Telling tales to Devil!

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Telling tales to the Devil!

Sibel, holding herself, passed through the door. Her nostrils caught the lingering fragrance of lemon in the air. Disappointment was all she felt in that moment, but she took a deep breath to push back the tears as she made her way towards the kitchen. Her throat was parched after what she had been through hours ago.

He followed suit and marveled at how she was still standing in front of him.

"Sibel!" He called her name, but she acted as if she didn't hear him. 

He called again, and she calmly poured water into a glass, taking her time to drink every last drop.

"Sibel, when I call you, answer, damn it!" he yelled at her and grabbed her arm. She could feel her flesh detaching from the bone.

"Free me, you cheater rapist!" she shouted at him, looking at him with more disgust than ever.

Reluctantly, he freed her.

There was a silence between them. Her brilliant eyes couldn't hide the repulsion she felt for the man standing in front of her.

"Tell me what happened to you. You were kidnapped by Hakan's men, right?! What did he do to you?" he broke the silence, sounding worried, which made her give him a cheeky smile.

She studied his form, knowing well how impatient he was. She fueled his impatience by licking her lips with her purple rose tongue.

"As you know, Hakan's men kidnapped me and threatened you. What I witnessed here was that you were busy, just as I predicted. They sent me to an old building, inside a small but clean room.

 I waited.

To be honest, I started to fear. I didn't want someone else touching me. As I was waiting, the door suddenly opened, and Dionis himself entered. I was face to face with this Greek god. Ohh man, he spoke, and all I wanted was to kiss him, hmmm," she moaned, biting her lower lip as she looked at him, who was burning in rage.

"What do you mean by you wanted to kiss him?" he yelled and smashed the glass into the sink. The sound didn't flinch them from their spot.

"I wanted to kiss him, but he made the first move. I think we both felt the connection, the heat. So he came and tucked my hair, like you sometimes do, and then he placed his lips over mine. His plump lips were so delicious and soft. He removed whatever repugnant taste your lips left on me. He kissed me like there would never be a tomorrow."

"He dared to kiss you!" Sinbad couldn't believe it.

"Well, I didn't let only him have pleasure. I kissed him back. Oh god, how good he tasted!" she closed her eyes and raised her head, moving her lips until she ended it by biting her lower lip, clenching her thighs, and letting out a long moan.

"What are you saying? You... kissed... him! You are lying! You can't kiss him... you are not that kind of woman to cheat on your husband."

"You are my rapist, a cheater rapist! Yes, I kissed him because he made me feel butterflies in my stomach, like those I felt for Andrea. I feel like a cheater towards him now. But what the hell. We only live once. Right?!"

"Do you have any idea what you are saying and to whom?"

"You asked, dear cheater/rapist. I am telling the truth. He was beyond good. His tongue danced with mine, and we explored each other's mouths. I still have his aroma in my mind. What a man!" she licked her lips, driving him mad.

"Shut up! Shut up! I am your husband, and shamelessly you talk like this about someone else!" he yelled and grabbed her arms tightly.

"Why should I remain faithful to you? You are my rapist. By the way, you cheat too behind my back, so don't lecture me when you are sinful too."

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