Audacious people
Author: Liam Michael
last update2025-02-09 16:40:57

“She was attacked by a man who wanted to take advantage of her. By the time Martha and the girls rejoined her, he had heaped crimes on her, creating a scene and making a mob attack her. Right now, they're beating her for attempting to steal a cell phone. And Amanda can't reach you because there's no way to contact you.”

Alvin immediately jerked off the bed.

“Excuse me? Who dares to lay a hand on her? Damn it! The wound on her legs has not fully healed yet.” He shouted, tightening the sa
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  • don't leave me, please.

    Alvin leaned down, placing little kisses along his spine. “Murong Wuque, I love you so much. I can't live without you.” He whispered against his skin, breathless. Murong Wuque almost laughed from the irony. He was tearing him apart with the worst kind of pain. Yet, he loves him? Alvin pulled out and flipped him on his back. With a few pushes, he adjusted his position and completely sheathed himself in the still wet and warm tight hole. Murong Wuque was panting, face red, sweat covering every inch of his body. Sunlight was already streaming into the room, falling against Murong Wuque’s face through the tiny slit in the improperly closed blinds. The light and the flush of his face made him look even more like the tragic beauty. Above him, he felt Alvin's mouth kissing all over his chest and shoulder. Suddenly, Alvin’s teeth sank into his neck. This time, he didn't scream from the pain. He only inhaled sharply, feeling the sharp teeth draw blood. Like a vampire, Alvin be

  • raped by a mortal

    DUBCON. Reader discretion advised. Alvin didn't wait anymore, couldn't wait. He moved between Murong Wuque's thighs and took a long sniff of his dragon rod. A huge smile crossed Alvin's face and he placed little kisses down the monstrous length. He shut his eyes with ecstasy, tongue licking all over the engorged balls. “Mine. All mine.” He muttered. Murong Wuque felt his tongue trail up his length from the root, till he came to the tip. His breath caught and Alvin took the tip into mouth, his tongue running over the slit. “Alvin stop now.” Murong Wuque’s pitch was husky, and he tried to nudge him away using his knees. Alvin pretended not to hear, forcing Murong Wuque's knees down. His head continued to bob up and down, engaging every trick in his encyclopedia of pleasuring his Iceman. He moaned against Wuque, and his palm roved against Wuque's abs, teasing him. Alvin leaned up. Even after thirty minutes, Murong Wuque wasn't climaxing. Alvin pulled away and lo

  • you're mine.

    WARNING: DUBCON. Kindly skip this chapter if you can't stomach forced sex. Alvin was like a man possessed. His hand left Murong Wuque’s pants to hold his head in place, ravaging him with all the hunger and anger he had kept repressed for weeks. Murong Wuque’s eyes reddened, tears gathering in them. He never thought in his wildest dream that he would one day be a victim. Sure, he can use magic to fling Alvin off. But Alvin was visibly sick. Using extreme force against him will leave him mortally wounded, or worse, dead. Despite everything, he couldn't bring himself to truly harm Alvin. He could only try to beg and persuade him to stop. He tightened his grip on his neck and tried to push him again. Murong Wuque's fingers brushed against Alvin's pulse. His heart stuttered and nearly went still. Something resembling panic flashed in his eyes. Alvin was poisoned. And the herbs he used to neutralize it was affecting his brain, leaving him unable to restrain his true thoughts and desir

  • submit to me

    His first instinct was to wrap his arms around the suffocating weight. No it wasn't suffocating.It was cold, and achingly familiar fitting perfectly into his arms like he had always belonged there. The tightness in Murong Wuque’s chest worsened exponentially. His mind raced. ‘Did he lose consciousness? Did the blood loss and soaking too long in water make him derilious?’“An ka…” The words froze in his throat. Alvin was no longer that person to him. But old habits died hard. “Alvin, what's wrong with you?”There was no answer. The only indicator the person was alive was the steady rise and fall of his breath against Murong Wuque’s chest. Murong Wuque instinctively breathed in the familiar scent. His body trembled with the effort of holding back. All he wanted was to bury his head in the nook of Alvin's neck and inhale. Then spank him for saying such hurtful words to him. Alvin wasn't moving. Nor did he answer. Murong Wuque clenched the bedsheets tightly, his teeth grounding aga

  • no option

    It's been one hour since the scream that made Murong Wuque nearly jump out of his skin. In the past hour, he'd wiped the blood numerous times till it was sparkling clean, arranged the room. Peeked twice at Alvin as stealthily as he could to make sure he was still alive, and reinforced the barriers around baby Aurelio. Due to the pants and groans coming from the bathroom’s open door, he added a second layer of sound exclusion barrier around baby Aurelio’s cot. One might ask why he didn't simply close the connecting door to activate the room's sound proofing. But the answer was one even Murong Wuque himself refused to acknowledge. He had also tried to go through the stacks of email waiting for him. He couldn't concentrate. In the end, he returned to his makeshift bed. He had swapped the initial inflatable bed to a more comfortable mattress. Nothing big enough to make the room stuffy, but comfortable enough to accommodate his long legs. A customized foam. He sat cross legged on the

  • unwilling to give in.

    Alvin's breath was coming in short scattered pants. Sharp and desperate. He climbed into the tub again, water sloshing over the sides, then he opened his palm. Surgical instruments appeared in them alongside a miniature table. Sterile steel gleaming in the steam. He lowered them beside the tub with a soft clink. Then he picked up the tweezers and scalpel. His fingers were already spasming uncontrollably. With shaky hands, he dug into the deep wound on his thigh. The blade sank past skin and muscle. Each movement sent bone-crushing agony through his body. It was like carving into himself with a hot knife. He bit down on his lips till blood began to drip steadily down from it. Copper on his tongue. Pain grounding him. After three minutes of effort, an eternity measured in heartbeats, he finally dug out a weird-shaped bullet. It was twisted and blackened. Blood splattered all over, dyeing the purple-greenish water a dark shade of red. Cloudy water bloomed and spread. Alvin notic

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ohhh i really like this book its amazing,like the other book quadrillionair thanks author

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