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Our deadly little secret

Our deadly little secret

Author: Blaq barby
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Chapter 1 Guilia's new fate

Word Count: 1251    |    Released on: 18/04/2025

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till could not stop myself from thinking about him, the

s with my family gave me the most happiness. I fell in love with the place and chose to enroll there

university of fine arts, and I was undergoing a par

ath and came back home leaving everything behind, only to

r and sister, but it came with a lot of restrictions and pain, and

e to let me go Back for a week, to fully accept the change myself and move

d and made it less difficult for me, but I sure had

keep our movements a secret. At first I was bothered about being caught by the few men Salvatore sent to watch me, but I figured that he was m

ost amazing sex all through and around, and eating the most amazing dishes. And I had

ow he made me feel, I thought about the conversat

uld never get to see again, I told him stories about

u speak of him. Or are you scared that I'll come one night and kidnap you, or better still kill him?

hat. It's not just as easy as it seems, and I have much more to protect." I rep

husband, besides the story I tell you. What we share may be the single most beautiful thing in the world, but it

ings, and how we kept each other silent afterwards, even though

g my eyes at the mirror and letting out the heaviest sigh, b

I bled. The thought of having him inside me felt like I had become dirt and so it created

me in specific places for minutes, even hours, before putting his d

e animal he wanted me to be, before even steppin

, showing the kinds of things he liked, and the things that I needed to

ly a lot, and resulted in him taking his own life, and anytime I think abo

pletely and continue studying arts even after university, as it was my passion, and I w

that would look like both parents, and I was

as to what he did and why he killed himself, I hate

while still shamelessly saying that you loved me, in the letter you wrote?" I asked, looking up at the ceiling,

he died, saying that he had entrusted him with it, and despit

ike a bitch. I had gotten used to the pain by now, unlike when I just came, a

that whining and crying every time solved nothing, especially when you are married to the king of

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