A week ago Angel had whipped me to a pulp, ordered that I be locked up inside my room, I was fed poor diet once a day. I was not allowed a visit from Camilo or Florentine and the only face I had seen in those days were that of Holf when he brought me food. I cried bitterly, had nightmares from that horrible day. I became paranoid at every slightest noise or everytime I saw Holf thinking I was about to be taken away for a punishment.I was angry yet afraid of Angel. He had managed to break my walls that good. I hated him so much that I wished to get back at him but I was helpless.I was sitting at the end of my bed when someone stormed into my room. I snapped towards the direction to find Holf staring at me with a mean gaze. I got scared immediately wondering what his look could mean.He dropped the dress he held in one hand on my bed and my eyes followed his movement."Go freshen up and get dressed. The boss wants you downstairs in the next twenty minutes for breakfast." He said and
AngelI could clearly see the pain in her eyes at breakfast. Sometimes I cared but sometimes I didn't. She hated me, I could deal with that but the moment I saw a tear drop down her eyes I felt it again. That sting of guilt and this time it felt more real. Why in hell's name did I have to feel this way? As much as I wanted to deny it I cared that I hurt her. This had to be a joke of some sort, I could never care how a bitch felt but this time was different and it was driving me insane." I'm done eating, if you don't mind I'll like to retire back to my room." She sounded polite almost like she was hoping I wouldn't get mad. I wanted to order her to sit back but I didn't find the strength to, so I remained silent thinking of ways to feel angry at her and get rid of the slight guilt in my heart. "I'll get going then." Her soft voice echoed again in my head and my heart took a leapFuck! My heart was beating strangely against my will. It was all too strange and I couldn't place a meani
I turned on my heels not wanting to see the sight of Natalia fucking Angel. I knew I was attracted to Angel but I didn't think I'd feel so jealous seeing him with another woman. The door had made a sound when I went back in and I wasn't sure if he heard it.I folded my knees to my chest wrapping my hands around my legs. My heart was thudding fast and painfully. I fought hard to hold back my tears but it defeated me. I was hurt, really hurt like I had never been before. It surprised me yet made me realize one thing. I wasn't just lusting after Angel, I wanted him to myself. I laughed amidst my tears ridiculing my thoughts and feelings. It was one thing to lust after your stepbrother but totally insane to want the man who not only hurt you but bought you as his whore and kept you under his roof against your will. To think I had told Camilo she was having the Stockholm syndrome when in fact I was the one experiencing it. I had to be crazy.I snapped out of my thoughts as the door sudd
She undid my buttons hastily and I unclasped her bra exposing her big breast. She had good melons enough for my hand to handle.I grabbed both of them in my hand and squeezed them while she let out a hiss of pleasure. I proceeded to suck her Pointed nipples and she tilted her head back to enjoy the feeling."Oh Angel! You drive me crazy. Mm...ah! Yeah! Touch me. Suck my fucking breast." She kept spewing. If it were old times I'd be pleased with her dirty talks but now I was irritated. I just wanted to ease myself inside her and get rid of her. "Yes baby, please ....I want to feel you inside me." She said yet again and my patience was exhausted. I squeezed her breast a little more painfully and she hissed looking down on me with a shocked face."Can't you shut the fuck up and let's get done with this " I said to her in an angry tone. I could see pain flash through her eyes but I didn't care, she knew she was just a fuck whore for me and nothing else."I'm sorry." She said and I ignore
A bastard, that was what I called Angel in my mind over a thousand times after he had kicked me out of his room like some trash. I was deeply hurt more than I could imagine. The fact that he fucked Natalia, the same girl that beat me up while I was in his room got me both angry and heartbroken.I had avoided Angel like a plague after the incident with the excuse that I still needed a lot of bedrest during treatment. At least he was nice enough to let me be."Mm...Haah!" I moaned and sighed softly as I felt my muscles relax as a result of Camilo's skillfull movement on my shoulder. She was giving me a massage and she was good at it. My wounds were miraculously healing at a fast pace. I don't know what Florentine and Doctor Phillip prescribed for me but Camilo helped me apply the balm-like medicine on my back everytime covering it up with some tapes."How is it?" She asked withdrawing her hands from me. I knew she was asking about the pain I felt on my shoulders. I sat up and looked at
I could relate, even though we were just their main whore, it still felt like someone was stealing them from us.I reached out to touch Camilo's shoulder and she flinched the moment my hands touched her. She looked at me dazed. She obviously didn't realize how hurt she had looked just now."Are you okay?" I muttered my words and she nodded trying to play it cool but I knew better. Maybe she was yet to realize it or was still in denial that she was falling for her master."Can I watch?" I asked her despite knowing it wasn't helping her. I still felt incredibly horny and wanted to see them. She nodded to it and I felt quite bad for her but I chose to be selfish. I peeked through the corner of the wall to see Caspian straddling a maid.Her back and butt were pressing against his hard chest and protruding balls. Camilo was very much prettier than this maid but of course it didn't matter. "Oh Caspian, you don't know how much I missed you." She whispered as he pressed her front against a t
She fought her tears hard as she walked out on Thea. Just why was she tearing up? Why did seeing Caspian with another woman hurt her so much? She kept asking herself as she walked through the hallway having no specific destination in mind."Come on... Camilo. You can't do this to yourself." Her voice came out cracky. She stood behind a pillar resting her back on it. Her head was tilted up as she tried to stop her tears from trickling down but it didn't stop it and instead she broke out in tears, curling herself on the ground as she clenched her chest were it hurt so bad. She had denied it for all eternity because she felt guilty doing this to her brother whose life was currently a living hell because of Caspian but right now she couldn't help it. She had fallen quite deeply for Caspian without realizing and had only lied to herself it was just the sex she loved about him. Deep down, she knew each time Caspian was close to her she always got the chills and her heart leaped out of exc
"Truth only." He said not giving her a chance to react. She was still getting over the shock of his question and he was asking for honesty already. "How can I?" She gulped hard finding a little courage. Caspian's eyes twitched as a sting of pain made its way through his chest. He was certain he had some extra effects on Camilo, he just needed to hear it from her but he wasn't sure on how to get her to admit it. She seemed disgusted by the idea of having feelings for him."And why not?" His hands slammed back into the wardrobe making her flinch at his temper. His anger was coming to the surface. She wasnt sure if she should countinue speaking but he asked for honesty and this might be her only chance at getting things off her chest."Would you like me if I separated you from the only family you had, made you my whore, hit you at some point and monitor your every movement like you had no life outside me?" She let out her words laced with pain. Her eyes had pooled with tears and Casp