The water trickled down my hair to my shoulders and back in the same manner. I washed the vanilla-scented soap off my hair as it stuck to my body. Turning the water off, I stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my body.I stand in front of the mirror, wiping off the fog from it, to get a better look at my reflection. I looked at the tiny, barely visible scar on my forehead and let out a sigh. You could hardly see it except if you were very close to me, and my hair plays a major part in covering it up.I walked out of the bathroom and into the closet, looking for a comfortable shirt to put on. It was in the afternoon, and I had already had my lunch. After dressing up, I walked out of the closet to the bed to lie on it. I took out my phone, went through my message box, and replied to the messages sent by my aunt and Stephanie. I chatted with Stephanie for some time before she went offline since she had a lecture. I got tired of lying on the bed and thought of what to do.

"Amore," I felt someone shaking me awake, and I pulled away. I moan, dipping my head more into the pillow. "Come on, baby, you need to get up." It was Sin; his fingers traced my face."No," I whined. "I want to sleep some more." I heard his husky laugh."I know, baby, but it's already 12 p.m. and you haven't had anything," he whispered, and my eyes shut."Food!" I exclaimed. I jumped out of bed, sprinting to the bathroom.I quickly lean down on the toilet seat, letting out all the contents of last night's dinner. I groaned. I felt a presence behind me, clipping my hair with one hand while the other rubbed my back."Are you feeling okay?" he asked and i shook my head. Nauseousness built up inside me again, and I spilled my guts out, my throat hurting.When I felt it was safe for me to stand, I flushed the toilet. I brushed my teeth, trying to get rid of the taste of vomit on my tongue. After I was done, I splashed my face with water. I walk back to the room with Sin trailing behind me.

The ride back to the mansion was filled with tension—the sexual kind. I couldn't wait for us to get home; I wanted him so badly. I had to do everything to keep myself from jumping on him at the restaurant.As soon as we got home and into our room, my body was slammed against the wall with my lips on his. His lips let mine, moving down to my neck and shoulder blade as he sucked, making my breath heretical.His lips pressed on mine again, devouring them in soft kisses. My hands wrapped around his neck while he bit softly on my lips. I pulled away, trailing kisses on his clothed chest, my hands on his neck, moved to rest on his hips.I knelt down in front of him and hurriedly unbuckled his belt, dipping his pants down. He groaned when I grabbed hold of his cock. I gave it a hard squeeze, using a bit more strength, causing him to wince in pain as he stared down at me, stunned.“ cheat on me again, and I would make sure i have your dick cut off as a trophy decoration. Am i understood.” My

Samantha and I made our way inside the club. I had already informed Sin about my plans to go out with Samantha in the morning. He wasn't kin to the idea at first, but after a little bit of convincing, he finally let me go, but only if I agreed to go to one of his clubs.I was putting on a black gown that stopped at my mid-thigh with a low shoe, while Samantha had on a short, tight red gown and really high black heels. When we got inside the club, the sound of music filled the room, with red strobe lights dancing everywhere. I made my way upstairs to the VIP section while Samantha went down to get us a drink.I stared down at the people on the dance floor; some were making out while others grinded their bodies together. At the centre of the club were half-naked girls dancing on poles and i stood watching them in awe.How they were able move like that and do those marvellous splits still left me stunned.Samantha walked in with two red cups in her hands; she handed me one and I smelt it

SIN POVThe door of the basement opened, and I walked in with disgust and anger on my face. "Shall we begin?" I say, taking a seat as I watch Zoey squirm in the rope tied around her wrist, which was raised above her head and hanging above the cell."How does it feel to get the taste of your own medicine?. Do you feel guilty now for what you have done, or do you have that sick delusion in your head that you are better than Mani?""ye...yes Sin. I accept the fact that I was wrong; I shouldn't have done that to Mani. Now please end this torture; I can't feel my arms anymore; please, Sin." She cries out desperately."Oh, really?" I slowly stood up from my seat, walking towards her. "And did you have mercy on Mani and my unborn child when you tried to kill them?" I put on my armor's leather glove, grabbing the bloody knife from the table.I placed the tip on the wound on her forehead, exactly the same spot Mani had been injured. I dragged the tip of the knife down the open scar, just to ma