All Chapters of Horny Drips Hot Cravings : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I felt hurt in my heart. "So how does he approve?" I asked getting impatient. " A green symbol on his vault for yes and a red symbol for no." I nodded and she walked away.I was getting anxious to know his answer. Everyone waited. I almost bit my lips to bleed from feeling anxious. I was staring at his vault hoping he'd see the dissaproval in my face then my eyes flickered the moment a red symbol appeared on his screen.I sighed out heavily feeling relieved. The lady announced his dissaproval and I was led down the stage while the other ladies were taken to their bidders."Newbie... I would have made a lot of cash if you haden't fucked up with Micheal." Madam said to me the moment I went backstage. "Too bad." I said and turned to my wardrobe to pick my coat. I knew Angel was going to get a cut out of the money that was put in my box for my performance but it didn't matter. He paid a fortune to save me from Micheal. I felt madam behind me as I perceived the smell of her cigratte beh

It was the day of the anniversary. I felt overwhelmed by my emotions. I never thought I'd get to see my mum soon. I missed her so much. I felt bad for what she must have gone through in my absence. I knew my mum all too well. She must have searched for me and tried to reach out to me everyway possible. A text telling her I was out of town wasn't enough for her to let me go. I had Angel to thank for it. Even though he was the person that took me away from her, he was the same person that saved my life. "....And done! You are good to go." Camilo said excitedly pushing my chair closer to the mirror. "Wow!" I muttered at my reflection on the mirror. She was in charge of my make up and she had done perfectly well."It's beautiful. I love it Camilo." I said to her hugging her arm that was placed on my shoulder.Camilo smiled at me and leaned down to my level placing a kiss on my hair. She looked at my reflection in the mirror as well. "I'm glad you do. Can't wait to see you in your dre

"Mum... I didn't leave town. Angel bought me to be his whore."" What?" My mum asked horror filling her eyes as she pulled me behind her. Scott was shocked as well but not in disbelieve. He obviously knew the kind of life his son lived. I saw Carl running down the stairs along with some other bodyguards sorrounding us."Denzell, my suspicions were right. Order your men to secure the mansion and seize Angel's men." Carl said to the head bodyguard through his radio. "Angel...?" Scott called putting a step forward. "How could you?" His voice was gruff as he spoke, peering into Angel's eyes who had nothing but anger towards me."Stay out of this dad. I don't have to explain myself to you." His voice came out hoarsed. He was talking to Scott but his raging eyes were on me. I looked away in fear not wanting to catch his dreadful gaze.I was terribly scared. I just hoped I made the right decision. "She's your stepsister!" Scott yelled but tried not to take any steps further. "I don't c

"Don't make me hurt you Thea...I never want to hurt you again." I had expected to feel the sting of Angel's belt on me but instead I heard his words and it surprised me. Was he letting me off the hook? I was still unsure and anticipated his whip but it never came. Then he came to stand before me and surprised me more when he started removing all the tools on my body that were inflicting pain on me.I fell into his arms unable to keep my balance and he caught me. Despite the soreness I felt on my fingers, nipples and knee I tried to move to get a clearer view of his expression, maybe I could find some answers there. Angel looked down on me and I tried to believe what his eyes were telling me. He had guilt ravaging his eyes but why? I was the one who betrayed him. I let my fingers touch his chest slightly and he stiffened. Was that an effect from my touch? He was confusing me."Why did you stop?" I voiced in a low tone. He sighed and avoided my gaze and it only made me have more quest

Angel'Son of a slut' The word hurt more than when I had been shot. I thought about my mother, the woman who let love destroy her. She was currently in a vegetative state and it was all thanks to my father for messing up our lives the second time. My mother showed me how love could turn one weak and my father taught me that one woman could never be enough. He was a serial cheater while I was growing up.He reduced his yearly body count as the years went by but I knew he never repented. I was going to dead my heart to love and see women as nothing more than sex tools.I didn't want to be weak like my mother and I didn't want to be tied to a commitment and become a serial cheater like my father.Those were my fears but I got to live with them until I took her.My worst fear seemed to be happening to me and I was letting it happen because it felt like I couldn't breath without her. She had succeeded in getting me unexplainably attached to her. No matter how much I tried to deny it, I k