All Chapters of Sinful: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

8Kristen I never wondered if Mattia could be this generous to approve my request-that-turned-into-a-threat and send Cindy with me to this luxurious loft. Italy had french-styled lofts too? That’s cool! I already knew this place would be my happiest home ever because it was my first time living in luxury even when I was from a materialised country.We stepped out of the car that was parked in the garage of the loft. Benji and the macho guy were with us to drop us here. As we reached the front door, a few men came before my sight. I thought this place would be all to us but now it seemed like we had a company of tight security to keep us acknowledge of someone’s presence. Besides they seemed highly professionals in their whatever jobs. The macho guy exchanged words with one suited bodyguard while we all waited for them to finish. It was chilling to know I was going to work for a rich or powerful woman who could

10Warning: The Chapter Contains Explicit Content. Please Read It At Your Own Risk.NikolaThis one was more interesting than I expected her to be, far greater than my brother’s strawberry. So gullible that I couldn’t wait for the real play, so attractive that my hands ached for not touching her already. Her innocence and submission were exactly what I was looking for. I thought convincing her would be a little problem but she admitted her defeat so easily. I kept my hands intact around her while she stirred helplessly. She had one hand on her head while the other one was tugging my shirt hard, her complexion was pale which meant the drug had completely dissolved into her system. “My head!” She hissed, shutting her eyes tightly. Deep down, I was smirking but I couldn’t fuck up without passing my heartiest sympathies, so let’s try being a little pussy. “Do y

12KristenWhat have I done? I came here for a simple interview, not to get busted in someone’s bed and declare myself his mistress. Nothing was helping, not even this hot water that had been falling on my naked skin for almost half an hour. My head was resting on my knees while I hugged them and cried my pain out. His bite marks were tattooed everywhere on me because they failed to come off my skin. My heart got heavier with each passing moment as the memories began coming back, my screams got louder in my mind but I couldn’t voice them, because I didn’t want his attention.I emptied a full bottle of body wash on my naked body, still no result. Now I was only resting under water, preparing my heart to accept the incident because I had given up already and it had been done. Suddenly, the water stopped pouring on my skin and I snapped my head and saw Nikola's finger pressing the button. My first gut rushed me to cover my private

14NikolaWe were in the woods. Luciano on the driver’s seat and I occupied the next one. He pulled over on an abandoned road. We had been here for fifteen minutes and he still didn’t make a move to piss me yet. So, after five more minutes, I broke the curse. “It’s a shame to waste our time in such a place, I regret not bringing Kristen with me,” I winked at him, he caught it and rolled his eyes. “What’s your point in all of this… what are you trying to prove?” He grumbled, grunting at the end. His eyes weren’t on me but I wanted them to be. He was like this, always. Every time he fucked my life, he turned his eyes away from me when he better stuck his gazes to my face and know how much I needed him to stay the fuck away from my life. “What am I trying to prove?… nothing… nothing as such,” I pretended innocent like I always did. 

He looked at me and so did I. “It’s time to take the lead, baby,” I sighed and threw my anxiety at the very back of my head. I put on a bold face and cat-walked toward the stage. Just as I walked out from the back door. Everyone cheered up as I sashayed and stopped in the middle, putting a hand on my waist. I stared at the camera opposite to me, aware of people who had their phones up, they couldn’t stop taking my pictures. I continued to walk as the slow music continued to play behind me. I could tell the song, it was one of the tracks in my most played playlist, ‘Think’ by Kaleida. I stopped on the cross mark tattooed on the floor and continued to pose differently when the host announced Mr. Armani Gracie’s to make an appearance, which he did, cat-walking straight toward me. The singer took the high note when he stopped beside me and put a hand on my waist. I felt a current stormin