Marc pushed her hands out of the way and forced her to press herself closer against the mirror. He pinned her wrists against her back himself without stopping the breakneck pace.Punished. I was grounded.“You like it like that? he gasped, eating her red ear. Like?"Yes, yes, yes... Treat me badly.""Do you want me to fuck you dirty?""Yes," she sobbed. He had a hard time vocalizing with his jaw crushed. A tear fell from the eye he couldn't see. I want... I want it all. Use me as if I were your slave.She was not aware of Marc's closing eyes, but she was aware of the nature of a new, deep penetration.“Everything and more. I will not stop until I erase the limit between you and me. scream for meIt was not difficult for her to please him. She cried out as he grabbed her hips and pulled her away from the mirror. Yuri's fingers drew three perfect lines as she tried not to lose the axis. She didn't lose it: he supporte

“Ah, that... I didn't drink because of you, I was partly curious. In the end it catches your attention when you see that everyone is doing it, and just to try... Although I would have preferred to smoke a joint. They say it's relaxing and that's what I needed. He raised his eyebrows. “Really? "It wouldn't be that bad, would it?" “I ask. She smoothed the wrinkles out of the sheet, so comfortable with her nakedness that Marc thought of mermaids. For smoking a joint once in my life I'm not going to die. If doctors even recommend it when you're sick. He pictured her raising a cigarette to her lips and taking a drag. He also imagined her dressed and coiffed like the women of Charleston in the twenties, but that was just decoration and whim: what hardened him was envisioning her as the bad girl at the door of a joint waiting for someone to brighten his day. . hmm ... “I don't want to be the one to encourage you to try it, but if curiosity k

As soon as he heard his name, Marc looked at Nick, who was pale. She tensed and faced Jesse with a bellicose attitude, forgetting that she had company. "Why would that bastard call me?" Jesse didn't reply right away. He walked in and made a gesture to Nick that meant come in if you want. She agreed, not quite sure. With a couple of sentences, his brother dispatched Hugo, the last one Marc cared about when he saw Jesse run a nervous hand through his hair as he addressed him. "Clearly you don't know." I can't believe he didn't even bother to call you. I doubt he has my number. And it's smart of you not to try, it means you know it would be a waste of time. “Marc, let him talk,” Nick interrupted. He crossed his arms. “What happens? Jesse licked his lips and walked over to his younger brother, arms outstretched. The hug caught him so off guard that he couldn't pull away in time. "It's been half an hour since Marlon

Although she was afraid of that blinding hatred that veiled her face at that moment. “...remind him that I exist, that I am the living memory of what he did. In case there was some humanity in him and there was a chance that he felt a trace of regret. It wouldn't occur to me to smack him in the face, even if I wanted so badly. I would break it to Marlon. But him? And give him the pleasure of knowing that we are the same? Not. “The same? Why would you be the same? You don't look alike at all. “I've used my connections to break the law several times. “Yes? Have you used them to cover your flaws or your sordid stories? "No, not for that... “You've used them to investigate, Marc. And you haven't even done anything wrong with that information. Not good not bad. How can you say that you look alike? A pout escaped him. She managed to hold back her tears in time, but a tear escaped her and ran swiftly down her cheek. "Baby...do

for the good and the infernal circles. If up there, or down there, justice was also a toy... or on the contrary, they were not bribeable.While the gravediggers did the same, some of the guests came closer to throw flowers that were later covered by the shovels. Marc was not even tempted to make his contribution. Neither was Jesse: instead of paying his respects with a downcast air, he was conversing quietly with Victoria, probably about things that didn't have much to do with her father. The one who did take a step forward was Marlon, capturing the boy's gaze as he tossed a red rose onto the fresh ground. The eldest did not change his face. He just raised his eyebrows, in greeting, surprise, or... who knew what. Then he shifted his gaze to Yuri.Involuntarily, Marc stepped forward and covered part of the female body. It was not a way to delimit their territory; it was a shield, an expression of protection from danger. That interested Marlon enough to smile subtly. His