All Chapters of Awakening the Billionaire's Lust: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"You mean, you've seen really weird tattoos on him?"Brent was sitting in the living room with a laptop on his lap just after 8pm: "What kind?""I can't remember the details, I just know it was probably an outline like that."Hermosa closes her eyes and tries to remember for a moment, drawing down several symbols on a piece of paper, circles over circles that Brent hasn't seen either, but which look familiar."Davis was a devout Buddhist, and everything else he would have tattooed on his body had something to do with religion, so the circles of writing, too, would probably have something to do with ancient India or that part of Sri Lanka's culture."Brent mused in analysis. Like all the countries in the world where Buddhism is practised, it has its origins in India and was heavily influenced by Sri Lankan and Burmese Buddhism in the thirteenth century.Those who were deeply Buddhist in East Asia usually had some knowledge of the Sanskrit or Pali languages of ancient India.Sam once me

"You love me, so what gives me cause not to believe you?"His eyes became obscure and compassionate, like a murderer's little moment of pity before he strikes.He looked at Hermosa, imprisoned by her own hands, at her collarbone, red and swollen from engorgement, and the slightly bulging vein in her neck, and a hidden, unutterably wicked thrill spread from his heart.He thought back to the days when he had just lost the ability to walk on his legs and his sexual dysfunction, the days when he was shrouded in dark loneliness and pain.He had always come to the basement alone late at night when he was lonely and sleepless to dissect the innocent rabbits and white rats.It seemed to be the only way his brain and heart could get a little bit of pleasure.He looked obsessively at the seductive face of Hermosa.He wasn't the same now.As long as she stayed under him and belonged to him forever, then he would be free of all that haze and psychological trauma for the rest of his life.But look

Sam at first refused to give in to Hermosa's demands, but Hermosa would not budge either.Hermosa's tone had a determination that could not be denied, and her eyes were always fearless."Brent's leg is not handy and if something goes wrong when Randolph arrives, he'll be caught off guard.And," Hermosa had actually had this premonition for a long time, so she used not a question but an affirmation, "this thing is not at all as safe as you say it is, there are still risks, as you know full well.What is Brent supposed to do in case Randolph is going to open a robbery and kill someone in the middle of it ?Is he supposed to sit in a wheelchair and wait to die?""So what are you going to do?" Sam was silent for a moment, not holding his ground. Because he knew very well that Hermosa was telling the truth.Even if the police deployment had been thorough enough, Randolph was by no means a good man, and those in the centre of a storm were always at great risk.Brent had been a friend of his

It is the location where Hermosa has frequently concealed herself's lust from her child while secretly daydreaming about Brent giving her a loving touch then she had to forcibly controlling her lust.It is also where Brent spies on Hermosa through the camera countless times.In a sense, it was another of their sanctuaries besides the basement."I want that pomegranate oil painting to watch us and record us making love."It was a kind of remembrance, in case she was really no longer with Brent, at least something to remind him of her, but Hermosa didn't say the words out loud, and she couldn't.Because it would be too cruel for Brent.Hermosa forgot how she had helped Brent back into his wheelchair and how she had come into the room with him.She remembered that her already burning lust had intensified to the point of no return in the short half-minute ride upstairs in the lift.Her and Elisa's bedroom had previously been furnished as a children's room, and the clouds, bears and soft c

Hermosa's sexy pajamas were damp from her sudden orgasm.She had to lie on Brent's shoulders, her head panting dizzily.She felt a little ashamed and a sensation bordering on anaemia swept through her whole body.All the cells beneath her epidermis became more sensitive. She felt Brent still thrusting inside her as he slowly fucked her, but her insides leapt even more.Only because of the orgasm she had just had, all she could feel was her belly becoming so swollen that it felt like she would squirt out with the slightest pressure.Intent on her own she just had to lean on Brent's shoulder and keep pleading with him to let her go to the bathroom."Why did you come so quickly today, huh?"Brent hadn't cum yet.He couldn't bear to pull out from Hermosa's body and nibbled soothingly on Hermosa's earlobe, stopping not long before wanting to continue fucking."Wait, wait a minute ......"Brent's punishment time limit was perhaps too long, Hermosa was so tortured by him that she could bare