Warning viewers discretion is advised. This chapter contains sexual contents that is not suitable for children under the age of 16yrs. If your uncomfortable please do not read. You have been warned.

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I heard a noise in the corner of the room and I shrieked out in surprise. Fear gripped me as I quickly scurried to the bed, seeking safety. Peeking up from my hiding spot, I looked around carefully, only to discover that the source of the noise was just a stupid rat.

Frustration and annoyance flooded over me as I tried unsuccessfully to shoo the persistent rodent away. "Shoo, shoo," I pleaded, my voice filled with exasperation. What had I gotten myself into? I groaned, feeling overwhelmed.

Aware of the urgency to escape before Kristen arrived, I scanned the room, desperately searching for something I could use to get rid of the pesky rat.

Thankfully, I spotted a notebook on the bed and hurled it toward the rat. To my surprise, instead of hitting the wall, it opened up another passage. Curiosity consumed me, and despite the dangers, I decided to venture into the unknown.

My mind raced with questions as I wondered why my Dad had so many secret passages. With each step forward, the path illuminated before me, guiding my way. After walking for what seemed like an eternity, I reached a door at the end.

Gathering my courage, I pulled the handle and pushed with all my might, revealing a breathtaking sight—a lush expanse of trees. The realization struck me that I had emerged into the backyard.

The warm sunlight cascaded upon my face, forcing me to squint as I reconnected with the outside world. Joy surged within me, and I couldn't help but jump up and down, relishing the freedom I had sorely missed. In that moment, I felt a sense of relief and liberation, knowing there were no guards in sight.

The cool breeze brushed against my skin, offering a refreshing respite. However, amidst the exhilaration, the weight of my choices pressed upon me. If I continued my quest to find Antonio, I would risk Kristen's wrath upon my return. I pondered my options, feeling torn between my desires and the consequences that awaited me.

Taking a deep sigh, I acknowledged that the gate lay a considerable distance away. The guards would likely catch up to me and bring me back into confinement. Yet, I reasoned it was a risk worth taking. Determination surged through me as I pressed myself against the wall and turned to my right, ready to make a daring escape.

"Hey you!" a guard's voice boomed behind me, setting my plan into motion. Adrenaline coursed through my veins as I sprinted toward the gates, hearing the thunderous footsteps of the pursuing guards growing closer. Victory was within reach as I neared the gate, but suddenly, one of the guards leaped at me, thwarting my escape.

"Hey, put me down!" I shouted, frustration and anger evident in my voice. I tried to reason with them, threatening to bring my father into the picture. Confusion filled their voices as they questioned how I had managed to go unnoticed for so long. "I don't know, maybe she climbed down from her room or something," one of them speculated.

Defiantly, I claimed, "I came right through the front door!" But my lie was met with laughter from the guard carrying me. My irritation grew as he mocked me, his amusement filling the air. Frustration laced my words as I retorted, "I can tell you're not the smartest."

He went on, "Am sure your boyfriend thinks otherwise," and I froze, gulping down the large lump that had just developed in my throat.

I asked him, my breathing becoming unsteady, "W..what are you talking about?"

He pleaded with me to turn around and gaze at the front door, but I was unable to do so. There was no doubt in my mind that I didn't want to face him.

On the other hand, I longed to feel that man pressing against me. My throat felt dry, and I yearned to kiss him once more and have steamy makeout sessions. God, I missed him, and here he was, a few feet away.

I was undeniably horny, heated, erotic, and unable to think coherently at this point.

"I should have dressed in my best scanty attire." I muttered that I was only wearing a plain t-shirt and some short shorts. I should have had a display of my boobs and ass.

I desired to be completely covered by his hands. Is this how my body was acting? Would it be possible for me to slightly lower my t-shirt? Kristen was making my nipples feel extremely hard which was exactly what my body needed.

Within seconds, I transformed from a depressed woman to a horny bitch. He was having that effect on my body, and he was the one I wanted to make it go away.

I slowly turned around coming face to face with a very mouth watering and handsome man, his hair was disheveled making him rather hot, sported with a leather jacket. He was clearly infuriated but I didn't give a fuck and his bad boy aurora wasn't helping either.

I slowly walked up to Kristen ignoring the glares I was getting from both him and the guys behind him, "Bella what the fuck were you thin......"

As I curled my hands around his neck, a surge of desire flooded through me, and I kissed him with an intensity that matched the fire within.

His lips responded with a tenderness that sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't resist the temptation, so I suckled on his bottom lip, relishing in the way it swelled beneath my touch, a testament to our shared passion.

His hands wrapped around my waist, holding me tightly, and the minutes that followed were a blur of insatiable kisses. With each passing second, the hunger between us grew, and I reveled in every moment of our fervent exchange.

And then, in a bold move, his hands traveled beneath my thighs, effortlessly lifting me, pressing our bodies closer as our lips continued their dance. The hunger in his kisses intensified, igniting a primal moan of pleasure that escaped my lips, echoing through the room.

Amidst our heated embrace, the sound of voices intruded upon our bubble of desire. "Huh, I think it's time to go," one of them said. But their presence mattered little to me. In this moment, only Kristen mattered. Only my man mattered.

The distant voice of Steff reminded us of responsibility, her words floating in from afar. "Remember to use a condom, guys!" she called out, a reminder of the importance of safety even in the midst of our passionate encounter.

Kristen tugged my hair back gently, locking his gaze with mine. "Don't ever scare me like that again, princess. Do I make myself clear?" His kisses trailed from my lips to my neck, leaving a trail of fiery passion in their wake.

I ground myself against him, biting my lip in anticipation. "I'm not sure if I can promise you that, baby. Why don't you remind me of what might happen if I disobey?" I whispered seductively into his ear, nibbling and biting playfully.

"You're playing a dangerous game, Bella," he warned, his hands now firmly gripping my derriere.

A deep groan escaped him as he pressed me down against his rock-hard arousal. "You like that, don't you?" he teased, and I moaned his name in response. It wasn't just liking it; I adored it. I craved it.

"God, I missed you so much. You're the only thing I could think about... fuck!" His groan mingled with my licks and kisses along his neck.

"You taste so damn good," I moaned, grinding against him, yearning for that exquisite friction between my legs.

"Bella, if you don't want me to fuck you right here on this ground, I'd advise you to... fucking hell, woman!" he growled out, overwhelmed by the intensity of our desire.

"Maybe I want you to," I smirked.

Feeling him grind against my sensitive core sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. I needed him urgently.

He scooped me up and carried me up the stairs. "My room is to the right," I managed to whisper breathlessly, finding my way back to his lips.

"I know, baby," he replied, determination gleaming in his eyes as he carried me into one of the guest rooms.

Entering the guest room, Kristen's intensity was palpable as he threw me onto the bed. He watched me intently, his breaths heavy and ragged, mirroring the anticipation coursing through my veins.

Climbing onto the bed, he engulfed me in a storm of senseless kisses, his lips possessing mine with an almost desperate fervor. Within moments, he positioned himself between my legs, the heat of his arousal grinding against my core, setting my senses ablaze.

His hand ventured from the hem of my shirt, skillfully finding its way to my breasts, where he groped and squeezed with a hunger that ignited my desire. My mind soared to cloud nine, completely consumed by the intoxicating pleasure coursing through me. Every touch, every caress left me yearning for more, unable to fathom the thought of him stopping.

With his other hand, he journeyed downward, tracing a path between my legs, expertly teasing my sensitive bud. His touch sent waves of ecstasy crashing through me, leaving me utterly addicted and craving him like never before.

"Kristen, I need you," I whispered, my voice light-headed, filled with a longing that consumed every fiber of my being. His body stiffened above me, and he pulled away, his gaze locking with mine, seeking confirmation.

"Are you a hundred percent sure, Bella?" he questioned, his attentiveness unwavering as he watched my every move, searching for any trace of hesitation.

"More than you'd ever know," I assured him, my words laced with unwavering conviction.

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OMG😱! Did Anna just confirmed she wanted Krisen to you know who?!..... 😨😨😨

I bet you guys didn't expect that twist did you?💕😏 Anna seems to be going through a lot of phases.

Whose excited for the next chapter???

Hmm I wonder if Kristen's gonna get there, Maria should've been home by now🤔🤐

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