"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

"𝑊𝑒'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑢𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒚, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉." ______________________________________________________ 𝐴𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑎. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑛, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑙.

[MAFIA FICTION] ___________ "Look what we have here.. " He spoke, smirking, in his deep sensual voice that made me skip few heartbeats and my breath. The way his voice teased me, showed he knew how bad I'm craving it. I covered my burning red face, squirming, shyly. "Oh No, No, baby , if you do that, how will I get a view of the moment that I waited for so long, my Blossom" he whispered, pinning my hands over my head firmly, positioning himself between my legs once again to have a view of me under his dominance and control. His intense stares made me go crazy. I could feel my heart pounding on trampoline in my chest. I couldn't believe this breathtaking inked God was so close to me, in such an intimate moment that I only dreamt of.. Thinking of all this made me bit my lip and look away in overwhelming shyness. He grabbed my face with his hand made me face him, "If my baby looks away one more time, I'll have to reconsider the reward. I want you to look at me and only me... Am I clear, Blossom?" he spoke, his voice producing a sense of vibration throughout my body everytime he spoke. ____________

warning - sexual content. Bella looked at Alexander with watery eyes as he threatened her with murderous glare. "Enough is enough" Alexander growled. "You have already fucked up my life bitch... If you tried to do anything again then I'll forget about the deal." He threatened. Bella looked around embarrassed, she doesn't want people to hear anything and make fun of her. She is not fond of rich party animals. Alexander looked at her hatefully and walked out. Bella fixed her dress and makeup and walked out to join the party with her husband like nothing has happened. She tried to force a smile, Alexander was already behaving like a loving husband in front of people. She looked at Alexander with sad eyes, thinking will this man ever realise that Bella is not his real wife. She is just doppelganger of his evil wife. Alexander hates his wife but how will he react when he will realise that the woman beside him is someone else who looks like his wife. (It's a sample)

─── 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. Currently editing! I update whenever I can :)) 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲: -𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞-𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞- 09/15/20

"Two thousand! Going once! Going twice!" "Five thousand!" Another man bid, by this time, only men were bidding, the ladies seem to have given up. "Going once! Going twice!" "Fifty thousand!" Another man said, this time the crowd went silent and chills run through the room. "Oh my. Oh my. Seems like we have a valued customer tonight" "Okay! Going once! Going twice!" He did a little pause, before he put his palm out towards the man that bid. "Sold! To the man for fifty thousand dollars!" The girl was surprised that the man could see the audience and could actually point out to people. Then, there was a spotlight, in the audience, her eyes were round, looking at the person that bought her. All that she could make out was a very strong figure and dark brown hair. Nothing else. WARNING : Mature content, Sexual violence, Harsh words, sensitive subject matter. Please do not read, not appropriate for the faint hearted and underage, if cannot handle. I promise it won't be draggy. 📍#2 in Monsta X fanfiction - 22/4/2022

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 Cover by : Wordsbykay

I'm so sick of myself...

𝐏𝐓𝐒𝐃: 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝗺𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. SEQUEL: PTSD.. HEALED