All Chapters of Sinner: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

1 Jennifer *Bell Rang* "Alright, students, the class is over. I hope you have understood today's topic. If any of you have questions, feel free to ask till I'm here. Once I'm out, you will not be able to reach me easily," Professor Richard stated, pausing for a while to detect any raised hand but finding none, as if no one had attended the lecture. I doubted if anyone was interested in today's topic of common drawbacks of criminals' mentality. Although it was an interesting topic for me and I could discuss it for hours, I didn't feel like having any questions for him, nor any energy to speak. "Okay, then, looks like there's no question. Then see you all in the next class, folks. You can all leave," The professor announced and I heaved out a sigh, stuffing books in my backpack. I was internally pleased for my day to finally be over and now, I could go home and get enough sleep because I couldn't get a chance to close my eyes even once last night. These assi

3JenniferCalm down, calm down, Jenny. He won’t hurt you, he is someone powerful, but he also seems a nice man. Why would he hurt a stranger in a lift? You didn’t do anything, right?The lift chimed a ticking sound and slid the doors open, I internally thanked the Lord and let my adrenaline hormones dash me inside the lift. I made sure to stand at the corner and act composed from outside. As I forwarded my index finger to hit the ‘3’ button, our fingers collided. I immediately backed off as the spark circulated by the touch froze the blood in my veins. Relax, Jennifer.My breath got shorter. I tried hard to distract myself from the intensity this man had brought in the lift. I kept circling my thumbs and entangled myself thinking about the night I had with my old friends, the last dinner in England before coming to Italy. That thought surely always brought a distraction to my anxiety. I was so lost in

5JenniferYesterday was strange. So many things happened and I couldn’t forget any of them, instead, they rewinded in my mind like a movie. from The moment when I entered the restaurant till the moment Andrea enlightened me he was a mafia leader—a dangerous, pathetic man who loved to kill people for fun—I quote such words for men who’re involved in the mafia. I hated controlling men. They never respected women and always treated them like an object. I still couldn't get over my grandmother’s story, her tale of assault. How can humans hurt other humans just to gain pleasure—what was pleasurable in inflicting yourself on a person or torturing them by any means? Grandma was brutally gang-raped and abused by a few drunkards in her youth. She explained how they captured her in a tunnel and fucked the life out of her and left her to bleed and die. I never had the courage to imagine her pain, it’s someth

7Luciano“Non avresti dovuto ucciderlo, stava per sputare fuori dove si trovasse Jose, (You shouldn’t have killed him, he was about to spit out Jose’s whereabouts),” Nikola lashed out at me while rolling in circles, my eyes were stoned at him with fury.I tried my best not to punch him in the face, he never spared a chance to test my patience, his presence always disturbed me, although he came second after me in the sibling race, I never thought of allocating him my position once I died. I planned to pass down my legacy to our third heir; Massimo. I rolled my eyes over him and concentrated on the document displayed on my laptop. I had other important things to attend to than bearing the tantrums of a well-grown 31-year-old man.If I had followed his thinking pattern, I would have lost half of my control over the business that I had that day and also, in future, I’d make sure to keep ignorin

9LucianoI reached the room and opened the door. Walking in, I heard a few feminine voices. I passed the corridor and walked to the bedside that was on my right, before stepping in there, I cleared my throat and enlightened them with my presence. Some hitched but all of them jogged out of the room in the next blink. The room was empty now and I walked in to see my lady laying on my bed, her limbs tied with ropes so hard that I could see slight marks around the clutched skin. Her legs spread for me and her creamy, flawlessly gorgeous skin in front of my gaze as she was naked before my eyes. Her pussy called out to me and I gulped, looking at the tightness it held as if nobody ever touched that stretch of forbidden land—not even herself. Instantly, I was convinced she was a virgin and I can’t describe the peace it brought within me. I walked near the footboard of the bed and took enough time to memorise each part of her body. My hands died for touching her and I cou