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Sinful Desires Thoughts II
The next day Victor woke up with a slight headache. He cursed as he stood up and stretched in his underwear, his muscular frame catching the morning light that filtered through the half-drawn curtains. Years of rigorous training had sculpted his body into a weapon—broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, abs defined like carved stone, and arms corded with muscle. The scars that decorated his torso told stories of survival, the most prominent being three puckered circles on his chest where bullets had torn through him five years ago. He sat down on the edge of his bed, rubbing his temple while unbidden thoughts of Selena crept into his mind again. The way her eyes had widened at the club, that flicker of something beyond fear... "Damn it," he muttered, pushing the thoughts aside. He had more important things to worry about. His next move against Xavier needed to be calculated, devastating. As his thoughts churned, voices echoed in the corridor approaching his room. "For the last
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Sinful Desires A Mother's Heart
Selena jolted at the sharp knock on her bedroom door. She'd been staring at the same spot on the wall for nearly an hour, her mind still racing with thoughts of Victor's return. What it meant. What would happen now. She quickly draped a silk robe around her slender frame and padded to the door. When she opened it, she found one of Xavier's men standing there—the new recruit Xavier had beaten bloody just days ago. The swelling on his face had reduced to ugly purple marks that told their own story of Xavier's temper. "Boss wants to see you," he said, his eyes carefully avoiding hers. "Right away." Selena's stomach tightened. "Tell him I'll be there in ten minutes." The man nodded and left without another word. Selena closed the door, leaning against it as dread pooled in her belly. Xavier's summons rarely brought good news, especially after Victor's dramatic reappearance. She dressed mechanically—a simple navy dress that reached her knees, her long dark hair pulled back into a neat
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Sinful Desires Suspicions
"I'm just saying, if you weren't so damn stubborn, we could have been done with this hours ago," Jordan said, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. His dark eyes glinted with fake annoyance as he stared at Maria. Maria scoffed, as she stared at him, her short hair bobbling. "And I'm saying your plan was stupid. Following Xavier's new right-hand man into a crowded nightclub after the recent death of the last one? That's amateur move." "It worked in Barcelona," Jordan shot back. "Barcelona was different and you know it," Maria countered, her voice rising. "Xavier isn't some small-time thug. He has eyes everywhere." Victor sat at the large mahogany desk, maps and surveillance photos spread before him. He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to focus on the information he had gathered on Xavier's operation. But the bickering behind him made it impossible to concentrate. "At least my plan didn't involve seducing the bartender," Jordan muttered. Maria's eyes widened. "That
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Sinful Desires A Dangerous Opportunity
"Boss! Boss! BOSS!" Jordan's voice boomed through the hallway before the door to Victor's private office burst open. Victor looked up from the map he'd been studying with Gerald and Maria, his expression darkening at the interruption. The room was small but elegant, with heavy curtains drawn against the afternoon light and a single desk lamp casting shadows across their faces. "Jordan," Victor said, his voice deceptively calm. "We've talked about boundaries, haven't we? Knocking, perhaps?" Jordan waved away the comment, his breath coming fast like he'd run up several flights of stairs. "It's important." "It better be," Victor replied, leaning back in his leather chair. "Or I might have to remind you what happens to people who waste my time." Maria smirked from her position by the window, clearly enjoying Jordan's discomfort. Gerald merely raised an eyebrow, his stoic expression giving nothing away. Despite the thinly veiled threat, Jordan pressed on. "I found a way for you to ge
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Sinful Desires The Night of the Masquerade
Two days later, Victor stood before the full-length mirror in his bedroom, adjusting the pristine cuffs of his midnight-black suit. The tailored Italian fabric hugged his broad shoulders and tapered perfectly at his narrow waist, highlighting the lean, muscular physique he'd maintained through rigorous training. Five years of rebuilding himself had transformed his body into a weapon—efficient, powerful, and deadly. His facehad hardened into sharp angles and shadowed hollows. A thin scar traced his jawline, barely visible unless you knew to look for it. His dark eyes reflected nothing, giving away none of the storm that raged within him. Victor straightened his red tie and exhaled slowly. Tonight wasn't just about information gathering. It was about returning to the grave Xavier had dug for him. When he finally stepped out of his room, he found Jordan, Maria, and Gerald waiting in the foyer of the penthouse. Their reactions were immediate and varied. Maria's eyes widened, a sof
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Sinful Desires Selena
Selena hummed softly as she applied the final touches to her makeup, her mind still lingering on the afternoon she'd spent with Miguel. The memory of his laughter warmed her from within as she reached for her lipstick. "Mama, look!" he had shouted earlier that day, proudly holding up a drawing of what appeared to be two stick figures—one tall, one small—standing before a house with an impossibly large sun beaming down on them. "It's beautiful, mi vida," she had whispered, fighting back tears as she gathered him into her arms. Four years old and already so talented, so perfect. "Is this us?" "Yes!" Miguel had nodded enthusiastically, his dark curls bouncing. "And that's our house. The one you said we'll have someday." The promise she'd made him—a real home, just the two of them, far away from Xavier's watchful eyes—felt both like a lifeline and a cruel fantasy. Every Saturday, these precious hours with her son were all that kept her going, all that made the rest of her captivit
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Sinful Desires He Arrives
The sleek black limousine pulled away from the curb, carrying them through the glittering city toward Xavier's mansion in the hills, where the masquerade ball awaited. Selena stared out the window, trying to lose herself in the blur of lights rather than dwell on the significance of this day. Five years ago, she had committed the ultimate betrayal. Five years ago, she had looked into the eyes of the man who loved her and watched as he had been shot—once, twice, three times—watching as shock, pain, and finally understanding flooded his gaze before he crumpled to the floor. Xavier's phone rang, interrupting her dark thoughts. He checked the screen and a lascivious grin spread across his face before he answered. "Valentina," he purred into the phone, not bothering to lower his voice. "I've been thinking about you all day." What followed was a conversation so explicit that Selena had to fight the urge to open the car door and throw herself onto the freeway. Xavier described in gra
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Sinful Desires The Dance Of Ghost
Victor stood at the entrance of the grand ballroom, his mask concealing the scars that told the story of his resurrection. The opulent display of wealth surrounding him—crystal chandeliers, ice sculptures, and the elite of the criminal world draped in designer fabrics—only fueled his determination. He scanned the crowd methodically, his crew flanking him. "See anything you like, boss?" Jordan whispered, adjusting his silver mask. His eyes darted appreciatively toward a group of women by the champagne fountain. Maria elbowed him sharply. "We're here to work, not for you to find your next disappointment," she hissed through her mask. "Children, please," Gerald muttered, his voice low and measured beneath his mask. "This isn't a playground. Victor needs to concentrate." Jordan rolled his eyes. "You're not my father, old man." "Thank heaven for small mercies," Gerald replied dryly. "Now behave yourself before I make you wait in the car." Maria stifled a laugh, but her amusement fade
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Sinful Desires Thomas
Thomas peered around another corner, then pulled back quickly. The hallway ahead was clear for now, but he could hear voices in the distance. His heart hammered against his ribs as he knelt in front of Miguel."Listen carefully," he whispered, placing his hands gently on the boy's shoulders. "Your father is coming for you, but we need to meet him halfway."Miguel's eyes were wide and trusting. "Where is he?""He's fighting his way up through the building," Thomas explained, keeping his voice steady despite the urgency building inside him. "Xavier's men are taking you to the roof for the helicopter. Your father knows this - he's heading there now."Miguel glanced nervously at the ceiling, as if he could see through the floors to the roof above."Are we going there too?" he asked.Thomas nodded. "That's the plan. But there are too many guards between us and the stairs." He pulled out his phone, showing Miguel a rough map of the building. "See this? We're here. And we need to get up ther
Sinful Desires Thomas X Miguel
Miguel huddled in the corner of the dark closet, his small body trembling. The men had shoved him in here after rushing through the hallways. Something about gunfire on the lower levels had made them pause."Stay quiet or I'll shut you up myself," one of them had growled before slamming the door.Miguel pulled his knees to his chest, trying to stop the tears. He wanted his mommy. He wanted to go home.Outside, he heard the men arguing."Santiago was supposed to meet us here," the first guard said. "We can't move the kid without backup.""Xavier wants him on that helicopter now!" the second guard snapped."You wanna walk through a firefight carrying a screaming kid? Be my guest."Heavy footsteps approached. Miguel held his breath."Where's Santiago?" a new voice asked.Miguel recognized it. Thomas. One of Uncle Xavier's men who sometimes brought him food. He wasn't as mean as the others."Don't know. He's not answering his radio," the first guard replied. "We're waiting for—"A sudden
Sinful Desires Jordan!
Jordan stumbled out of the cell, his body screaming with every movement. His face was swollen, dried blood caking his eyebrow. But he was free. And he had a gun. A swollen eye also. Freedom didn't last long. Two guards rounded the corner, their eyes widening at the sight of him. "Hey!" one shouted, reaching for his weapon. Jordan didn't give him time. His body might be broken, but his instincts were sharp as ever. He lunged forward, ignoring the pain tearing through his ribs. "Surprise motherfucker!," he growled, smashing the butt of his gun into the first guard's face. The man's nose crunched under the impact. Blood sprayed across the wall. The second guard managed to pull his gun halfway out of its holster before Jordan tackled him. They crashed to the floor together, Jordan using his body weight to pin the larger man down. "Stay the fuck down!" Jordan hissed, struggling to keep control. The guard bucked underneath him, throwing Jordan off balance. A fist connecte
Sinful Desires Xavier
Xavier's eyes darted between screens in the surveillance room. His empire was seriously crumbling around him, and Victor was at the center of it all. "Sir, we need to evacuate now," the man beside urged again for the fifth time. Xavier ignored him, transfixed by the image of Victor cutting through his defenses like they were nothing. The man moved with deadly precision, his face a mask of cold fury. Every shot found its mark. Every man who stood in his way fell. If he wasn't coming for his head, Xavier would've been amazed. "Sir! Please!" Xavier finally tore his eyes away from the screen. "Get the helicopter ready. Same with the boy." Across the mansion, Thomas pressed himself against a wall, listening intently to his radio. Victor's voice crackled through. "Where's my son?" Thomas glanced around the corner. Two guards were dragging Miguel toward the stairwell leading to the roof. "They're taking him to the helipad," Thomas whispered into the radio. "East stairwell. Hurry, Vic
Sinful Desires Escape! Escape! Escape!
Jordan's body felt like it was on fire. Days of torture had left him weak, his vision blurry. But he wasn't done yet. Not by a long shot. He had been working on the rope binding his wrists for long, rubbing it against a sharp edge of the metal chair. When it finally snapped, he had almost cried out in relief. But he stayed quiet. Waiting and bidding his time. The guard outside his cell was getting more tense. Jordan could see it in the way the man kept checking his watch, the way he paced back and forth. Worried because from the gunshots sounds out, things seemed grim. "Hey," Jordan called out, his voice cracking. "I think... I think I'm dying. Please..." The guard peered through the small window in the door. "Shut up." "There's blood... everywhere," Jordan whispered, letting his head loll forward. "Xavier will kill you if I die before he's done with me." That got the guard's attention. The door creaked open, and a beam of light cut through the darkness. "What the hell are you
Sinful Desires Tic Toc III
On the rooftop, Xavier stood near his helicopter, his sharp eyes scanning the compound below. The night sky was thick with smoke, gunfire echoing from the battle raging outside. Victor's men were pushing forward. It was only a matter of time before they broke through. He turned to his pilot. "Stay ready." "Yes, sir." The pilot's hands hovered over the controls, ready for instant takeoff. But Xavier wasn't leaving yet. The best games always had a final act. "Bring the boy," he ordered into his radio. Moments later, Miguel was dragged onto the helipad. His small wrists were cuffed, his face streaked with dirt, but his eyes blazed with anger despite his situation. Children were funny beings. "Can you hear it?" Xavier asked, gesturing to the sounds of battle below. "That's your father, fighting to reach you." He smiled coldly. "He won't make it in time." "I may not know my dad." Miguel said, his voice trembling slightly. "My mom would never marry a loser, miss lilly said so.
Sinful Desires Tic Toc II
Selena sat on the cold floor, her back against the damp wall of her cell. Blood dried on her split lip, her wrists raw from the tight restraints they had finally removed. The guards hadn't spoken much, but she didn't need words to know what was coming. Xavier wasn't keeping her alive out of mercy. He had a plan. She exhaled slowly, forcing herself to focus. Panic wouldn't help. If there was a way out, she had to find it. Her fingers traced the rough wall behind her, searching for any loose stone, any weakness. There had to be something. "Think, Selena," she whispered to herself. "Think." Footsteps echoed down the hall. Heavy boots. Armed men. Selena quickly wiped the tears from her cheeks and straightened her back. She wouldn't let them see her broken. The door creaked open, and one of Xavier's men stepped inside. He smirked. "Still got fight in you?" Selena met his eyes, refusing to flinch. "You're wasting your time. Xavier already got what he wanted." The man chuckle
Sinful Desires Tic Toc
Xavier stood by the wide glass window of his office, watching the chaos below. Smoke curled into the night sky, the distant echoes of gunfire and explosions shaking the ground. Victor was tearing through his defenses faster than expected. But Xavier wasn't worried. Not yet. He turned away, adjusting the cuffs of his bloodstained shirt, and walked to the desk where a radio lay. He pressed a button, his voice calm. "Move the boy to the helipad. Now." A crackle of static. Then a voice replied, "Understood, boss." Xavier exhaled slowly, a smirk playing at his lips. If Victor wanted his son, he'd have to come to him. And when he did, Xavier would be waiting. The night was young. And the game was just beginning. "Sir?" One of his men appeared at the doorway, gun in hand, sweat dripping down his face. "Victor's men have breached the east wall. They're coming fast." Xavier didn't even blink. "Let them come." His fingers traced the edge of his desk. "They're playing exactly how
Sinful Desires The Ghost Within
A while ago.....The compound was silent, but Thomas felt the weight of a thousand unseen eyes. He moved through the darkened halls, his footsteps light and his breaths steady. Outside, the cool night air carried the distant hum of guards on patrol, their voices low, unaware of the traitor in their midst. His fingers moved over the keyboard in the security room, lines of code flashing on the screen. He disabled key sniper nests, small changes in the system that would create crucial blind spots. Just enough to make a difference—but not enough to raise suspicion. A few seconds here, a flicker in the power grid there. A soft buzz filled his ear. The radio. He pressed it closer. “Sector three clear,” a guard reported. Thomas adjusted his stance, his voice calm. “Copy that. Keep eyes on the perimeter.” His own misdirections had already sent the guards away from where Victor’s men would soon make their move. The breach was coming, and he was paving the way. Then, an explosio
