EvaMona continued to try on dresses, flaunting them in front of me, attempting to trigger anger and jealousy, but I just felt numb, my anger focused on being brought here against my will and mistreated.She then approached me, holding the sides of her dress, and leaned in close, whispering in my ear, "How does it feel seeing me get married to the man you wanted?"I whispered back, "The man I wanted? I'm glad you said 'wanted', which shows that I don't want him anymore. He's just mere trash to me now."My gaze looked at her with disgust, and Mona's face twisted into a cruel smile. "Well, is that so? I think this is just a symptom of jealousy.""Keep deceiving yourself," I said, letting out a soft scoff.Mona's eyes flashed with hatred. "You're growing some nerves now, don't you think?"She continued, her voice dripping with malice. "Anyway, guess what? Everybody in Wildsong pack thinks you're a murderer. You killed Christopher's brother, one of the prominent men in the pack, and now t
LorenzoI handed Eva a copy of the contract, my eyes scanning her face as she took it from me. We were seated in my living room, the tension between us thick. I had agreed to help her clear her name and get revenge on those who had wronged her, but I knew it wouldn't be easy."Three to four months," I said, my voice firm. "That's how long our engagement will last. We'll tell everyone we've broken up, and then you can continue your life as you see fit."Eva nodded, her eyes scanning the contract. I could see the determination in her eyes, and I knew she was ready to do whatever it took to achieve her goals."And about me being a nurse?" she asked, looking up at me."That will continue as planned," I replied. "It will end after a year, as agreed upon. But our fake engagement will be over in three to four months."I watched as Eva nodded again, a small smile playing on her lips. I knew she was thinking about the revenge she would get, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement my
EvaAs I walked into my apartment, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease and humiliation that lingered from the encounter with those girls earlier. Their mocking words and sneers still echoed in my mind, making my skin crawl.I felt emasculated, embarrassed, and angry all at once. The memory of their taunts sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder why they had to be so cruel. They couldn't even spare to hear my side of the story.Even when I tried to push the thoughts aside and focus on unwinding after a long day, the sting of their words still ran around my mind, and just as I was starting to calm down, my phone rang, breaking the silence. It was Thelma, my sister."Hey, sis," I answered, trying to sound cheerful despite the turmoil still brewing inside me."Eva, I need a favor," Thelma said, sounding stressed. "I'm out of cash, and my salary hasn't arrived yet. Can you please lend me some money?"I hesitated for a moment, thinking about my own financial strug
EvaI sighed deeply, trying hard to look sincere. "I'm telling you, sis, I've never felt this way about anyone before. Lorenzo and I, we just click. And he didn't want to waste time dating; he wanted to marry me straight away.""That's not normal, Eva," Thelma raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "What's going on here?"I shook my head, defensive. "Nothing's going on. We just know what we want. And what we want is each other."She sighed, frustration etched on her face. I could see that she was not buying it. I just needed to make her accept it."Eva, you're not thinking clearly," she spat, a small frown on her face. "You can't just rush into marriage without thinking it through."This made me quite irritated. I didn't realize that it would be hard. I could already feel my patience wearing thin."I am thinking clearly, Thelma," I stated, trying to be soft with my tone. "And I know exactly what I'm doing. Lorenzo and I, we're in love. And that's all that matters."She threw up
EvaMy eyes darted around the room, frantically searching for answers as I inhaled the unmistakable scent of men's cologne on my shirt.Where did it come from? How did it get there? I couldn't bring myself to face Lorenzo, his furious breath washing over me and sending chills down my spine. My heart pounded wildly, anticipating his next move.Suddenly, it clicked – the familiar scent belonged to Thelma's husband, Mr. Thomas. But how did it end up on my clothes?Then it hit me again – his bed! The scent was all over his bed, and when I slept on it, it must have clung to my clothing. I should have showered or changed before leaving! Damn it!Hesitantly, I lifted my gaze to meet Lorenzo's furious eyes. "I can explain," I whispered."You don't need to explain," he snarled, taking a step back. "You've been seeing other guys. Hence, it's over between us. Everything. We're ending the contract today. You know what that means, you're no longer my nurse nor my… fake fiancée."Tears filled my ey
LorenzoWith her leg around my waist and holding her waist in place, I rammed my cock inside her as if in pure rage. Despite the water from the shower, we still felt hot."Ahh, Lorenzo!" she cried, as if wanting to push me away but she better not. I went faster and deeper, my cock hitting the end of her."Ahh, fuck!" she sobbed, burying her face in my chest, her fingernails almost penetrating my body from behind.My grunts involuntarily and continuously left my lips as I thrust sharply in and out of her pussy. It was so wet that my member was soaked. I could hear the splashing sounds of her wetness as my dick stroked in and out of her fleshy walls."Aghhh," she groaned, pulling away from my chest, her body shivering as if going through convulsions. Her eyes were halfway closed, pupils dilated. Letting out a brief gasp, I pulled out, and she squirted immediately, her legs shaking so much that she fell to her knees.She was panting so much that I almost pitied her. We hadn't even starte
LorenzoI woke up to a harsh silence. Checking the wall, the clock read 1:00 PM. I had fallen asleep around 9:00 AM, and now four hours had passed. I got up from the couch, my movements quiet, and made my way to Eva's bedroom. I knocked on the door, and her soft voice told me to come in.Sighing softly, I entered the room, my eyes adjusting to the dim light. Eva sat on the bed, looking at me with a quiet expression. I approached her, my movements slow and deliberate. I sat down beside her, taking her hand in mine. I rubbed her hand tenderly, my fingers tracing gentle patterns on her skin."Are you alright?" I asked, my voice low and even.I waited for her response, my gaze fixed on hers, my expression neutral. Was I probably getting soft? Well, I had no choice. I just felt sorry for her and for what I did.Eva nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm getting better."I sighed deeply, my eyes locked on hers. "I didn't mean it that way, Eva. I had no choice." I paused, collecting
EvaI quickly snapped my face away from his lips, my hand flying to my mouth as if to trap the apology inside. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!" I exclaimed, my voice trembling.Before Lorenzo could respond, I flung open the door and ran out of the car, my heart racing. I could hear him calling my name, "Eva, wait!" but I didn't dare look back.I sprinted down the street, my legs pumping furiously as I tried to put as much distance between us as possible. I didn't want him to follow me, didn't want to face him after what I'd just done.Finally, I turned a corner, ducking into a narrow alleyway that was dimly lit and eerily quiet. I slowed to a stop, leaning against the wall to catch my breath.As I looked around, I realized that this wasn't a good place to be alone. The alley was deserted, with tall buildings looming on either side, casting long shadows that seemed to writhe on the ground.And then I saw them. Two men, standing at the end of the alley, their eyes fixed on me with an u