감금 소설 & 이야기

I pleaded, pretty sure my ear was red, his sharp nails which had always been admired for how neat they were not letting go, the pain increasing. "Sire" a guard greets as he bows his head awaiting a response. I didn't even hear him coming then again that's how they are trained,always light on your feet,we don't have a lot of guards here their red and pale yellow outfit the only way I could tell them apart from students, truthfully we didn't need guards but grandpa still had a handful just as a precaution. "Yes?" Grandpa asks. "Alpha Zenon is in the premises he request your attention" the guard states without raising his bowed head.

He's the lifesaver of the night, constantly. "Yes, you've got my allowance." Osman finally says. After staring seriously for minutes at me. I feel such a relief I leave a breathe out even though I didn't know I was holding it. After the whole family hugged each other for the congratulations they put on our rings we chose one day at a jewellery shop. But the weird thing is, a ribbon is tied on the rings so they're connected. This must be a Turkish tradition again.

He was met by his kind smile as Kaylus watched him attentively. "I was watching you." Kaylus looked at him, his eyebrows scrunched on his forehead. "But how? There's no one here though?," he murmured, his eyebrows furrowing further. "Oh! But I did felt some strange tingle on my nape, sire. Like—, like someone was watching me..." His Master chuckled as he clapped his hand once. An object materialized on his right palm. He held it close enough for Kaylus to see. It was a handheld mirror, with gold coating on it's handle and rim.

Please come back home, imissyou so much. Your loving husband, Andrei

“What are you talking about?” “What I’m talking about is…” he started saying “That just found out thanks to a group of teenagers that my building is going to held a series of castings to promote a brand of condoms, that let me remind you, miss Martin, I am financing!” Shit. “I thought you heard me talking to Andrew that Saturday.” “Well, no, apparently I was late to be informed of your plans.” he commented sarcastically “I want to know where the hell is the memo that would give me this information.”