Pictured above is Agatha as I imagine her. Feel free to imagine her how you see fit! As always I hope your enjoying the story and thanks for taking the time to read!
Read on Readers!!Just who the fuck is this bitch and where did she come from? I mean really, all I know is she needs to go and go now. I had everything planned and all was going well then she trotted her ass up in here like she owns the damn place. Oh, don't even get me started on how Seven fawns after her like she's some sort of prize. He treats her as if she was a delicate flower and it's sickening to hear him call her princess in that oh so ever gentle tone he only uses for her.
Yes indeed, his princess is going down and going down fast. I am tottaly, head over heels in love with Seven but I have other needs from him. His money, his power, I deserve him. I'm sick of living like a pauper. I mean yea, okay, he pays me well and I have a nice, free room here in the staff quarters, but I don't want the staff quarters. I should be the one warming his bed at night. It should be me that moans his name out, who walks around with that incredible fuck glow.
So what that I have stood outside his bedroom door listening to him screw her and occasionally got brazen enough to crack the door open to peek in at their love making. I watched as he sat her on top of his face and gripped her hips with his hands grinding her ass into his mouth. After she had a monster of a orgasm she took to her knees lavishing her lips around his cock, all the while he stroked her hair telling her how beautiful she was and how he loved the way she sucked him off. The bastard never touched or talked to me that way.
As I watched them I would get worked up myself and slide my hand into my pants to pleasure myself as I pictured Seven doing all those wicked things to me. Then he told her he loved her and my heart caught in my throat. Feeling a hatred so deep i muffled my scream as I tore off down the hall letting my nails scrape the wall. Once in the privacy of my room I started banging my head on the wall until the pain numbed my anger. Seven Lambardi was mine and it's time I made that clear.
The next morning after they left for work I went into Lotus's room to clean but mainly to snoop. Seeing her lotion I sniffed in the scent Seven loved so much then smeared a good portion on my body before tucking the bottle into my apron pocket. Next I rifled through her lingerie drawer and selected a few pieces I was sure Seven bought for her. Stuffing those into my cleaning cart I examined her closet. So much stuff she'd never miss anything, selecting a few nice pieces I added them to the cart as well. Finally I snagged a few of her hair ribbons that Seven claimed made her look adorable.
Making my way to Seven' s room I started picking up his dirty clothes. As I held his shirt I brought it to my nose inhaling his manly scent. Moaning as the material grazed my cheek I started rubbing the shirt over my body. I climbed into his bed and pulled my skirt up and slid my panties aside. Taking his shirt I started sliding it between my legs. Soon I was withering around on his bed moaning as I climaxed. After I maintained my breath I stripped the bedding off and placed fresh linens on his bed. As I was headed out something caught my eye laying on the dresser. Taking a closer inspection it was a folder on Lotus. Quickly I took a snap shot of each individual paper to review later.
Sneaky me had already discovered that Lotus had something going on with Lucas. I was able to search her phone one evening when she left it in the kitchen. Yes, Lucas and I go way back. We dated off and on through the years and still occasionally met up for a booty call. Once I spoke to him and let the cat out of the bag I'm sure he'd help me with my plan. Even if I had to lie he would help me get rid of this bitch. Once she was gone I would console Seven and he would realize he never loved her but me, he loved me all along. I would wear her ribbons, perfumes, and clothes. I would be his princess, just me.
After I finished all my chores I retired to my room to look over the papers I found. The more I read the more excited I became. Seems that her parent's lost everything due to a laundering scandal, sold her to a Asher Evan's for five mil, but records show that Asher is now deceased. Hmmm....if they sold her once they very well may sale her again once they find out Asher is dead and no longer owns her. I've got my work cut out for me. Picking up the phone I called Lucas.
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Seven Deadly Sins
عاطفيةOnce upon a time I was seven years old, also seven was my lucky number. I gradpuated seventh in my class fell off my bike when I was seventeen and had to get seven stitches in my head. I also fell in love with Seven during the summer of '07. Seven...