In her previous life, Song Yimo had been sorely burned by money. Determined to never be shackled by finances again in this lifetime, she set out to repay the countless debts of gratitude she had incurred in her past existence.
She diligently saved every penny.
Yet, whenever her savings reached a comfortable sum...
Song Yimo would secretly rejoice, envisioning herself as a landlady, her dream of owning property finally within reach. But then, someone she cared deeply about would find themselves in dire financial straits, and she would feel compelled to help.
She would start saving again, her hopes of becoming a property owner renewed, only to have someone else come to her in need. Life or death situations would arise, and she could not turn a blind eye.
She would save again. And again. And again.
In the end, her savings only allowed her to live a comfortable life, her long-held dream of being a landlady forever out of reach.
However!
She had become a remarkably wealthy woman nonetheless, achieving success in her career, personal life, and family.
In a word, she was a winner in life.
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Author's Quote:
Time is ruthless. It turns beauty to dust, heroes into memories, and love into faded sentiments. Even lovers eventually part ways.
But time is also kind. It can deepen bonds over years, making love richer, friendship stronger, and family ties firmer.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....