The bare toes touched the cold wooden floor, creating a gentle sound. The footsteps continued past avant-garde vases and shattered sketches, approaching from behind the man. But he was too engrossed in his artwork, unaware of the intruder entering the room. Not until the naked body of a young woman pressed against his back. Her smooth, white breasts, like inviting peaches, deliberately rubbed against his back, causing discomfort, intending to disrupt his painting. The man transformed into a wild, uncontrollable beast, disregarding the pain inflicted upon the person he knocked over. He lunged forward, ripping off the girl's dress and even tearing her panties. The girl's eyes sparkled, the brutal cruelty of the man driving her to a frenzy. "Ha... ha... ha!!! Sir... you're truly pitiful... Only I pity you..." The melodic voice of anguish echoed like a trap, enveloping the man and preventing him from escaping no matter how hard he tried. His inherent brutality and wickedness continued to grow and attack. He forcefully thrust his erect penis deep into the wet vagina of the girl. Each powerful thrust and push, like waves generating fullness from excitement.
Lam Hai, a small coastal town.
Here, there is a long beach with clear blue water, rows of coconut trees swaying in the wind on the golden sand. It was supposed to be an ideal place for tourists to come and relax.
However, due to the city's policies that have not yet prioritized domestic tourism and the lack of budget for extensive advertising like other coastal cities, the number of visitors to the beach during the summer is still very sparse.
As a result, the streets are not bustling, especially now that the school summer break has started and most families have gone to larger cities for vacation.
In the midst of the sun-drenched street, at half past three in the afternoon, the sun was still scorching.
Hana wore a cap, a black t-shirt, and long jeans that wrapped around her tall and slender figure. Perhaps because of her shoulder-length hair and big round eyes, she didn't look cool at all, but rather cute.
Hana wore sandals and pedaled her old and worn-out bicycle along the roadside. She sighed and paid no attention to the beautiful beach on the other side of the road.
Currently, she had a more important issue at hand than admiring the picturesque beach as advertised on the banners. Hana felt like she was about to fall into a trap.
Looking around, she didn't see any bike repair shops on both sides of the road, so she had to park her bike on the sidewalk.
Hana propped up her bike, sat down and leaned over, grabbing the pedal and trying to tighten it into the joint. Unfortunately, her strength was not enough, so she could only temporarily fix it, hoping to find a bike repair shop up ahead.
After finishing, she brushed her hands off and stood up, pushing the kickstand back and climbing onto the bike. She adjusted the paper tube hanging behind her. Today was the first day of Hana's drawing exam preparation class.
Hana had liked drawing since she was little, but it was just a casual hobby. She would often draw her favorite characters based on the comic book templates she read.
She had never thought seriously about pursuing a career in drawing. In fact, she was currently focused on preparing for the university entrance exam in the A group.
But for some reason, when she saw those paintings, the paintings by that man, she was captivated. An intense emotion arose from the depths of her heart, as if a small plant that seemed fragile only needed a drop of rain to make it grow and thrive.
The forgotten paintings lay silently covered in dust under the bed, and she never thought that he could create such beautiful images, only to deliberately let them be forgotten in darkness.
The beautiful but faded paintings were quietly rolled up and sold as scrap by someone.
Hana didn't stop or ask the man not to sell those priceless paintings for a cheap price. She just stood there silently, like someone being acupunctured, but her loyal eyes couldn't leave the man's figure.
She wanted to keep all those images in her limited memory. Her gaze couldn't express the man's emotions when he saw her discovering those paintings.
His eyes at that moment seemed to open up a distant and painful memory, filled with regret and temporary emotional excitement, but quickly dismissed by the man, like dust on the sidelines, leaving only the calm and indifferent gaze of everyday life.
But those images were so new and vivid that they deeply moved Hana. She wanted to paint, to capture the fleeting expressions of that man that she had quickly grasped. It was different from all the calm emotions she had seen before in him.
Clang. Hana clicked her tongue, looking at the broken pedal that couldn't resist the aging of time any longer. Despite her efforts to.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Gabriella Adams is a normal teenager living her life, but obviously there has to be someone who is always in her way, irritating the hell out of her. Hayden King Her mortal enemy But all that is about to change in ways she didn’t expect. ****** "I hate you". He said. "Definitely not as much as I hate you," I countered back with a scoff, pissed. Who the hell does he think he is? "good ". He responded, causing my head to snap back towards him, and before I could put him in his place, I felt the softness of his lips against mine, knocking my breath away.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
I pressed my lips against his and stole his sweet, savory taste, not ready to end the sweet moment. I licked my lips seductively and whispered. "Despite your age, I love you." Sarah was obsessed with the man of her dreams, despite knowing that their love was forbidden and would be disapproved by her father and others. She held onto the many beautiful dreams she had of being with him, wishing for them to come true. She found herself in love with her father's best friend, a very handsome man who had been rejected by his wife. Her desire was to show him what true love really meant. When her father received a job transfer,Sarah saw it as a perfect opportunity to be with him. The situation improved even more when she realized they would be living under the same roof.
"It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!" Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive? However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her. A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life. "You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!"