THE MISTRESS’ DAUGHTER : CHAPTER 61 – 70
The moon hung low in the sky, its full, red face casting an eerie glow over the landscape. It was the Lover’s Moon, a night when passion and desire ruled supreme. Everywhere was quiet, as if the world itself was holding its breath in anticipation of the night’s events.
Lovers couldn’t stop getting into each other’s arms, their passion fueled by the moon’s potent energy. It was a night when inhibitions were shed, and desires were indulged.
Belladonna was lost in thought, her mind preoccupied with the events of the day. She was startled by a sudden knock on her door. She got up to answer it, wondering who could be visiting at such a late hour.
She opened the door to find Cassius standing before her, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. Belladonna’s heart skipped a beat as she took in the sight of him.
“Cassius, what are you doing here this late?” she asked, trying to sound calm despite the turmoil brewing inside her.
But before she could react further, a deep, husky voice spoke up, “Mate.”
Belladonna’s eyes widened in shock as she realized that Cassius’s wolf, Cass, had emerged. Cass was a powerful, primal force that took over Cassius’s body during times of intense passion or danger.
“Cass,” Belladonna muttered, her voice barely audible.
Cassius’s eyes seemed to gleam with a feral light as he took a step closer to Belladonna.
“I really want you now,” he growled, his voice low and husky.
Before Belladonna could react, Cassius slammed his lips down on hers, his kiss fierce and demanding. Belladonna tried to push him away, but her body seemed to weaken, as if the Red Moon’s energy was sapping her strength.
She knew she should resist, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own. She felt herself reciprocating the kiss, her passion fueled by the moon’s potent energy.
As they kissed, their clothes seemed to disappear, leaving them naked and vulnerable. Cassius’s hands roamed over Belladonna’s body, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
They stumbled backwards, their lips still locked together, until they fell onto the bed. The room around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a sea of passion and desire.
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THE MISTRESS’ DAUGHTER : CHAPTER 61 – 70
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Lilith and Thane were seated in Mistress Morwen’s office, surrounded by piles of papers and quills. They were tasked with helping the Mistress write some reports, a job that neither of them was particularly enthusiastic about.
Lilith gazed out the window, her eyes scanning the night sky.
“It’s a red moon,” she said, her voice tinged with a hint of wistfulness.
Thane looked up from his writing, his eyes meeting Lilith’s.
“I know. I can’t believe others are having fun, but we’re stuck here writing this boring report.” He said.
Lilith sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. “I think we’ll forever remain single. Who wants to be stuck with someone as boring as us?” She said,
“Speak for yourself.” Thanos, Thane wolf suddenly said.
Thane chuckled, a low, rumbling sound.
“What is funny?” Lilith asked with a frown.
“Nothing, just continue with what you’re doing.” Thane said.
“Jerk” she scoffed.
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THE MISTRESS’ DAUGHTER : CHAPTER 61 – 70
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