Freya stood in the same dark room, her head lowered to the floor and her hands gripping her knees. She was seating on the ground. The filthy, dusty ground that had irritated her so much. How long has she gone without a shower? She could not tell anymore. Her body irritated her, she wanted to scrub it off with a sponge made of iron. Scrub so hard till her skin will start to ache till the dusts fades and her skin is almost red but clean. She had dreaded seating on the floor, lying on it. She had stood up in there for hours in hopes that soon it will all be gone, she will be released, they will take her out this filthy place with the stench of urine filled within the air. She stood for as long as she could, until she could stand no more and he knees gave away as she rapidly sunk to the dreaded ground. She gritted her teeth in anger and malice.The will pay, they will all pay. They will pay so dearly for keeping her in here, no one will be spared when she finds her way out of he
Devastated weighs on Luca when they walk out of the premises of the hospital. Heaviness, weighing in his heart. He does not know what to believe, and as he and Luka walk to the car side by side, he finds himself questioning the reality of things. Luke turned to him with a frown, noticing his state of dilemma. "What is it?" he asked me. Luca shook his head, "I do not know, I just can not help but feel as though in some way I might just be wrong about all of this. She might be telling the truth for God's sake."Luke exhaled wearily through his lips, rubbing his face with his palm he made an exhausted sound in the back of his throat before turning to his friend with a point blank face. "Luca, like I said, if she is not guilty that will only be proven when we find out who this wanna be killer is, but until to then, to be on a safe side, how about you just let this investigation proceed? Or would you like to enhance the rumours or suspicion that you still have a soft spot for your chil
Armed with trepidation and her dark brown scarf in her hand, Hazel stepped towards the door, grabbing the handle and pulling it up in readiness to solve her pending mystery.For a moment she had forgotten that a wall of a human had been assigned with the responsibility of taking care of her and following her all around within this castle. Hazel almost jumped back in fright when she came to share right in the eyes of her newly hired bodyguard. She yelped, nearly jumping out of her skin. He remained stoic, baring flinching even from her state of fright and her measly outburst.She clutched her chest, breathing heavily as his cloudy eyes stared stoically at her. She burned red just a little, and after catching her breath, she turned to walk to the left. He followed immediately right behind her. Hazel turned sharply with a frown, halting him in his steps. She glared intently and defiantly at him. Although this man was over two feet taller than her, she was trying so amusingly to i
Her lips were soft against his, her body warm against his. She made a small sound of pleasure in the back of her throat as he slid his tongue into her lips and he felt the blood in his body rush downwards. She tastes good, so good he can barely get enough. He clasped his hand around the round of her soft bottom, squeezing it gently and eliciting another moan from her in his mouth. Her hands circled his head, tugging gently on the strands of hair of his head. He groaned lightly, pulling away momentarily from her lips to kiss her neck. He traced her collar bone with kisses and she gasped in pleasure as he bit softly against the skin of her neck. She wrapped her hands even more tightly around his head, she could feel the pleasure pulling between her legs the moment his soft lips begun to kiss and suck on the skin of her neck.Teaching each place his lips went with pleasure that only continued to intensify and make her senses heighten. Hazel moaned as his hands slid downwards betw
His lips enclosed around her nipples and she moaned, tangling her fingers into his hair. His fingers found there way to her panties again, parting it and sliding into her lower lips. He pumped his fingers in and out sensually, while his lips continued their suckle around her breasts. Whimpers and moans continued to escape her lips continually. The sound of her pleasure filling the room as she drew closer closer to her climax. Luca pulled away for a brief moment to admire the look of sheer pleasure on her face. He moved his fingers faster and her grip around him tightened, her moans increasing. "Yes... Please don't stop..." She pleaded. Luca smiled, he no intentions of stopping at all. He was enjoying this too, almost as much as she was. The look on her face, the sounds eliciting her lips, all of it was a perfect combination to drive him mad. His hardness impossibly worsened as she bit down on her lower lip. "I am so close..." She whimpered, thrashing around slightly on the
They had both entered the shower together after they had both had their fill of each other. He washed her with his hands. She felt pretty sore down there and she could barely stand on her own.He had prepared a bath for her by himself and carried her from the bed gently, she was already very tired and sleepy. How could she not be? She had had two more orgasms when he slipped into her. Her legs were weak and the area between her legs was sore from the size and action of his member inside her. She enjoyed every moment of it no doubt, she was quite sure she would be ready for another pretty soon. Luca circled her with his arms and pressed a kiss against her forehead. They were both sweaty and in need of a shower so he carried her to the bat tub he had already prepared, gently laying her in the water. He entered behind her and they both soaked in the bubble bath. He begun to wash her body for her not long later. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations of his hand against he
Hazel sat on the edge of the bed that night with the book in her hands and her elbows leaning against her thighs.She knew not what to do with this piece of information, what was all these implying?She turned to Luca on the bed where he lay still, breathing softly. His chest rising and falling. He looked so at peace.His long lashes were fluttered closed and his hand was resting upon his chest, which rose and fell in a peaceful state. What was the writer implying? What did the wolf things mean? Is Luca some sort of.... Shape shifter?That is not even possible that is the kind of stuff that happens in fairy tales and folklore. There is simply absolutely no way in heavens any of it could be real. Right?Hazel remembered the second paragraph of the damned note again. Cut him with a knife?Never, not even she was crazy she would not dare cut her husband with a knife. Especially not over some stupid note written by some obscene mystery writer. Luca belongs in her heart now. He ha
Hazel is perched at the edge of her that evening, a strange feeling of distraught weighs upon her shoulders as she waits for Luca's return. She does not know what she will tell him when he returns but she knows what she would ask him for... The truth. One way or another, the truth has to come out tonight.By hook or by crook, she will not allow herself be left in the dark anymore by these people who absurdly believe that they knew what is best for her. Who absurdly think that leaving her in the dark is best for her! If tonight is truly a full moon as Luke had said, then either way she will find out the deal with this red book and what this mystery writer is trying to tell her. She rubbed her face with her palms wearily. She was starting to feel sleepy yet nothing would make her yield into it. Luca should be back by evening as promised. It was starting to get dark afterall, so he should be home anytime soon. They had long since stopped eating dinner downstairs at the table with