Their Tale

Their Tale

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Looking down he hides from the truth but he needs to hear what he demanded and expected from us "Look up Angel." A visible shake comes from him as he raises his head, eyes glimmering in a flood of shame "You held our fears, joys, nightmares and dreams in your hands, but most of all you held our life's. Literally held our lives in your hands with our honesty as more of a bond than the bindings. Yet we were not even given your honest last name. That's not being a dominant or our Master. You are a lying sadist." Walking past him I give him no other look before I speak "Goodbye Mr. Nader." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Evita washed of the blood, Celete faced the fear of death and Angel found strength when it was faint but can they survive the true test of loving each other? Can they survive betrayal, the truth and more especially the blood that runs through their vains. This is Their Tale.
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The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me. "Right here," she said, her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine as her depraved hand reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ──────────────────── No one ever says it out loud. What she really is. Dangerous. Heartless. Merciless. A murderer. Everyone knows it. And now, she's in control. There are only so many people who kill their way to the top and get away with it. But there are things far more dangerous than power. Things not only worth killing for, but dying for. Seduction. Obsession. Love? Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one reckless enough to question her. To stand too close. To look too long. Unfortunately for Angeline, sin itself was designed to allure. Some urges were never meant to be denied, and resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. But resisting falling in love may be even harder, especially with someone she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ. ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025)

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