Yelena Belova X Reader นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Is that your brother? I think he’s your lover. “I see. You’re my husband’s mistress, and you’re using his money to keep a lover, right?” Alarm bells rang in my head. Yelena then said with a cruel smile, “Bring the can of gasoline. I’ve eaten every delicacy, but I’ve never tasted roasted human meat. “Why don’t I let your lover taste your flesh?” Hunter dragged himself along the floor and spoke in a rough voice. “Don’t you dare! If anything happens to Wendy, I’ll make you suffer a fate worse than death! Don’t count on Jacob to save you!”

Lying to her felt like a betrayal, a crack in the carefully constructed facade I presented to the world. “Yelena,” I began, then paused, searching for the right words. “It’s not what you think. This girl, Zoey, she… she’s more than just an associate. She’s a puzzle, a challenge, and I…” I hesitated, the admission sticking in my throat. “I find myself intrigued by her.” Yelena’s gaze softened, a hint of understanding glimmering in her eyes. “Intrigued?” she echoed, a playful lilt in her voice. “That doesn’t sound like the Alexei I know, the one who measures his life in spreadsheets and power plays.”

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

Her voice was low and smooth. I tried to move but Valeria held on tightly. Not painful, but just enough to remind me I was trapped. Then her soft lips brushed my neck. I flinched. The kiss wasn’t rough. It was slow, like testing the waters. “Stop fighting it, Elena,” Valeria whispered against my skin. “You want this.” Her teeth grazed my earlobe. This time, I didn’t hold back the sound that escaped me. A soft broken moan slipped out before I could stop it.