Chapter 96
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\[Stonia's Mansion, 7pm\]
Ixora left the house earlier than usual tonight, so it's only Serena in the house.
She's ready to leave the house though, and Kelsey is already waiting below the stairs for her when she came down.
"When are you planning to bed uncle Rafael? I'm getting impatient" Serena said as they walked towards the door.
"I have a plan with the bartender at U-turn bar, soon" Kelsey replied.
They left the house same time Stonia is just coming back from work.
Stepping out of her car, Serena's fatally scarred face was what she noticed first, and her eyes widened.
"What happened to your face! Serena!" She gasped.
Serena scoffed, stopping her walk to face Stonia.
"I've been wounded with a barbed wire for more than a month, and you're just noticing? I'm not surprised, you only see Ixora" she said and left with Kelsey.
Stonia walked inside wordlessly like she just heard a goat bleat.
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\[Satan's Heirs Hideaway\]
"How do I look!" Anfisa turned around on the staircase, flaunting her gelled hair.
She's wearing off-white Nike sportswear, the skirt flayed and the shirt long sleeved.
No one commented on her looks, so she was about to go downstairs when Capri walked past her.
"Pretty legs you've got" he commented without looking at her, and she smiled, following him downstairs where Ashton and Konstantin are.
Konstantin still looks mad, it's like the anger won't leave his face till Warren comes back to his senses.
He tucked a condom pack into his pocket.
"You're fuckin at the hockey meet? Don't tell me it's Nadine" Anfisa said.
"Who'd fûck that boring thing?" Konstantin replied harshly, leaving the house.
Anfisa followed him with a snicker, and Ashton exchanged glances with Capri, then their eyes went upstairs.
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\[Scan Room\]
Warren sat in front of the numerous cameras, blank in the face with Falsus sitting on his shoulder.
He was told the bird belongs to him, and he installed cameras in Ixora's life?
Even better.
He had watched Ixora dress up in her room through the screen, and he saw her wear g-strings despite him telling her to come naked underneath.
That only upped his plans for her, and as it is now... he's dying to get to the stadium.
His mind went to Konstantin's rant in the off-limits nest earlier...
"GET YOUR MEMORIES BACK FROM WHEREVER YOU THREW IT, GET IT BACK!!!"
As the words replayed in his head, an evil smile drew his lips apart, and that was followed by his signature smirk.
"War! I swear no one is waiting for you if you spend one more minute in that room" Capri's voice broke in front the door.
Warren stood, zeroing his face before leaving the room.
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\[ILC, Stadium\]
The crowd is even madder than last month's, and Ixora had to struggle to push through the seats till she got to the back of the stadium where she exhaled.
The game is yet to start, and the stadium is already like this?
Goodness gracious.
From the back of the stadium, she opened a brown door that led to the locker room of the players.
The first room belongs to Romeo's team, and she saw Romeo arguing with the coach about how his team won't be playing.
Carefully, she scaled through that room and stepped into the next, then she sidestepped to the left where Satan's Heirs room is.
She had barely taken two steps into the room when she was pulled into a smaller room.
She was ready to stab the person with the pen she's holding, but when she saw the face, she calmed down.
Warren's eyes weighed down on her, and she lowered the pen, realizing they're in a bathroom.
"You could have stabbed me" he said in a low voice, his voice ravaging like his eyes.
"You would have dodged, you're not slow" she replied, and she felt his eyes weigh more, causing her knees to weaken.
She's wearing his team jersey this time—armless lavender shirt on a black flayed skirt, and she's on her favorite hairdo—two buns.
Warren brought his face closer to her neck, and she gulped when he darted out his tongue to lick her mark, twice.
The shift in the air afterwards was heavy, and the air turned colder inside that bathroom.
"Told you not to wear an underwear" he said, lifting his head a bit.
"I'm not wearing a bra" she replied, and he immediately brought an hand to her right breàst, squeezing it together with her shirt.
She rested her palms on the wall, her heart racing.
"And the under?" He whispered.
"Just g-strings" she whispered back, her heartbeats doing ridiculous slams under her sternum.
It's like it's gonna burst and spill out.
"What part of NOTHING do you not understand, moth?" He said, his hand going down her skirt.
She stood still, her rapid breaths nearly rendering her breathless as oxygen suddenly became scarce.
She didn't stop him, and their eyes are on each other as he lifted her skirt, riding it up her thighs before inserting his hand underneath.
The feel of his warm fingertips on that skin made her body take in much more heat, and it vibrated, reaching the deepest middle.
He's barely doing anything, but she's getting...
Her thoughts were disrupted when he curved two fingers on her g-strings rope material, pulling it hard before roughly letting go of it.
The elastic slammed against her puxxy, and her lips opened with a soundless—slightly raspy gasp.
Warren lifted the strings again and pulled it, letting it go with the same hard speed
The elastic slammed against her puxxy once again, and her head emptied as her body vibrated to his wicked music.
He pulled harder, letting go for the third time, and the sting made her moan this time.
"Fûck..."
"You like the pain, makes you drip like a whore... isn't it?" He smirked, doing it again.
"Ah! Warren..." She winced, holding his trousers.
"Answer me" he commanded, doing it again, so hard that her ears felt the sting, and her brain stopped functioning.
"Yes....I...do" she replied, and the smirk deepened as he darted out his tongue again, licking her lips.
"You do what?" He pulled again, the fabric dry humping her puxxy, and she held her shaky breaths.
"I love...your pain" she moaned.
She was withering, her knees wobbling and her hands trembling under his torture.