"Princess, i-it's going to be okay! Don't worry! Are you okay?" He asked, his voice quivering as a tear fell from his eyes."Please, daddy. I'm scared," her voice cried out. He began to sob uncontrollably before shaking his head. I brought my gun up, aiming in the direction of the door."Sean Ivanov. Please just let us go!" He cried out. I stood up from the floor, knowing exactly who the man he was speaking of was. A Russian. I grabbed my phone from my pocket, showing him as I paused the voice memo. It was a recording of his daughter, but it was false as to her being here in the estate. She was really in the comforts of her home, doing what the kids did best."Y-you fooled me," he quivered out. This time I smirked before grabbing him by his hair and whispering in his ear, "Look who's really the softie."When I let go, I immediately pressed the gun between his eyes. My finger slowly pulled back the trigger, staring him straight in the eye just as the bullet grazed the middle of his br
- I s a b e l l a -I rolled over on the bed feeling that I was absolutely alone. It didn't really surprise me that Alex didn't sleep in here seeing as he has his own room, but I had only assumed since last night went so great. At least, I think it went great.My head wasn't buzzing like I had expected it to. From the countless books and movies I've read and seen, they've always exaggerated the fact that there's normally a pounding headache, but I didn't seem to get one. It caused a frown on my face wanting the full drunk experience.Throwing the blanket off, my eyes cast themselves down to look at the red dress I was still wearing. So, it seems that we didn't do anything last night. The only thing that was different from my attire last night was my heels. I walked into the restroom, taking my time to turn on the water to allow it to heat up. The minute my eyes made contact with my own through the mirror that began to have beads of condensation all over it, I didn't know how to react
"No, he passed away a month ago," I explained to her, sadly. Proudness overtook my emotions and I didn't allow my voice to crack at the thought of how much I missed him. "I'm so sorry, Isabella. The same thing happened to me a couple of months ago after I came here, my sister passed away from cancer. My father was never in my life; he left when I was two, and my mother was a drug addict. She tried her best, though. I could see it in her eyes when she tried to cook or clean or walk us to school, but drug addiction was a disease that she couldn't fight," she explained. My entire heart sank at her story. It made me realize how much everyone is hurting all around everyone has a certain ache. "She reminds me a lot like you, you know? She had gotten the black hair from her father, and I had gotten my blonde hair from both my mother and father. And her smile? It lit up the room just like yours. I can remember," she chuckled at the memory as her eyes brimmed with tears, "she was laying dow
The minute we made it to her room, I noticed how almost everything was blue. It added to her personality of color; kindness. The color just seemed to fit her so easily and delicately that it didn't allow me to second guess the reasonings behind it. I sat down in a fluffy blue chair in her room as she walked over to turn on a radio. It didn't take long for music to softly play before she walked over to her bed."This room is a lot better than what most of the girls get here. You see, I'm the only one of us girls that actually lives here. The others all go home to their families and whatnot. As for the ones who do the other business, they get their own rooms in the underground," she explained to me. My eyes moved away from the interior of the room to look at her."So, Sarah was right. You are the favorite?" I laughed teasingly at her. She rolled her eyes, a smile playing out on her lips before grabbing a pillow and throwing it at me."I'm not the favorite. You're the favorite, I mean,
His jaw was tightly clenched before he walked out of the room leaving me to follow. He looked upset about something.He didn't say anything to me until we made it up the stairs. If I were a dog, my tail would be in between my legs. I was beginning to open up my bedroom door, but he grabbed me and pushed me inside of his.The second we made it inside, he snatched the lingerie from my hands and threw it somewhere in his room. "What? You wanna strip now, is that it, Isabella?" He asked me, his eyes narrowing in anger."No. I-I," I began, but I didn't exactly know how to answer him."Strip, then," he ordered me. "No," I said before I could even stop myself. He scoffed, sitting down on his bed before rubbing his fingertips against the bridge of his nose. "Get out," he said softly. Confusion dawned itself on my features. This was happening all too randomly suddenly. I didn't exactly know what I did wrong to have caused such a reaction out of him."No. Is it because I wasn't there when you
He kissed my belly, and my thighs, and stroked my side until he reached my breasts and pulled on my nipples. Then he ran my tongue along the tight cleft between my legs leaving me to do nothing but shiver.He placed his kisses along the inside of my thigh until he was right at my entrance. The feeling of his tongue pressing into me made my whole body tense up. As he began opening me with his tongue, tasting the nectar released. He stiffened his tongue and thrust it inside, using his thumb against my clitoris while his other hand tugged on my nipples. I twisted my fingers through his hair as he thrust against my core. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they rotated against his tongueThe feeling of his tongue massaging my walls, leaving my toes to curl. It felt all too much to handle. The heat was crawling off of me, and my back seemed to arch with every time he entered me.He replaced his thumb with two fingers on my clit and used the thumb to push in alongside his tongue.
My hands tangled into his chocolate locks of hair as he filled me up with his entire length and pulled out only to completely take himself within me again. I was gasping for air, panting and moaning. He was relentless, he just kept driving it into me. His di*k felt really amazingly huge and he was making sure I felt every bit of it. He kissed me on the neck as he repeatedly buried himself into me. There was nothing romantic about this encounter, but it was absolutely perfect."Oh, Fanculo" He groaned out, grabbing me by the hair and yanking my lips up to meet his. I didn't know he was so aggressive, but I loved it.I had my legs in the air, one held onto by his hand. For the first time, I loved the fact that he fu*ked me. It wasn't rainbows and lollipops, it was everything I wanted. My entire body began to tingle and almost shake as he took me. I didn't know what the sensation was, but I almost screamed out as something washed over me. My breathing was heavier and my body felt exhaus
After he had pulled away from me, I didn't want to move. When I tried, there was a sharp stabbing in my lower region. My whole body just screamed at me to lay there like a dying whale. "Bella, come on," he spoke, grabbing ahold of my hand, ready to pull me up. I quickly snatched my hand from his hold before sitting up on my own.My hands immediately went to cover the sensitive parts of myself, but his hands were quick to pull them off. "Stop with all of this shyness. I've already seen it, and eaten it," he smirked, biting down on his lip."How is it that you have this much energy?" I asked. My eyes felt heavy and my entire being felt wary. The crazy part was that he was the one who did all of the work, yet looked like he did absolutely nothing. And he still wanted more."You feel so amazing around me. The question is," he grabbed ahold of me, bringing me against his chest despite the fact that pain was clearly evident on my face. "How could I not, Tesoro?" [ treasure ]After a second