Pov: It has been around ten days since I have been here. Most of the time he doesn't stay at the house and I love it as I don't like to have him around me. He intimidates me too much and makes me really nervous for some reason. Whenever he's in the house I often catch his eyes on me and he doesn't even move them away as if he couldn't care less. It feels like he isn't watching me but more like studying me. He hasn't touched me again since the first day and sleeps in the separate room as well. I think he started to grow bored of me and I am also trying to behave according to him so that I can get rid of this soon and leave for the US as they handed him my passport. Well I tried to find ways to run away when he was not at home. But he locked the door from the outside and there's no other way to get out. The apartment is I guess on the 17th or 18th floor as it's very high I can't climb down or anything. Anyway what would I do running away as I don't have my passport with m
Last Updated : 2024-10-24His Poisoned Rose   Part 6
Her Pov:And he stands up as he takes the last drag of his cigarette and crashes it under his shoe. His hazal eyes are way too calm, as if he knows what effect he's having on me. He takes a step towards me, and I take a step back on instinct. He raises a brow at that. He takes another two steps, and I try to run towards the door. I don't know what's on his mind, but I can tell whatever it is, it won't be beneficial for me. He scares me, especially after that night. I don't want to be used again. I don't want to be used anymore by anyone. But before I could tell within a second, he's on me slamming me against the door hard while pinning my both hands above my hand with only his one hand.I struggle to free myself as I can feel him against me. " Don't move, Rosalina." His voice breathy and so deep.He takes a moment as if calming himself down before using a finger of his other hand on my chin to make me look up at him. He makes me look at him using his firm hold on my jaw as he look
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His Pov:It took me a long while before I could focus back on the details of the deal. Before that, I cleaned the kitchen as it held the proves of last night. And it wasn't letting me focus, neither was it helping my mind from going back to her.No matter what or how complicated my inner self is, I can't let that reach my umderling, to my father or to the outer world. I never make mistakes, and neither do I make changes in plans. And it won't happen this time also. No one should get a glimpse of any difference or any weakness of mine. I have been trained for over a decade for the position I am at today, and I am not letting it slip and let myself be disappointed at it. I was almost done with the details when I felt a sudden shift in the air. It's as if the air around me got lighter and smelled of roses because of a certain presence. And I didn't need to look to know the reason for the change of air. The reason for my distress and my insanity. I could hear light footsteps moving awa
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His Pov: I don't know how long I fucked her. With her every shudder, every soft moan and every orgasm my need to own her only increased. The need to bury myself deeper to go deeper only intensified. I felt the sheer need to drown into her to profess every inch of her skin.After several rounds also the hunger I felt for her didn't edge. Instead, it intensified. I had more rounds to go on, but I could feel her body going limp and her strength demeaning. She was on the verge of losing her sense, and even though I wanted more but I pulled out of her. Because that stupid voice in my head didn't afford to hurt her,and even though I needed to be in her longer, I had to give into that voice. I don't think she can walk to the room as she's all sweated with my cum all over her. Her eyes half closed, and her pink lips slightly parted as she's lying on the cold surface of the table.She looks thoroughly and freshly fucked with my cum all over her body and marks on her neck breast thigh that I
His Poisoned Rose   Part 48
His Pov:" Where is the first aid? Please, Leonardo, tell me please.. I beg you..." She pleas in hoarse voice choking on her tears as she tried hold me with her small hands that are now coated with blood... My blood.... This whole scene should be revolting. I should loathe her and tarnish her into nothing like she deserves after stabbing me on my back.But then something stops me. Maybe its the tears in her eyes that are trailing down her cheeks and staining them or maybe the helplessness in those eyes or her raspy voice that is full of concern or the mark of my mouth on the pale skin of her neck that is turning purple already or maybe its the blood smeared on her hands. But there's something common in all of them. They are all for me. All mine. The helpless, the tears , the concern or the way she chokes on her words or the desperation of saving me. Even the blood on her hands is of mine. Mine. She looks like mine. Literally and figuratively. And that view is something beautiful. S
His Poisoned Rose   Part 47
His Pov:"Why are you looking for the first aid?" I ask her with a calm and steady voice, though I know why she's looking for it.Her eyes shoot up to me, her lasbes slightly flatterybg as she watches me with disbelief in her ice blue eyes. " What type of dumb question is this! Because you are bleeding! If we don't treat it right away, you will lose a lot of blood."" But you want me to die, don't you? That's why you stabbed me... Then what are you trying to prove now?" I pull her closer to me by her forearm as I watch her. But she immediately lowers her eyes. Good.. It's working.. She didn't lower her eyes for once after she found out i am the one behind the death of the Kings. But just now, she did. She believes herself to be guilty even if she denies it now. "I didn't want you to die! I didn't want to stab you! It's all because of you!" Her voice cracks as tears run down her face. I look at her for a second contempting if I should push it more. Her hands are trembling as I hold h
His Poisoned Rose   Part 46
His Pov:I could see it in the way her eyes glazed over, a silent horror swirling beneath the surface, as if she were afraid of what she had just done—and perhaps even more afraid of what it meant about her now.And for some weird twisted reason, I pitied her... I fucking pitied her for stabbing me on my back. I, Leonardo Luciano, who never pitied a bloodied dying person begging for their lives to me who never pitied about someone's family, someone's company, or even my fate pitied the trembling girl before me.I lost my control over myself. Totally wholly for... her.... Rosalina.. I don't even know why I was shocked that she stabbed me. What was I expecting? In some part of my twsited beliefs, I believed that I couldn't be hurt by this one person. When, for me, every single person is on my radar. I trust none. And by none, I mean it. I keep checking on my own blood brother for the lack of trust I have in people. Then how could I.. How could I keep her off limit from my radar. It do
His Poisoned Rose   Part 45
His Pov:When Roslaina asked to come back to my apartment with me, a strange warmth filled my chest, something I hadn’t expected. It felt… good. For reasons I couldn’t fully understand, her request brought a quiet sense of peace to my heart. She could have stayed at the mansion, especially with David there, but she chose to leave with me. Maybe, just maybe, I’d misjudged her all along.And yet, I had punished her so harshly that I’d driven her to the brink of ending her own life. Dr. Matteo said she was battling severe depression, and though I hated to admit it, a dark part of me knew the truth—I was likely the reason she reached that edge. The weight of my actions hung heavy on my chest, the thought that I had contributed to her despair gnawing at me. I’d pushed her too far, blinded by my own anger and assumptions, and now I had to face the unbearable consequences of what I’d done to her fragile spirit.Dr. Matteo urged me to stay close to her, to watch over her, ensuring she wouldn
His Poisoned Rose   Part 44
Her Pov:He murmurs under his breath before suddenly his arm wraps around my nape as he pulls my body against his as my front clashes with his bare chest, and he presses his lips on mine.My hand trails from his neck to his hair as I grasp them hard, but I dont stop him. I just couldn't stop him... That one second of when I looked at him, I saw something flicker in the deep hazel..Those eyes... His gaze holds something... Some raw unhealed emotion in them... And in one second, something changed. I didn't see the usual monster in him but a mirror. A mirror that holds the same raw emotions as me....He sucked my bottom lip in his mouth first before going for the upper lip, and then he sucked them both in his mouth before claiming his entrance in my mouth. His tongues trail inside my mouth, tasting every inch of my mouth.He's not just kissing me... He's claiming my fucking soul with the kiss .His pace keeps getting faster as he wrapped his other hand around my waist holding me closer t
His Poisoned Rose   Part 43
Her Pov:My breath catches as I pull my hand away, bringing it in front of me. My hand is coated in fessh blood as it trails down my hand. I... I stabbed him. My hand trembles as my breathing gets hitched in my throat. I stand there thunderbolt as I tried to process what I just did.Leonardo slowly moves his head from my neck as he looks at me. He looks at me as a rush of pain flashes through his hazel eyes before it vanishes into the hazel. His eyes are locked with my ice blue one as his hand moves to the back of his shoulder, where the knife is still stabbed deep within him. With one swift move, he pulls the knife out of him as he brings it in front of us. His eyes still locked on my face. But I couldn't meet his gaze as my eyes moved to the kitchen knife. Fresh blood dripping off it.. I just stabbed him with this knife.. I... I might have killed him." So you want to kill me now, Rosalina?" He strikes me with his deep voice, but I just stand there as if I can't move my body. No...
His Poisoned Rose   Part 42
Her Pov: My fingers tighten instinctively around my passport, gripping it as if it’s the only thing anchoring me to reality. I could hear the heavy, deliberate sound of breathing behind me, sending chills racing down my spine. Slowly, I pushed myself to my feet, my movements careful and measured. My hands slipped behind my back, clutching my passport tightly, hiding it from view.As I turned, my gaze met his. He loomed over me, his presence overwhelming, his eyes dark and calculating. The menace in his expression was unmistakable, his towering figure watching me with an intensity that made the air around us feel suffocating.A slow, unsettling smile spreads across his face, a stark contrast to the storm brewing in his eyes. He moves with a calculated ease, slipping off his coat and tossing it carelessly onto the bed before lowering himself onto the edge.“The house is in quite a state today,” he says, his tone deceptively light, almost conversational. “I didn’t realize you had such
