Seven Deadly Sinners Read Online Dark Angel

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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
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I’m shaking I’m so mad now. I was a good girl, I honored and obeyed my parents until my dad served me up as collateral for his secret debts. Why am I on the one on the chopping block?

“No one wants to hurt you, Caroline,” he finally says, his words slow as if it’s costing him a lot to say even that.

He looks into my eyes for the first time since I came down into the club, his soft lip caught in his teeth and his brow creased. He reaches out for me again, opening his arms, inviting me to step forward and accept his embrace.

I can’t go to him right now, he still won’t tell me if he could actually kill me.

Apollo interrupts his friend’s attempt at comfort. “We won’t let anything happen to you, Caroline. You’re safe in this building, safe with us. My brothers and I take your safety very seriously.”

He’s trying to be kind and strong but there’s something hollow in his words—like he wants me to believe them but may not believe them himself. I realize, they’re scared too. They don’t have an easy answer either. We’re all in a dangerous place and we won’t make it out unchanged.

I have a bit of hope that maybe last night meant as much to them as it did to me. That it wasn’t just a random fuck. An opportunity for them to get off. I think they want to protect me but they haven’t figured out how to deal with the complicated situation just yet.

“Your dad owes money to some important people,” Apollo reminds me. “If he doesn’t get his books in the black—”

I stop him with a kiss. I don’t want to hear again how my life will end at the hands that brought me so much pleasure last night.

I can’t reconcile the idea that Archibald wants them to use their cocks to hurt me rather than to make me feel pleasure.

Apollo’s eyes flash, I don’t think he likes that I interrupted him. He grabs me, hard, and pulls me into him, claiming my mouth with his. I immediately forgive him for making the agreement with Archibald earlier.

I forgive Ares for shooting Mary in front of me.

I forgive them all for teasing me.

We’re all trapped here together under the clutches of Sin, Inc.

I want to reach out to them, these beautiful men, and take what pleasure I can, while I still can.

Apollo ends the kiss, pulling at my bottom lip with his teeth. I meet his deep blue eyes, then look over his shoulder to Samuel. His worried look has been replaced by the lust I first saw in the dining room.

“Champagne Room,” I whisper. I’ve done my research and checked out as much of this place as possible in the short time that I’ve been here. I know this is a perfect place to show them how I feel.

Samuel looks a little surprised but excited. I get that, I did just yell at him in the middle of the slowly filling bar.

Apollo’s hollow reassurance is replaced by the look of a cat about to pounce. I may only have a month to live, but these men are here now, and they’re brave. I believe they’ll take care of all my needs.

I grab each of their hands and pull them along in my wake. As we walk, Samuel gestures to the waitress, calling for a bottle to meet us in the Champagne Room.

I open the heavy wooden door marked with a silhouette of a girl in a coupe glass. A bottle of prosecco with three glasses arrives through a dumbwaiter opposite the door.

Apollo closes the door, and all sounds from the outside are shut out and the sound proof room envelopes us.

Samuel crosses the room pours himself a glass and sits down on the plush couch lining the wall. The seat is deep as a bed, encouraging lounging and much more.

Apollo pulls my sweater over my head, trapping my arms in the sleeves. He pulls the fabric tight and picks me up easily, sliding his thigh between mine to lift me without freeing my arms. I feel the smooth fabric of his suit pants on my bare pussy. I didn’t bother with panties—again.

I’m wet and ready, aching for a cock sliding into the depths of my cunt, needing to fuck to clear my head.

Apollo carries me to the couch about a foot away from Samuel, propped up on a satin pillow, legs splayed, pushing my pink skirt to the very tops of my thighs. I hear Samuel sigh, as if he was hoping I would be placed closer to him so he wouldn’t have to move to touch me. It makes me smile.

My wine colored bra matches the velvet caressing my skin.

“Don’t move,” Apollo commands as he releases his grip on my sweater, loosening the trap of angora on my arms. His hands move to the flared skirt no longer covering anything, and it tears slightly as he pulls it off my hips, leaving me bare but for the lace across my tits.


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