All Chapters of HER ONLY CRIME: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Emilia~Marcelo had always known my weak spots. He had always known exactly where to touch to make me weak in the knees, and he wasted no time in exercising that superpower of his.His lips came down onto mine in a show of both dominance and raw, untamed hunger. He was devouring me whole, even as I tried to hold onto the little defiance I had left in me.The same hands which I tried to use to push him away, were now clutching his shirt in a desperate manner. I heard him let out a hum of approval at my sudden reciprocation. I was no longer fighting him.He suddenly pulled away from me to probably catch his breath, and that was when I opened my eyes to realize that we had somehow made our way into the privacy of the penthouse. I didn't even realize that we had been moving the whole time.Marcelo suddenly ripped off his shirt in one swift motion, and my breath got caught in my throat. He said no words, but his eyes were enough to know the kind of things he was about to do to me.He came

Emilia~When I asked Marcelo to pleasure me last night, he took it quite personally. I still have the soreness in between my legs as proof, and the memories made my face heat up instantly.I remembered being thrusted so hard and deep that I was literally crying out and bawling my eyes out at some point. Marcelo had stopped what he was doing out of concern for me, but I scolded him, urging him to continue. Despite his hesitation, he did as I asked, till I came over the edge for a second and a third time in just one night. He was truly a beast.The sudden opening of the curtains sent the sun rays filtering right into the room, and directly into my eyes. A hiss left my lips, as I hid myself under the sheets almost immediately.I could hear his deep chuckled from where he was standing beside the window. Damn him for having such a sexy, morning voice. I could definitely see myself pushing him on the bed and letting him have his way with me again."Rise and shine, blue eyes!" He was now whi

Why don't I give y'all a happy chapter, right?] Emilia~ A smile stretched my lips at the sight of the stunning female staring back at me in the mirror. They have been so many moments when I have a hard time believing I was actually staring at my own reflection, and this was one of those moments. Tonight would be my first official date with Marcelo, and he had gone all out on the expenses needed to make me look like the perfect doll. Sitting here, I felt like I was worth billions of dollars. My brown hair had be combed and styled to perfection, my face decorated by skillful hands on a brush. I had lost the previous diamond necklace he got me, but that didn't stop him from getting me even more expensive jeweleries. Have I even talked about my dress? It was unlike any material I had ever worn on my skin. The way it hugged every single curve on my body, while still managing to make me appear very elegant and classy, was something I just couldn't get over. It was a black, ankle

Emilia~"Marry me, Emilia!" Marcelo's words hung in the air, as everything around me seemed to come to a sudden halt. I was totally zoned out for some reason, and my lips couldn't form any word. Marcelo was now on one knee, a diamond ring in his outstretched hands, waiting for me to take. It would be way too easy for me to say yes to him. Hell! It was basically all I wanted to do right this moment, but for some reason, I was hesitating.What if he was only deciding to marry me now, because of the child I'm carrying? His sudden show of affection towards me should be a source of concern, right? What if it was all just a ploy to get me to lower my guard, to let him sneak through my final defenses.My mind went back to Martinez, how genuinely worried he was about tonight. He must have known about this and just decided not to tell me. I couldn't blame him for it though. He probably didn't want it to seem like he was ruining a perfect date night for me.What was Marcelo Del Ponte really u

Emilia~Everything happened so fast. One minute we were enjoying each other's company in the tranquil atmosphere of the night and the next, rapid sounds of gunfire filled the air. It was scary."Keep your head down!" Marcelo instructed me, as we hurriedly made our way towards the exit of the garden. Way to ruin a perfect date night!The gunshots persisted, even as I still couldn't see our assailants. It made me wonder how Marcelo knew the exact direction we should be running to.I could see a few of the waiters from earlier, as they were either running or trying to take cover. Everyone was thrown into a full blown panic mode, but somehow, Marcelo seemed to be calm.A person suddenly fell to the floor beside us, eliciting a terrified scream from me. I recognized the middle aged male to be a member of the band that performed for us this evening. His eyes were still open, but they were now lifeless. He had a gaping bullet wound in his head, and that image wasn't something to be shaken of