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Hazel Singhania
"On all fours, whore." I hate it how I got wet at the word whore. My self-respect seems to be in coma since It's not coming up. Where the hell is my inner feminist now?
Well, I am shameless for him so I obliged getting into the position. My breathing was harsh and I know I was dripping down there.
He rubbed my clit. faster and faster. Then, he pulled my head, tugging onto my hair. I moaned at the pain and pleasure.
Just when I was about to come. He pulled away. "I-I fucking hate you!" It was a whisper. I wasn't able to form words loudly.
He chuckled.
I felt him hover over my ear as he whispered "feeling's mutual, darling." I shivered as he licked my shoulder.
I gripped the bed sheets when I felt his dick at my entrance.
"Aren't you such a whore for me, hm?" He said and before I could snap at him. He pounded into me. Without any warning and not even giving me time to adjust.
He started pounding into me hardly.
"You *thrust* are *thrust* my *thrust* whore. *thrust*"
"Only mine." He breathed out.
I was trying to form words to say 'no, bastard. I am not.' But I wasn't able to form words. And one part of me wanted him to devour me. To claim me.
This time his thrust was so savage that it made me see stars. I was over the moon right now. I moaned his name.
"Fucking mine." He said and continued fucking me. He hit my g-spot twice and I came. After sometime he came too.
He turned me around. So now I was laying on my back. I looked at him. He is still looking hot. Hot bastard.
He again wrapped his finger around my necklace and pulled me up on my elbows. He kissed me as I tugged onto his dark brown locks.
"Beautiful whore." He muttered.
I shook my head Vigorously.
"I. Am. Not. A. Whore." I emphasised on each word.
"For me, you are." I gulped. I don't know why he was acting this way. Weird.
I think I need therapy for feeling butterflies at the word whore.
God, it's so bad.
"I-
I was cut off when he smacked on my pussy as my legs were wide open giving him a perfect view of my pussy.
"Can't believe, you were my wife once." I swallowed as I felt a knot in my throat.
I stared into spaces. Why did I even agreed to this mission. I know Ace wouldn't have let me go if we told him all this.
That is the reason dad didn't told him. But now, I am scared. For ayu and kia. I don't care what happens to me but I know am ruining my kid's childhood.
I need to solve this all as soon as possible.
He fucked me. Until I blacked out. The last thing I remember was a kiss on my forehead.
Ace Singhania
I cleaned her and tugged her into the bed. After so many years i had sex with her. Not just sex. Hardcore sex.
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