Revenge Of A Mistress

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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his face is fierce and handsome. Her hair, which is as long as her nape, is what makes someone like her even more handsome. He was sitting on a chair made of soft and stable wood that looked like a king's chair.

her top is bare, showing her white skin but muscular body. His stomach is stony and his shoulders are broad, showing his stony arms.

He is 6 feet and 27 years old. I don't know why I liked someone nine years older than me.

I approached him so he looked at me. He immediately stood up and walked towards me.

I smiled and grabbed his neck so he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer to him.

"I miss you." he said and smiled while staring at my face.

I bit my lip and stared at his very handsome face which made me fall in love with him even more.

I never thought that when I landed in the place where I used to live, I would find someone like him.

Our lips met each other's eagerness. no matter how many times he's kissed me, it's like my body softens every time he covers my lips.

He pulled down the zipper of my dress so I let go of his hug and I bit my lip when I finally took my dress down. therefore, his eyes are also free to observe my naked top while only panties cover my bottom.

We came closer again and his lips touched mine again. his hand crawled to my seat so that my legs rose spontaneously to wrap around his waist. His kiss crawled on the side of my lips towards the back of my ear until it went to my jaw.

I swallowed and looked up as his lips crawled on my neck as he laid me down on his very soft bed.

"Ahhhh.." I moaned as he rolled his tongue on my chest. I bit my lip and held his head to bring him closer to my chest.

"This is mine." he said as he let go of my chest and licked the line between my chest towards my neck until he covered my lips again.

I smiled as our lips parted. I really love him. even though he is too mysterious to me, I want to be with this man for life.

My body arched and I was very close to his shoulder as his hand crawled down to my belly and he put his hand inside my panties to play with my womanhood.

"It's hot inside." he said as his finger felt my mood.

I held her face and kissed her making her smile before responding to my kiss. He removed his finger and grabbed my waist before changing our positions.

I let go of the kiss and pulled down my panties. I went down between his thighs and pulled down his boxers. I looked at him when I saw how excited his length was now furious. I held his length that gaped at his mouth.

"You like it?" I will ask.

His face turned red as he looked at what I was doing along his length. I grinned and took a bite of his in my mouth, which made his body tense and tense even more.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

I smiled and sucked the end of his length which made him lose even more. He pulled my head so I stopped sucking on his length and sat on his stomach.

He lifted me so I was holding his chest while he centered his length.

We both moaned as he thrust into me. He gripped my seat while I was starting to ride him.

"Ahh! You're still tight, baby."

"You like it?" I asked him flirtatiously. I don't know why I'm so excited for him. I'm not like this. but since he got my innocence, it was like something suddenly flowed in my blood that I wanted this man to be mine.

"Yes, let's say I fucking love it." he said making me smile.

We stayed in that position for a while and I shivered again for the second time. he changed our position so he was on top again. He put his hand on my side and moved freely on top of me.

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