February 6, 2023. Chapter 2-2. The next chapter is inferno, to be published tomorrow evening, 8pm, Singapore Time.
Wendell's mouth nearly fell off the bed. He lifted his brow, asking, "You mean, no man has ever tasted you down there?" When his eyes traveled to her groin area, Milan understood. She gulped and replied, "At best, a play with a finger, but no - not taste - Wendell?" Wendell got up to turn back the
Milan nodded, saying, "Be gentle." While still on top of her, he slowly pushed his manhood in. As he did, he studied her face. When she would frown, he would pause and evaluate the situation. Wendell would return to kissing her again, sucking her breasts, and touching any part of her body. When he
Wendell threw his head back, enjoying how Milan was eating him. He felt some teeth, but he didn't mind. It further exhilarated him, knowing his girlfriend was such a cute amateur. Still, he gave a gentle reminder, saying, "Milan, don't bite my dick off. We still need it once we want to have our own
As Milan read the text from Rowan, Wendell caught a glimpse of it. Milan remarked, "Jerk." She ignored the text and put it back on the bedside table. Wendell asked, "I have always wondered how you and my brother got together." Milan fell hushed for a second. She replied, "Well, it started when I m
"Lucas is sad," Evan said on the phone. "I think the primary reason was Lily's family is on vacation, and she is out of reach." Wendell called Evan after arriving at his office. It had been almost a week since Lucas was admitted to the hospital again. Shantelle's mother returned a few days ago. Thu
"I want to ask for forgiveness. I won't stop until I get it," Rowan said. "Please give me back my position, and I will work hard to win back Milan's love." "You are not getting back your position, and you won't win Milan's love because she and Wendell are together," Mister Gray said, shocking Rowan
Shantelle cried in the bathroom as she took a shower. After she checked herself in the mirror, her heart felt heavy. Evan walked in and said, "Wifey, we already talked about this." The man wiped the tears on her cheeks and said, "Wash your face, Wifey." Shantelle nodded, and as she cleaned her f
Only two visitations were allowed weekly, which was the reason for Shantelle's tears. She would miss her son, but she knew complete isolation was for the best. A week before, they let Lucas choose who he wanted to be with during the first two months of his treatment, and being the daddy's boy, he