Romans de Lunasi

I’m spread open like a sacrifice on Luciano Rossi’s massive bed.Thick leather cuffs bite into my wrists, stretched tight above my head. A metal bar locks my ankles wide apart, forcing my knees to fall open until the cool air kisses my dripping, swollen pussy. My chest heaves. Every breath makes my tits bounce, nipples tight and aching from the way he pinched them earlier.This is it. This is where he breaks me.The man I humiliated a month ago stands at the foot of the bed, rolling up the sleeves of his black dress shirt with deliberate slowness. His eyes — cold blue fire — drag over every inch of my exposed body like he’s deciding exactly how to destroy it.“You look so fucking perfect tied up for me, Scarlet,” he murmurs, voice low and rough with dark praise. “My million-dollar sex slave. That sharp mouth of yours is quiet now, isn’t it?”I swallow hard. My throat is already dry from panting. “Luciano… please…”He picks up the thick vibrating dildo first. The one that’s bigger than

The penthouse is all black marble and floor-to-ceiling windows. The city sprawls beneath us like it belongs to him. Because it does.I’m completely naked, heels still on, straddling Luciano’s lap on his massive leather couch. The toy is still buzzing against my swollen clit on the lowest setting.“Ride my thigh, little stripper,” he orders, voice calm and commanding. “Show me how you used to earn those tips.”I grind down slowly, my soaked pussy sliding along the expensive fabric of his pants. The friction is maddening. Every roll of my hips drags my clit over the vibrating toy and his hard thigh.Don’t cum. Don’t you fucking cum.He watches my face the entire time, one hand lazily palming my tit, pinching the nipple until I whimper.“You’re already dripping all over me,” he says, almost amused. “That sharp mouth of yours got you in trouble, didn’t it? Now look at you — my personal cock warmer.”I bite my lip hard. The praise in his voice mixed with the degradation makes my insides th

I’m Sold For A Million Dollars To The Man I Left With Blue BallsThe stage lights burn hot on my skin as they parade me out like livestock.My wrists are cuffed behind my back, a thin silk robe the only thing covering my body. The auctioneer’s voice booms through the ruined club’s remains.“Lot twenty-three. Scarlet — sharp tongue, perfect body, former star of this very club. Starting bid at two hundred thousand.”I keep my chin high even though my heart is hammering. I humiliated a man here a month ago. Sucked his cock like a pro in the VIP room, then laughed in his face, called him a pathetic quick-shot loser in front of his friends, and walked off leaving him throbbing and denied.I never saw his face clearly. Just remember the dangerous glint in his eyes as I spat cum on his expensive shoes.Bids climb fast.“Five hundred.” “Seven-fifty.” “Nine hundred thousand.”Then a single, ice-cold voice cuts through the room like a blade.“One million. For her pussy exclusively.”The entire

Chapter 3
The Client Made My Enemy And I Destroy Each Other For His PleasureThe client stands before us like a king, slowly stroking his thick, veined cock as Brittany and I kneel naked on the bed, faces still glistening with each other’s juices.“Turn and face each other,” he commands, voice low and authoritative. “On your knees. Kiss like you actually mean it this time.”Brittany’s eyes meet mine — still filled with that familiar hatred, but now burning with something much darker. Lust. Reluctant, furious lust.We lean in.This kiss is nothing like the first. It’s hungry, sloppy, desperate. Tongues battling, teeth nipping, saliva mixing as we devour each other. My hands grab her big fake tits, squeezing them hard. She moans into my mouth and slides her hand between my thighs, fingers immediately finding my soaked pussy.The client watches, stroking himself slowly.“Finger her,” he orders Brittany. “Make your rival cum on your hand while I watch.”Brittany doesn’t hesitate. Two fing

Chapter 2
The Client Commanded Us To Kiss… And We Couldn’t StopThe private room door closes behind us with a heavy click that sounds like a prison cell locking.The mysterious client sits in a large leather armchair, legs spread, expensive suit perfectly tailored to his powerful frame. A black mask covers the upper half of his face, but his sharp jaw and dark eyes are visible. He radiates money and danger.Brittany and I stand in the center of the room, still in our stage outfits — or what’s left of them. My black veil still covers everything except my eyes. Brittany’s torn red bikini top is clutched desperately against her chest.“Strip,” the client orders, voice low and commanding. “Everything off. Slowly.”We hesitate. Our eyes meet — pure hatred mixed with something hotter, more dangerous.I go first. I untie my veil and let it fall, revealing my face for the first time in this club. Brittany’s eyes widen slightly. Then I peel off my tiny black thong, standing completely naked in

Chapter 1
I Tampered With My Rival’s Costume Because I Wanted To See Her BreakThe bass throbs through the walls of Eclipse like a second heartbeat as I stand backstage, adjusting the black silk veil that covers everything except my eyes and forehead. This veil is my signature. My armor. No one knows what I really look like. They only know “Shadow” — the mysterious dancer who makes men empty their wallets and beg for more.I make more money than almost every girl here.Except for her.Brittany.That blonde bitch with the fake tits and even faker smile has been a thorn in my side since the day I started. She hates that I’m stealing her spotlight. She hates that clients ask for me by name. And she makes it her personal mission to fuck with me every single night.Tonight, I’m done letting her win.I wait until she’s on stage, then slip into the dressing room like a ghost. Her signature red bikini top hangs on the rack. I take out the small pair of scissors I brought and make a tiny, prec

“I don’t know." Rylan shook his head. I could see the honesty in his eyes. “When you passed out, I could barely think.All I wanted was for you not to die so I couldn’t focus on anything else.The medics rushed you here, your maid attended to you and I’ve been here ever since,”So Kael didn’t come to see me? My heart panged a bit. So what if the marriage was fake?If you saved somebody’s life, stranger or not. It’s only courtesy for you to come see if the person survived and how the person is faring.My lips pressed into a thin line. “How long ago was that?”Rylan blinked. “About three hours,”I swallowed as my stomach twisted in pain, “Okay, thank you. I’m going to sleep now so Faith can heal me some more,”Rylan gave me a nod and stood to his feet. “Alright, I’ll call your girl back in to stay with you. Get some rest? I’ll be back tomorrow,”I beamed at him. “Thank you,”I yawned and rolled to my side lazily. Wait! My side?!My eyes flew open and I sat up immediately. How could I si

Kael paused and placed a finger under my chin. He lifted my head up and stared into my eyes.My breath caught.“No,” he whispered. “Thank you. For not dying,”With that, he slowly let go of me. My entire body trembled, already missing his warmth.“Come on, go on,” he encouraged. His black eyes, watching me in concern.I gave a nod and hobbled forward. A few more steps and I busted out of the maze.The Arena exploded in deafening cheers. A few feet ahead of me, Ayesha was huddled over on the floor throwing up in terror. So she had come first.Then where was Lilith?I turned my head to search for her as the crowd continued to cheer me on. I hobbled a few more feet before my legs buckled and Rylan caught me by my waist.If he noticed my obvious outfit change, he didn't say anything. “You came second by a few seconds. Lilith is still in."I made it. I didn't die in the maze and I didn't come last so the king couldn't kill me either.I turned back to say something to Kael. Thank him or—He

It may not understand me, but it definitely understood my anger.It reared its head, turned around, and launched itself at me again.I could see its jaws wide open to clamp around my neck. I swerved as fast as my injured legs would permit and stuck out my hair pin at the same time.An infuriated roar from the creature let me know my hair pin had found its mark. Good.With as much force as I could muster, I pulled back my pin. Breathing heavily, I watched the monster.They had taunted me for my gold and my love for jewelry.A crazed laugh left my lips. Now I would show them all just how powerful jewelry could become in my hands.A low moan from behind me had me turning my head.Lilith! Her wolf must have been working really hard to heal her because she had regained consciousness.“Lilith!”That one second I turned back cost me dearly as the creature slammed against my side.I grunted in pain, my vision swimming and my blood leaking even more.I had bled so much that my blood was almost

I left my dagger in the other one.It roared again and one of its limbs smacked me.A scream tore from my throat as my back hit the wall and I fell to the floor gasping.A quick look down showed me that it had sliced across the stomach of my leather suit, leaving a gaping wound.“You’re losing blood. "Fast!" Faith panicked.“Find some way to staunch it. I can't touch it; my hands are dirty; I might infect it,” I begged her as I pushed to my feet with shaky legs.The creature clicked across the ground, observing me with its red eyes. It didn't move much but I wasn't fooled.A single movement from one of its limbs could end me. Slowly, I raised my hand to my hair and freed it from the golden hairpin.I took a deep breath and waited. Sure enough, the monster leaped for me; I bent low at the exact same time and dug my hairpin into its belly as hard as I could.The force had it crashing behind me, the pin dragging a deep line down its center as its guts spilled out.I stared wide-eyed, una

My heart thundered as I stepped into the maze.The rules were simple, find your way out in the least amount of time possible.Oh and also, there were no rules on how you could get to the end of the maze.Everything was allowed, the only major rule was you had to walk out of the maze on your two feet.Simple enough.Or at least that was how it had seemed to me for the first few minutes as I stepped into the maze. It smelled heavenly.Like spring flowers and fruits, the smell almost reminded me of home.Right. Faith and I made the decision to only turn right.I turned right and hissed loudly as my leg hit a stone.It would be comical if I died in the maze because of a stone, I looked up the maze. The sky was bright and sunny but it was fake.Before I entered the maze, it had still been morning, the sun in the sky but still a far way off burning this brightly.Unless time worked differently in the maze then the dryads had formed a fake sky. The only real display is the clock.I picked up

Chapter 42Selena’s POV “A position of power?” The king asked incredulously.I tore my gaze from Kael back to King Blanchard in time to see him nod.“Fine”I blinked. I could barely believe my ears. Fine? Did he just agree?“But your majesty—“ Queen Vidika spoke up. “A royal wife has never held a position of power in your royal council before,” she frowned.“Even I, the queen do not have such a position,”“As Luna Queen, you are far above that,” The King appeased her and turned back to me. His face twisted into something cruel.“You have made your demands Princess Selena. Now, it's time you listen to mine,”Fear flashed through Rylan’s eyes and not for the first time, my stomach clenched.“Go through the contest. If you or any of the other royal wives win. I won't deny you your place in my council. But—“ he paused for a bit.Playing with my mind as I almost went crazy thinking of what he would say.“But if, you. Selena. Royal wife of Devania and Princess of Calantha. If you lose this