Chapter 29. The door to the closet opened and Amelia stepped out, her rene caovilla heels clicked against the marble floor, informing Maxiom of her arrival. His head turned, and slowly, his eyes found her. The tension in the air shifted. And breath hitched. Eyes locked against her, drinking in the boobs that sat perfectly in her tank top. His pupils were delighted, eyes cascading down to the low-waist black jeans shirt that hung dangerously low against her waist, outlining the curve of her waist. His eyes trailed down her long sexy legs, drinking them in, from where the flay of her skirt ended to her feet. His muscles twitched, lungs running short of air. Oh, damn it! She… she was the deadliest, sin at 5’8 and right this Instant he envisioned fisting his hand against her bouncy waist that sat down yet waist, while ramming himself into her. The weight of his gaze lingered, pressing further. Amelia shifted, standing on another leg, thighs shaking from how well his eyes ran ove
Chapter 30.Maximo pulled out of the car, his figure towering higher than the sky itself. There was something commanding about the way he moved—each step unhurried, precise, soaked in quiet power. The world around him seemed to pause in reverence, bowing to his presence.Gracefully, he circled the car and opened the door, revealing the goodness that lay sealed inside.Amelia brought one leg forward, her heels clicking elegantly against the concrete. Her dress shifted with her movement, like the petals of a blooming rose. She rose to her feet slowly, letting the warm breeze wrap around her body.The afternoon sun kissed her skin as the wind caught her hair, lifting it gently into the air. For a moment, it danced like flames around her face, and she felt light, almost weightless. High, in a strange, soul-deep kind of way.Amelia glanced around, her eyes drinking in the grandeur of the exterior, the golden trims of the building, the silent guards at the gate, the gleaming glass doors. Ev
Chapter 31.Amelia’s shoulder rose above visible, confidence striking her like lightning.That was it! A man who knew just how well it was to spike a nerve and raise confidence. Maximo had that effect—he knew just what to say, just how to make her feel the rush of excitement in her veins. Without another word, Maximo pulled away, guiding her through the path with arms stretched forward while his hand rested possessively on her back, an unspoken promise of control, of power, of undeniable pull.The lady’s face burned from anger and pain. She glared at them, her heart wrenching from the embarrassment she had just witnessed.And yes, her eyes didn’t leave them until they were out of sight. They stayed fixed against them, eyes fluttering, the sting of tears brewing in them. It was a feeling of something she couldn’t bear—a jealousy she couldn’t hide.The art gallery was a passage through time, wrapped in silence and stories—walls lined with the weight of centuries, where Italian history u
Chapter 1. Amelia walked down the stairs, her face contorted into a hard frown. “You are not walking away from me, are you?” her father’s voice followed suit as he took the stairs. Amelia heaved out a sigh, throwing herself on the couch, her hands sinking into her hair. “This is not fair, Father. Why do I have to follow you to Singapore?” she cried out bitterly. “Because I am a cop, and my job requires that.” His answer was quite ridiculous to Amelia’s ears. Of course, she knew that already, but what she didn’t understand was why she always had to transfer schools just to be with her father in whatever country he was being posted to. All her life, she had lived without friends because she barely stayed a year in a country. She had changed so many high schools, and college wasn’t an exception because her father made her do that every single time he relocated. But this time, she wasn’t going to listen to him. Amelia was currently in her final year. She had moved down here two year
Chapter 2 Author’s POV Amelia’s heart leaped, and she felt it stop beating for a moment. Breathing in the air after a few seconds, she gulped down nothing and batted her lashes. The mere sight of the perfectly 6’4 Greek god standing by the door made her insides churn. Her eyes roamed over his built physique. He was dressed in a very casual two-piece, but his aura was outstanding, and it spoke volumes. He was clad in a two-piece, armless white shirt that revealed his muscled arms, black pants, and white sneakers that complemented his outfit as much as his lips complemented his face. As he sucked gently from the juice, Amelia salivated, her pussy pulsing as she suddenly wished to have her juice pouring down his throat. “Fuck!” Those words played in her head as he walked deeper into the room. His tanned skin reflected under the lights, and his deft fingers slipped out of his pocket alongside his phone. Amelia figured that he was trying to call someone. As he took the phone to his ea
Chapter 3. Amelia’s eyes rolled backward as her hand found her clit, rubbing gently on it and giving herself the pleasure she deserved. She threw her head back and moaned softly, teasing herself gently with the image of Hardcore running through her mind. “Fuck! Hardcore! Fuck me,” she moaned softly, hoping he would fuck her like his name implied. Pleasure coursed through her body as she continued to tease herself, her pussy turning extremely wet. “Ohhh… Hardcore… fuck!!! Shit… just like that…” she moaned loudly, unable to control the pleasure that surged through every vein, making her skin tingle in reaction. Her eyes rolled backward. She knew it was wrong to crave the cock of a man she had barely known for an hour, but with Hardcore, it wasn’t that easy. She pictured the shape of his mouth skillfully lashing over her clit, his deft fingers pumping hard into her pussy while she moaned loudly… One more tease with his name rolling off her tongue, and her pussy vibrated. An orgasm
Chapter 4. Author’s POV Amelia’s heart leaped with joy. She was going to be fucked by this gorgeous man, and his gorgeous fluids would be spilled inside of her. Isn’t it a privilege to have the cock of the one and only hardcore riding her pussy to heaven? She was anticipating it, even though she felt naughty saying all of this, even though she felt cheap craving the cock of a man she met a few minutes ago. It still felt like the best feeling she was going to have. With all that his fingers did to her cunt, she wouldn’t even agree to going home without the taste of his cock. She knew his cock would do way more than his fingers. Maximo’s hand reached for her boobs, cupping them from behind. “Ummm…” A moan escaped her mouth. The feeling of those heavy tits in his hand made his dick budge over and over again. He wanted to have a taste of it, but his cock was a rebel; it was in so much need to have her pussy. While he fondled her boobs softly, Amelia’s soft moan filled the air. “Umm
Chapter 5. Amelia sneaked into the house, her hands gripping her heels tightly as she tiptoed, careful not to catch the attention of her father or wake him if he was still asleep. She made it through the kitchen undetected and headed straight for the stairs, but luck wasn’t on her side. “Is that what your school friends taught you? To disappear without a word, and to not even inform your father?” Her voice cut through the air, stopping Amelia in her tracks. She stood frozen, facing the road to her room. “Where are you coming from, Amelia?” Amelia swallowed, her throat tight with anxiety. Her father had never called her by her full name in such a tone unless trouble was looming. She turned to face him, flashing him an awkward smile. “I… I’m sorry, Daddy… I went to a friend’s house party…” she stammered, her words not coming out as smoothly as she’d hoped. “Without my consent?” he asked, sipping water from the glass in his hand. Mr. Austin had a peculiar habit of drinking water l
Chapter 31.Amelia’s shoulder rose above visible, confidence striking her like lightning.That was it! A man who knew just how well it was to spike a nerve and raise confidence. Maximo had that effect—he knew just what to say, just how to make her feel the rush of excitement in her veins. Without another word, Maximo pulled away, guiding her through the path with arms stretched forward while his hand rested possessively on her back, an unspoken promise of control, of power, of undeniable pull.The lady’s face burned from anger and pain. She glared at them, her heart wrenching from the embarrassment she had just witnessed.And yes, her eyes didn’t leave them until they were out of sight. They stayed fixed against them, eyes fluttering, the sting of tears brewing in them. It was a feeling of something she couldn’t bear—a jealousy she couldn’t hide.The art gallery was a passage through time, wrapped in silence and stories—walls lined with the weight of centuries, where Italian history u
Chapter 30.Maximo pulled out of the car, his figure towering higher than the sky itself. There was something commanding about the way he moved—each step unhurried, precise, soaked in quiet power. The world around him seemed to pause in reverence, bowing to his presence.Gracefully, he circled the car and opened the door, revealing the goodness that lay sealed inside.Amelia brought one leg forward, her heels clicking elegantly against the concrete. Her dress shifted with her movement, like the petals of a blooming rose. She rose to her feet slowly, letting the warm breeze wrap around her body.The afternoon sun kissed her skin as the wind caught her hair, lifting it gently into the air. For a moment, it danced like flames around her face, and she felt light, almost weightless. High, in a strange, soul-deep kind of way.Amelia glanced around, her eyes drinking in the grandeur of the exterior, the golden trims of the building, the silent guards at the gate, the gleaming glass doors. Ev
Chapter 29. The door to the closet opened and Amelia stepped out, her rene caovilla heels clicked against the marble floor, informing Maxiom of her arrival. His head turned, and slowly, his eyes found her. The tension in the air shifted. And breath hitched. Eyes locked against her, drinking in the boobs that sat perfectly in her tank top. His pupils were delighted, eyes cascading down to the low-waist black jeans shirt that hung dangerously low against her waist, outlining the curve of her waist. His eyes trailed down her long sexy legs, drinking them in, from where the flay of her skirt ended to her feet. His muscles twitched, lungs running short of air. Oh, damn it! She… she was the deadliest, sin at 5’8 and right this Instant he envisioned fisting his hand against her bouncy waist that sat down yet waist, while ramming himself into her. The weight of his gaze lingered, pressing further. Amelia shifted, standing on another leg, thighs shaking from how well his eyes ran ove
Chapter 28.The soft reflection from the ray of sunlight settled against Amelia’s cheeks, pulling her away from her deep slumber.She stretched across the bed, hands reaching out to grab Maximo—but she suddenly met with the emptiness of the mattress. Her lashes fluttered, eyes snapping open immediately. She glared at the vacant space beside her, brows knitting.“Looking for me?” Maximo’s voice rose above the air, his gaze locked with hers.He stood tall like a force of nature, arms crossed over his bare chest.Her eyes moved across his body, drinking him in for a moment longer than she meant to.“How long have you been standing there?” she asked, blinking her eyes away.A soft chuckle slipped past Maximo’s lips as he pushed off the wall.“For as long as dawn.”Amelia’s lips parted, eyes widening. “Dawn?”“That’s a long time to stare at someone, Hardcore.”A smirk curled against his lips, and he moved forward, taking a seat at the edge of the bed.“I know…” he mumbled softly, reaching
Taking daddy’s command. Chapter 27. Author’s Pov. Amelia stared at Maximo as he drove them down to the mall. “Be my lady.” he stepped out and opened the door for her, she flashed him a smile and muttered while stepping out. “You sure know how to make me feel like a princess.” “Wrong choice of words pretty. You are not my princess. You are my queen.” Amelia bit on her lower lips and smiled softly. She took his hand and he shut the door walking them into the mall. “How does it feel, walking some minutes after having Daddy’s cock filling your cunt?”Amelia smiled at the sweet syrup voice. “It feels suiting.” They arrived at the mall and Maximo bought virtually all that Amelia had asked for even the ones she didn't ask for. While she sat and watched him make choices for her, the only thing that ran through her mind was, that having someone who cared about you sure goes a long way. Although what she had with Maximo was not defined, there was a great feeling that he was a good ma
Sinful affair with my ex’s uncle. Chapter 26. Author’s Pov. Hardcore leaned further and he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, pushing himself deeper into her.“Yes!” he released a moan as he felt Amelia’s pussy squeezing his cock hard and making him want to cum! “Fuck!” having himself in her pussy was so sweet he could barely think of anything else, she was so hot and she was making little noises at the back of her throat that he just couldn’t hold himself back from ramming into her at the pleasure her little whisper surged into him His hand gripped hard onto her hips and his other arm snaked around her shoulder to steady himself on top of her as he began to pump into her with vigor, trying desperately to get everything inside her before her sensitive pussy decides to squeeze him harder and make him cum.“Shit. Fuck, daddy…I love this so much. Just...fucking fuck me, daddy.” Amelia screamed into his ear and tightened her legs around his waist, with pleasure surging into every
Sinful affairs with my ex Uncle. Author’s Pov.Chapter 25. Maximo drove into the school pack and Amalia suddenly felt her heart fluttering. It's been so different since she met Hardcore. Her life had turned out great. She barely thought of her ex’s now.Unlike back then, life was boring and scary for her, she could barely go out, and she barely had the heart the ability to make friends or meet any male personnel cause he kept tormenting her with pictures from the past and it only made her scared of falling in love with someone every again. She knew her ex was still perhaps somewhere and watching her right now, but she was with the safest man in the world, he is Alnado El Maximo. The only Zillonaire at the time and the number one killer Machine in the mafia world. She hated the mafia but Megan changed her perspective on being a mafia lady and now she suddenly wants to see herself become a mafia lady one way or the other. She wasn't scared to be herself now, cause Maximo would kill a
Sinful affair with my Ex’s uncle. Chapter 24. Amelia stepped out of the car and walked into the school premises she gave the driver a wave and began to approach the lecture hall slowly, in a way anyone would not suspect she was limping. Hardcore had drained her pussy hard and her legs were currently failing her. Her phone made a gentle beep and she pulled it out of her tot bag. “Dad.” she smiled to herself and took the phone to her ear after picking it up. “Dad. Good morning Dad.” “Good morning pretty, how are you doing?” “I am pretty great.”“How is your exam going?”“Going really great Father, How is everything going over there?” “The inspections here are quite different, I am copping.” “Okay father.” she bit on her lower and her father made a soft sigh. “You will be done with your exams in soon time yeah?” “Yes, Dad.”“Perfect. You will relocate won't you?” Amelia heaved a tired sighs and rolled her eyes angrily.“Can we not always talk about relocation Father?… I.. I ha
Sinful affair with my ex’s Uncle. Chapter 23. Maximo’s hand found her pussy and he rubbed gently on her clit!” “Daddy!” A moan broke out of her throat and Maximo grinned, taking his finger to his mouth and tasting her juice on his finger.“Um.” he rolled his tongue on it while locking his gaze with Amelia who liked the feeling and face he pulled while licking her pussy juice. “You smell so fucking nice, baby girl! And this crazy man here can't even have enough of you.” He pulled his fingers from his mouth and took it back to her pussy, meeting with lots of wetness. “Oh yes!” Amelia moaned out softly at the pleasure that surged fiercely into her body. “You are dripping wet like daddy’s slut!”his brows frowned ecstatically as he rubbed gently on her pussy, giving her the pleasurable feel that sent her hand duging into the sheet and grabbing hard on it. He leaned further and kissed her thighs taking in her scent. “Fuck! Baby girl!” You smell so nice urgghhh!”he gritted his teeth r