Tainted Innocence

Chapter:21

The gym reverberated with the thud of the punching bag hitting the floor, unable to withstand the beastly force of Nirco's blows. His knuckles were raw, sweat dripping down his face. Fifteen minutes of relentless exertion had left him drained, but it was a welcome distraction from the turmoil within.

Today, Nirco had confronted his father,pleading for Lisa's life. But the man remained unyielding, adamant that she should die. The very thought sent a surge of anger coursing through Nirco's veins.

his father's words lingered like a bitter aftertaste. "Lusting after a child," he sneered. 

His father's taunts echoed relentlessly—the cruel accusation that Nirco was merely lusting after a child. 

He even said that Nirco was just a fleeting teenage infatuation to Lisa. Once Lisa will grow she will leave him eventually. It gnawed at him, fueled his anger.

He longed to convince his father that Their connection ran deeper than mere infatuation Yet, when he glimpsed Lisa in her innocent dress, reminiscent of a five-year-old, his father's words resurfaced like a venomous serpent. 

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The bathroom is adorned with elegant marble countertops and gleaming fixtures. robes are neatly folded nearby, and the room is filled with the soothing scent of scented candles. Lisa's eyes move to the large bathtub. It's a spacious, deep, and indulgent tub that can comfortably accommodate two people. The sides are adorned with elegant clawfoot or sleek modern design, and the interior is lined with smooth, inviting porcelain or luxurious marble.There is a small flight of stairs leading up to a raised bathtub area. The stairs are adorned with elegant handrails and soft, plush carpeting. Nirco indeed is a man of taste. 

"Why didn't you take off your clothes"Nirco's deep voice reverberated through the silent room, causing Lisa to flinch. She turned, her gaze dropping in shame. Nirco was, standing stark naked Shyness enveloped her, making it impossible to meet his eyes.

"I answer a question," he said, his proximity unsettling.

"I-I...actually, the zipper is stuck," Lisa stammered, her mind grasping for any excuse. Moments stretched, and then she sensed him moving closer. He halted right in front of her, and Lisa dared to look up at his face—a mosaic of desire, and unspoken words. 

Nirco's hand reached for her zipper, deftly pulling it down. 

Lisa gulped hard as she felt the tight dress clinging to her body. She hadn't even worn a bra that day, as the dress had built-in pads for support. As she fidgeted nervously, trying to adjust the fabric, she felt the dress slipping down her shoulders.

In a matter of seconds, the dress fell to the ground, leaving Lisa standing in nothing but her panties. She blushed furiously. Before she could even comprehend what was happening, she felt a sudden tug at her waist, and her panties were ripped off her body. Lisa gasped in shock, now completely naked before Nirco hungry gaze.

Nirco reached out a hand, his fingers trailing lightly over her skin. Lisa shivered at the touch, feeling a jolt of electricity run through her body. She had never been touched like this before, with such possessiveness and intensity. It made her heart race and her breath quicken, as she anticipated what was to come next.

His hand cupped her breast, feeling the weight and softness of it in his palm. Lisa gasped at the feeling, her body responding to his touch in ways she had never experienced before. 

As he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin, Lisa felt a rush of desire and longing flood her senses. 

Nirco's gaze met hers, dark and intense. Lisa felt herself getting lost in those eyes, drowning in the depths of his desire and passion.