HER HEARTLESS MONSTER : CHAPTER 91 – 100
By Naomi Cindy B
Ow… fûck.
All the illegal-looking packs on Slade’s chest and the stretching muscles on his back contracted sexily.
Twilight couldn’t look away even if she wanted to. She just can’t.
The erotic view suddenly turned to the most interesting thing she has ever witnessed.
The rate at which her breàsts are standing on her chest right now could hurt, and her nîpples are like stones. The sweat on her face kept streaming too.
The wetness between her legs only got worse, so she began rubbing her thighs together, her stomach doing the flips, and her head empty.
There’s nothing in that skull right now except the image of him. Everything about the man she encountered in the garden evaporated, and she became weak in every sense.
Slade’s veins popped out, and the bigger his dîck grew, the harder he pumped, deep grunts escaping his lips.
It’s like Twilight’s eyes is everything he needed to bring himself to the edge cos it didn’t take long till he climaxed, cûmming hotly on ground.
As Twilight watched the liquid wet the marbled ground, her mouth watered, and she gulped, her nerves setting themselves on fire.
She rubbed her thighs harder, and that was when she felt the wetness on her thighs too.
It’s already streaming down.
That brought her back to her senses, and she left the room with a gasp.
Slade cleaned up, flushing the mess on the floor away before dressing back up,.
He was feeling much better when he left the room, and surprisingly, he met Twilight still waiting there, standing in front of Onyx.
The cat was looking at her, eyeball-to-eyeball, so she carried it in her arms, stroking it’s fur as it faced him.
Surprisingly, Onyx relaxed in her arms, and Slade scoffed.
Normally, the cat hates seeing other people, and that’s why he never takes it out of the attic.
Even when he was at the orphanage, it hides whenever people came around him, but now it’s suddenly feeling comfortable around Twilight?
He squeezed his brows, still watching it, but then he shifted his eyes to Twilight whose cheeks are cutely red.
“Your…cat is well-mannered, good thing he didn’t take after the owner” she finally spoke, unable to hide the awkwardness in her voice.
She had decided to act like she didn’t see anything and just ask the questions she came to ask then leave.
“Why did you come here?” He asked, moving closer to her.
She didn’t step away, just looking up at him with slamming chest.
“Why didn’t you tell everyone you’re not the midnight killer? Why are you enjoying their hate?” She asked, and she saw his eyes snap.
“How did you know?” He asked.
“I met a man in suit not long ago at the garden, and he…
“A man in suit?” He cut her off sharply.
“Yeah. He’s wearing the ring too, and he called me a moonslave and…
Before she could land, he already got to her, grabbing her by the arms and checking her out…
“Killa what the…
“He didn’t try a thing, did he?” He asked glaringly.
“Why are you suddenly…
“I just asked a question! Did he fuçking touch you?” He glared again, holding eyes with her.
She shook her head.
“No. He only said we’ll meet again, then he left with the wind” she replied, and he immediately released her, but she dropped the cat and held his shirt.
“Who’s he? Why is he using your face to kill people and why are you not denying it?” She asked.
“You already know I love hate. It’s entertaining” he replied.
“Why are you like this Killa? Will you continue letting him? Huh?” She left his shirt to hold his arms.
“All these while, I hated you for killing Tanya, Tamlin hates you for killing Isobel, and the board of sponsors hates you for the death of several other students, but it wasn’t you?” She said.
“Are you done? Let go of my arms cos if I take them myself you’ll get hurt” he said, and she shook her head.
“No, Killa, no. Tell me who the man I saw is. I’m sure you know him, and that’s why you’re so calm. He even mentioned your name and…
“Stop it” he cut her off.
“And stop cutting me off! Fine, I’m your slave, but I’m built like a human, and I have emotions unlike you! Stop doing that and just tell me who…
“Elijah” he said, and she blinked.
“Elijah?”
“Elijah Luther, he’s the third sibling after Aimee and I. We’re the cursed triplets” he said, and her eyes widened.
HER HEARTLESS MONSTER : CHAPTER 91 – 100
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