SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWI bit into his neck as i tried to muffle my screams of pure ectasy as he drilled into me. He had gone three times now, this was our fourth . It was obvoius that he was angry from what he had heard and did not know how to react to the news"Ohh!" I moaned as he lifted my leg up and stretced it till it was behind my ear making me feel him in every inch as he thrusted in me hard and slowHe was trying to break me or at least my pussy and he was succeeding at it as he filled me up deliciously inch for inch"You like it don't you? tell me how much you love it baby" He whispered slowly in my ear in a raspy, husky tone which drove me crazy as i scratched his back in pure pleasure as i grew even wetter"I love it" I moaned as he sucked on my hardened nipples, he had bit, licked and rubbed them so much, they were now red for him as he suckled and gave them all his attention"Good girl, look at how well you are taking my cock, you're such a good wife aren't you baby?" he
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWI slammed the door behind me as i walked forward in anger, the words i had spoken echoed behind me like a broken clock reminding me of the impact they must have had on herIt is just sex between adults,, not love Sabine, just sex!I had said to herIt was a lieA big fucking lie i utterred in rage at the words she has spoken which took me back to the orphanage and the foster care systen as the couple would look at me like i was an alien before they moved onto the other childre, the ones fit for the photos, the normal onesIt was not just the words i had spoken, it was the way she looked at me. She loked like i had broken her beyond repair as she stared at me with unshed tears that filled her eyes but se willfully prevented them from falling. It was the look of utter hurt and despair in her eyes as she stared at me in shock and hurtI had vowed that i would never hurt her no matter what but tonight, i had drawn tears from her eyes and made her look at me in desp
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWI watched the door for a moment as thouh it would suddenly disappear and i would wake up from this cruel dream but even as i stared hard at the door, it never opened neither did the room disappear, it had really happenedIt is just sex Sabine! sex betwen two adults, you were brought here for one purpose, revenge and now i discover that your FATHER is responsible for making my mother some sex slave!He had called Alvarez my father, like he did not know hot i felt about him now, after all Alvarez had done to me and my family, Dominic still referred to him as my father. I watched the door with tears in my eyes as my mind went back to the words he has said to meIt was not just the way he said it, it was the tone of his voice as he spoke and the look in his eyes as he spat those words at me without regard for my feelings. All i had meant was that he needed to relax and actually communicate with me about his feelings because sex would not fix the hollowness in his h
"DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWI watched as the car drove out of the gates of the mansion and ran towards it in hopes that i would be fast enough to stop it but she has sped off and drove off in a such speed, she zpoomed into the night. I turned to the guards , the foolish men that were supposed to e guarding the gates and us inside the house"You fool! how could you ket her go huh? i should get your head for this you bastard, if anything happens to my wife today because you foolishly let her out of the safety of this mansion, i promise you, dear Santa will pay for your stupidity!" i sneered in his face as i referred to his fifteen year old daughter, i knew everything about each guard in this place, the cooks, nannies, everyone that was to come in or out of the mansion for at least three weeks did not come in without me knowing something about themI ran back into the mansion and towards Rapheal's door, knocking on it harsher than i intended, i waited till the door came open to reveal a dis
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW I stood frozen as I looked at the face that mirrored my own—my mother, the woman who was supposed to be dead at the hands of the man who raised me, the man I called father. She stood frozen as well, her eyes filled with nothing less than shock and wonder. Dressed in all black, everything she wore was a deep shade of mourning, from her worn jeans to her top and scarf. The man by her side stood like a soldier, ready to fight, his defensive posture beside her unwavering and strong. She walked forward, approaching me with a smile. Her bony hand reached up, causing me to flinch. She paused abruptly, looking at me with a mix of hurt and understanding. "My baby, I thought you were dead," she whispered. "I was told you were killed off that night too, and I accepted it—I really did—until I heard Vitiello had taken a new wife. At first, I didn’t think much of it until I learned from a close confidant that you looked exactly like me. It felt like a dream come true, l
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWI limped out of bed, dragging my infected leg with me; it reeked of blood and pus, making me retch in disgust and in great discomfort as I limped pathetically to the living room. I had watched the snipers for days now; their routine was deeply engraved in my mindThey worked around the clock in an almost unbeatable routine, while there were at least three snipers positioned adjacent to my house, all from another building, there were two others in cars positioned a few blocks from my property. If one got tired, another simply took his place, it was like clockwork with themMy escape plan seemed impossibleI grit my teeth in pain and pent-up frustration as I peel back the bandage to reveal the rotting flesh that was now my leg, the smell of blood and pus filling the air even more. I applied the treatment I had concocted a few days ago in the bedroom, I was not allowed visitors, so there were no doctors for meI had no access to working phones; I suspected that m
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEWI cleaned the blood off the new wound on my head as i fought tears, after spending the greater part of my years with him, you would think i would be used to the way he treats me by now but everytime he hit me, i got even more numb and at the same time, i got even sadder as i tried to imagine what my life would have been like if my foolish fifteen year old self had never jumped out of my window to go a stupid new club with my muc older boyfriendIf I had actually listened to my parents and stayed away from him, if I focused on being the smart star student who wanted to major in electrical engineering and spent a few days on the weekend brushing up on my hacking skills, if i had listened to my best friend Chloe then about my much older bpyfriiend and did not act much older than i actually wasI would not be the punchinjg bag and whore of the criminal mastermind that was sitting on the reclining chair in his living room, i would have never been raped multiple by hi
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEWI watched as he got up from the reclining chair with a grunt and limped to the bedroom while trying not to put too much pressure on his rotting leg. The house smelled of the blood and pus coming out from it, making me want to hurl and vomit, but I kept my cool, knowing the kind of man he is.He huffed in pain as he walked over to the door, but stopped as he saw me standing in the kitchen with the door open; he hated it when I closed any doors in the house- he thought I would do something he was displeased with He looked me up and down and said "I am going to sleep now but the second I wake up, you better be ok your knees on that bed like the good whore you are supposed to be" He smiled evilly in that way that made my belly turn in disgust, but to avoid another smack, I simply nodded as I trembled before him" Good, do not disappoint me. We would not want a repeat of two weeks ago, would we?" He walked over to the room, making me shiver at the mention of two we
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWI helped her out of the car with my hand on her back as we walked through the grand doors of the mansion in Raphael's estate, Daniel hot on my tail as he watched me like a hawk. The feel of her body in my hands felt surreal, like I was floating, like this was a dream I would wake up from at the moment I actually start to believe it is real."Where is this Sabine?" she asked softly as she leaned her weight on me. We walked slowly and gently as I led her in, and she seemed a bit frail but very much alive"This is Raphael's mansion, he is Dominic's friend," I answered "You mean Marillo?" she asked, her voice soft as we walked "Yes, he is the head of the Brazilian cartel, you sent a recording to him saying you would be here soon," I said to her, and before she could speak, Estella walked out with a tray filled with flour, still dressed in her black gownShe looked up and regarded me with a smile, but paused with widened eyes when she looked at the woman in my arm
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWI watched as the life slowly left his body with a sick, twisted satisfaction. I was finally rid of all her exes, the other I had ordered a hit on, even after I promised not toI could not help it, he had his hands on what is mine, there was no other judgment for him.I walked over to the station set up for members of the cartel. The beach was owned by the cartel and almost everyone who decided to come here for relaxation or a cover for an alliance was directly or indirectly under Raphael. The second Thierry and his foolish girlfriend were dead the moment they decided to come here.Once I got to the station for drinks, I knocked on the counter and immediately, a head popped up before standing fully to reveal a woman in a sleeveless shirt revealing the tattoo of the cartel on her arm. I nodded to her and she returned the gesture as she clearly recognised who I was "There is a mess back there. Get the clean-up crew to take care of it. Tell them to be careful of
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWWith my pistol in hand, I walked slowly, predatorily over to the shaking man who was still doing his best to back away from me He was failing horribly at that, by the way. That must be because of the blood covering his forehead and gushing over to his eyes. It was human instinct to try and escape in situations that threatened our well-being, especially when it involved our life, so I was not so surprised to see that he was still fighting to escape meIt happened with most of my victims; they would try their best to escape, and I would give them the false hope that they were succeeding or that they had succeeded before I struck them when they would least expect it. It was just like a lion's hunting, the smart lion could decide to make its prey think he had given up, or he had stopped hunting him or that he was successful in escaping......before he went in for the killer bite.You could also say the same for a fly trap, but right now, I would play his game, I st
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEW I watched as she walked away from me, her hands on her mother as she led her to what I assumed was the car she parked not too far from where we are I looked away from her reluctantly and looked at the small, poorly tanned boy in front of me as anger clouded my gaze He was looking at what is mine, he had his hand on what is mine.... that was a death sentence in itself He looked at me with false bravado which made me chuckle in amusement. It was both foolish and brave..... he was brave but he was foolish if he thought he was a match for me. "You have been. a nuisance ever since you approached my wife while we were having our own time on this beach. Do you have a death sentence?" I asked with my hands in my pockets as relished joyfully in the way his eyes widened in shock at defeat at the revelation of the truth that Sabine was my wife. "Wife?" he echoed in disbelief as he shook his head like a road in water "Yes you fool, wife. Do you need me
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEW He applied some kind of cream around the would gently as though he was afraid to cause more pain to me..... like he thought I would break if he applied even a little pressure "What is your name?" I asked him as curiosity got the best of me. His brows furrowed even more as his eyes never stayed from my thigh. He pursed his lips as he gave me the silent treatment,. making me grit my teeth in embarrassment as the other men sat around us on the floor of the jet. "I'm talking to you, what's your name?" I asked again, determined to get an answer from him but he simply reached down and pulled a bandage from a box set beside his foot and sated unwrapping it. He looked up at me with an emotion less glare before looking back down at my thigh and wrapping the bandage around my wound Like it was a acred task, he softly and gently wrapped the bandage with a religious focus as his eyes trained on my thigh as he went below and came back up wrapping my wound and shielding
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEW"You are crazy!" He exclaimed as he looked at my leg with the tracker in my hand. My blood spilled over the seat I was on, making me groan and wince in pain and discomfort. I hated making a mess"Sorry about your seats," I said to him, but he just shook his head in what I would assume was disbelief, since his face was still hidden away in the mask. He groaned as he opened his door and got out. He waved at the jet, and someone ran over. This person was also maskedI guess they thought I would betray them, or that I was some kind of spy for Alvarez, the only way I would help that man is if I were in danger of dying if I did notEven the thought of making anything easier for him filled me with a bitter taste in my mouth as I looked at my bleeding thigh. Suddenly, the door to my side was opened abruptly, and the same man from earlier, I could tell because his build was different from that of the others, who now lined up the jet with huge guns in their hands He bent
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEWI quickly placed my hands up high enough so they could see it and stood as still as possible, the red dots were still on the parts of my body as much as possible. I did not want to die, but I would rather die at their hands than at the hands of AlvarezIt was currently almost evening, but the kind of neighbourhood Alvarez had us living in was one in which people rarely got off of work until late at night, and there were rarely any children around, so we always had our privacy to ourselves no matter what.I paused on the porch of the house with nervous breathing and watched as one man walked forward with a gun in hand and approached me stealthily"Hands where I can see them, ma'am," he said, and I raised my hands higher so he could see them properly. He walked closer to me and looked me up and down before he started tapping me up and down in search of anything He would find nothing whatsoever; all I wanted was to leave this hell"Where are you going, ma'am?" He
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEWI inserted the needle into his neck while he slept, making sure to empty the contents of the needle into his veins. Once I was satisfied with my work, I rushed inside the room without bothering to be quiet anymore; he was not waking up from that, not even if the world suddenly went on fire.I opened the painting behind the wall of the bathroom to reveal a safe, he had no idea I knew it was there or that he even had a safe. Over the years of dealing with him, I realised one thing: it was better to leave him, thinking he broke me so much that thinking for myself was difficult for me, that he had so succeeded in breaking me and making me a shell of the person I once was, that all I could think of was him.That was the only way I had stayed alive so far. I punched in the combination of the safe quickly; it was a mix of numbers, and I had no idea if they held any meaning to him or if they did not. Once the coordinates were in, the safe opened with a satisfying click,
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEWI watched as he got up from the reclining chair with a grunt and limped to the bedroom while trying not to put too much pressure on his rotting leg. The house smelled of the blood and pus coming out from it, making me want to hurl and vomit, but I kept my cool, knowing the kind of man he is.He huffed in pain as he walked over to the door, but stopped as he saw me standing in the kitchen with the door open; he hated it when I closed any doors in the house- he thought I would do something he was displeased with He looked me up and down and said "I am going to sleep now but the second I wake up, you better be ok your knees on that bed like the good whore you are supposed to be" He smiled evilly in that way that made my belly turn in disgust, but to avoid another smack, I simply nodded as I trembled before him" Good, do not disappoint me. We would not want a repeat of two weeks ago, would we?" He walked over to the room, making me shiver at the mention of two we