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Reward And Punishments
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The shift in his behaviour confused her. And then he caught her completely off guard by pressing his lips against the base of her neck, sending her heart into overdrive. She was slipping away. "Wha..what are you doing?" she forced the words out. In response he started peppering kisses up her neck, unleashing thousands butterflies in her stomach. " Rewarding you. Just what you wanted," he breathed hoarsely between the kisses. She gulped and shook her head. He didn't stop but continued to assault her delicate slope with his mouth. His hand holding her in place. "No," she crowed out and clenched her fists. His lips were inciting sparks everywhere they touched. They stimulated her insides and left her wanting more. Just like she had imagined, his lips felt heavenly good against her skin. "You lie," he held her nape in a tight grip and bit her hard right below her jaw. It was her punishment for lying. "Aahh," she struggled and moaned as his canine dug mercilessly into her d
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She assessed his teeth marks with her fingers. One on her neck and other on her collarbone. They had turned a hedious shade of purple, tainting her milky white skin. Heat crept up her cheeks as the images flashed through her eyes. She could still feel his teeth sinking into her flesh, sending a sharp pain ripping through her. But the thrill it brought was equally exhilirating. For the first time, she had felt him under her skin. Is that what he wanted her to feel? That he has absolute control over her mind and body. With the way he was devouring her, she feared he was going to swallow her whole. His eagerness was both frightning and exciting. It was freezing cold outside but all she felt was hot. Scorching hot. She pushed her hair to the front, covering those bites. Once she was satisfied with her appearance she wheeled out of her room only to see Christoph and Alicia sitting at the table. They looked dejected. Angela felt a pang gripping her heart. They were helpless in front of th
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Angela's eyes snap in the direction of the door when it shot open. Nikaulas barged in and dashed straight towards the severely injured driver. His men stepped away. "Who were they?" he demanded from the driver who was sprawled on the sofa with his eyes half closed. The driver had a hazy consciousness due to the pain and couldn't answer his question. In a fit of frustration, Nikaulas bent and jerked the man up by his bony arm, not caring about his poor state. "Who the fuck was it?" he snarled in the face of driver. The driver stared dazedly into his steely eyes. His eyes begin to roll. "Don't you fucking faint on me," Nikaulas threatened. The driver blinked once before his head lolled back and he lost his consciousness. Nikaulas let out a cuss before letting go of the man. The driver fell back on the sofa. Angela watched him losing his calm from afar. He was troubled and so anxious. She wanted to comfort him but right now she herself was too panicked to be of help. Nikaulas swiped
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"Look what the cat dragged in," Karl smirked maliciously as Nikaulas appeared from behind the door. Like he had demanded, he was all alone as his men escorted him in. Even while having several guns pointed at him, his gait exhibited nothing but confidence as he advanced towards Karl, staring dead in his eyes. The room was full of enemies but he wsasn't faze even a bit. If anything, his stance was commanding and his face stoic, betraying nothing. He didn't have a single weapon on him and yet it looked as if he was in the control. His cool and calm demenor was annoying but what unsettled Karl the most was his silver pools that were blazing with icy ire. Karl felt his nerves shrinking under his daunting gaze that promised hell. Karl put on a brave facade. He had to do it to prove himself to his brother. "You gotta drop that act of yours, King. Acting high and mighty will only get you killed," Karl warned the gangster and trained his gun on him. Nikaulas smirked. "Don't worry ab
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A moment passed by when Nikaulas appeared in his line of sight with his hands in the air. Karl stalked towards him. His eyes sporting an evil glint. The whole world will cower in front of him if he killed The Nikaulas King. He stood in front of Nikaulas. "You know, I've always admired you. I wish to be like you, ruthless and invincible. You have no soft bone and that's what makes you the best in the game. You never hesitate from starting a bloodbath for the things you set your heart on. You are unyielding, resilient, atrocious. The fucking devil. But your journey ends here. I feel lucky to be the one who will put an end to this legendary life," Karl's eyes lit with an enthusiasm of a child. Nikaulas kept his face expressionless as he lowered his hands. "Any last word, King before you die?" Karl stepped closer and pressed the barrel against his forehead. " Everything you said is true. I am the devil and devil don't die," he slit Karl's throat in one swift sweep. Before Karl could
His Broken Angel Sleeping Together
He opened the door and was instantly flooded by her signature scent. Not realising, he closed his eyes and inhaled the air deeply, letting every cell of his being soak into her dewy scent. There was something very addictive about her scent. Something enslaving. After several drags, he willed his eyes to open and made his way towards the bathroom.He stripped his clothes and stood under the shower. He turned on the shower and started washing himself. Once done, he wrapped the towel around his waist. His gaze caught the first-aid kept on the bottom shelf. Even though he had cleaned the wounds, they were still bleeding and needed to be covered. He walked over and grabbed the first-aid. He stared at it for a long moment before putting it back in its place. He turned and came out. Angela was outside waiting for him with his clothes. Her eyes shot to him when he came out. Their eyes met. "Your clothes," she did her best to keep her eyes focused on his face. Nikaulas came closer. The inten
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Nikaulas squeezed the pillow closer and breathed in its sweet scent. It was so soft and warm. Top of the line. He was going to buy more of these and take back home. But then his nose scrunched when he felt something fluffy tickling it. He ignored it initially but then the tickling grew unbearable. He opened his eyes only to find his vision veiled by a thread of blond hair. The man lifted his free hand and move it out of his eyes. The first thing henoticed was a pink fancy lamp that was set on the nightstand across from him. His groggy senses slowly woke to soft blows of hot air hitting the side of his neck. His gaze lowered to the woman who was in his arms, sound asleep. Her face was buried into the crook of his neck and her small fist tucked between their chests. Her waist-length locks were all over them. More on him then her. Her face was hidden under her locks. He was ought to shove her away but instead he, very cautiously, curled his fingers around one of her strands and one b
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The wind howled viciously and soon fat drops of rain begin to splash against the windowpane. The thunder clapped. It was late at night. Nikaulas went to Nichelle's room to check on her. She was asleep. He sat there in the darkness with her for some time before returning to his room. He glanced at his watch. It was already 11 and she was still out with him. He walked to the window overlooking the entrance and stood there. His eyes measuring the path as far as they could. Theo had taken her out on the pretext of work and they still had not returned. Barely two minutes had passed when Nikaulas glanced at his watch again.His anger was building with every passing second. Where the fuck are they? A message popped on his screen. He read it. Theo's car broke down. Me and Theo have found an abandoned building. We will be staying there for the night.A wave of fury crashed through him. He dialed her number and pressed the phone against his ear. His nostrils flaring. She picked up at the fir
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