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Chapter 62;Coat off
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FILTHY SINS Chapter 66;Mia
Morning light filtered weakly through heavy blackout curtains in Damien’s private suite, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. Liora lay tangled in them, body aching in the most exquisite ways. Every bruise, every tender mark from the crop and his hands served as a map of her surrender. She should have felt broken. Instead, she felt strangely alive — raw, exposed, and terrifyingly seen. Damien stood by the window, shirtless, the hard lines of his back and shoulders illuminated as he spoke quietly into his phone. “The girl’s sister is secure. New identity, funds transferred. Ensure no trace leads back.” He ended the call and turned to face her. Liora’s heart clenched. “Mia… she’s really safe?” He crossed the room with that predatory grace and sat on the edge of the bed. One large hand cupped her jaw, thumb brushing her swollen lower lip. “She is. You kept your bargain. Your family debt is paid.” His steel-gray eyes h
FILTHY SINS Chapter 65;You will
Damien didn’t give Liora time to recover from the shattering orgasm he’d forced from her fingers. The moment her trembling eased, he rose with her still in his arms, carrying her through a hidden side door and down a dimly lit corridor reserved for the highest bidders. The distant hum of the ballroom faded, replaced by the heavy thud of his footsteps and her own ragged breathing. The private suite he brought her to was pure Voss opulence laced with menace: black silk sheets on a massive four-poster bed, mirrored walls that would reflect every humiliating angle, and a low table laid out with instruments that made her stomach drop — leather cuffs, a sleek riding crop, silk ropes, and a thick blindfold. He set her down on her feet but kept one hand locked around her wrist. His steel-gray eyes bored into hers, cold and hungry. “You think the stage was intense?” His voice was dangerously soft. “That was foreplay. Here, there are no rules exce
FILTHY SINS Chapter 64;The first command
Damien Voss didn’t lead Liora into the shadows or whisk her away to some private suite like she’d half-hoped. Instead, he guided her with a firm hand at the small of her back toward a raised, velvet-draped booth at the edge of the main floor — elevated enough to be visible to dozens of the elite guests, yet intimate enough that his possession felt unbearably personal. The booth’s heavy curtains were partially drawn, offering the illusion of privacy while ensuring the audience could still catch glimpses. Perfect for a man who liked to display his power. Liora’s legs felt unsteady as he pulled her inside and sat first in the deep armchair, then tugged her down onto his lap. Her back pressed flush against his hard chest. The position forced her thighs apart over his, the sheer lace panties doing nothing to hide how soaked she already was. His scent surrounded her — sandalwood, leather, and raw masculine power. She could feel the thick, heavy r
FILTHY SINS Book 15:Syndicate Auction Night
Liora Kane had spent her entire life trying to stay invisible. In a city ruled by shadows and syndicates, invisibility was the closest thing to safety. She buried herself in dusty library stacks, chasing degrees in literature and quiet dreams of a small apartment filled with books rather than bullets. But the world she tried so desperately to ignore had finally reached out and dragged her into its jaws. The underground ballroom beneath the ruined opera house thrummed with dark elegance. Massive chandeliers dripped crystals like frozen tears over tables draped in black velvet. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey, expensive cigars, and the metallic tang of barely concealed violence. This was the Syndicate Auction — an annual gathering where the criminal elite settled scores, forged alliances, and traded lives as casually as stocks. Politicians, mob bosses, arms dealers, and tech overlords mingled here under a fragile truce. One wrong word co
FILTHY SINS Chapter 62;Coat off
By the fourth visit, resistance had become a distant memory, replaced by a shameful, throbbing anticipation that made my thighs slick before I even reached the courthouse. I arrived in nothing but a long coat and heels, as ordered. The fabric brushed my bare nipples and swollen pussy with every step, keeping me on edge. My clit ached. My mind spun with equal parts dread and dark hunger. Judge Voss was waiting, sleeves rolled up, the green banker’s lamp casting shadows across his powerful frame. On the cleared side of his massive mahogany desk lay his instruments of torment and pleasure: a sleek black anal plug with a jeweled base, a thick vibrating wand, a curved G-spot dildo, nipple clamps with delicate chains, and leather cuffs. His steel-gray eyes darkened with possessive lust as I stepped inside. “Coat off. Let me see what’s mine.” I let the fabric pool at my feet, standing naked and exposed under his gaze. Cool air ki
FILTHY SINS Chapter 61; i need it
The third week, I arrived in a sheer black blouse and a pencil skirt that barely reached mid-thigh — exactly what he’d demanded. No bra. No panties. The cool night air kissed my bare pussy with every step through the courthouse halls, keeping me in a constant state of humiliated awareness. My nipples strained against the thin fabric, visible to anyone who might glance my way. Shame burned in my chest, but so did a slick, traitorous heat between my legs. I knocked. The door opened almost immediately. Judge Voss stood there without his shirt, the hard lines of his chest and abdomen illuminated by the low lamp. Silver threaded his dark hair, and those steel-gray eyes devoured me instantly. “Good girl,” he murmured, pulling me inside by the wrist. The door locked with a heavy click. “You’re learning.” He didn’t bother with pleasantries. His mouth claimed mine in a bruising kiss, tong
FILTHY SINS Book 2:The Virgin’s Wedding Night Debt
"ROXY"My back hit the wall of the honeymoon suite so hard the expensive art rattled. Damian’s mouth was on mine, hungry and desperate, his hands shoving my wedding dress up around my hips before I could even catch my breath. The heavy door had barely clicked shut behind us when he p
FILTHY SINS Chapter 5:MINE
Morning light filtered softly through the curtains of Darius’s bedroom. I lay draped across his broad chest, skin to skin, listening to the steady rise and fall of his breathing. His eyes were closed, lashes casting faint shadows on his sharp cheekbones. One heavy arm rested around my waist even
FILTHY SINS Chapter 4:Ruin me
The thick head of Daddy’s cock pressed against my virgin entrance, pulsing with raw need. The entire family watched in heavy silence as Darius gripped my hips and began to push forward.“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, voice thick with dark lust. “This little niece cunt is strangling the head alre
FILTHY SINS Chapter 3:Daddy's Altar
The heavy weight of Darius’s cock rested against my soaked pussy like a promise and a threat. He dragged the thick, veined length up and down my clit, coating himself in my shame while twenty-five pairs of eyes devoured every twitch of my body.I was naked from the waist up, black mourning dress b
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