Sadistic Beauty Side Story

The sad and unhappy childhood, made under extreme poverty, the abandonment of the father, the sudden death of the mother and due to the criticisms made by schoolmates for being an orphan boy and lacking in affection made him grow up and even in his adolescence to make wrong friendships, following tortuous paths until he became the biggest criminal in the state where he was born. Similarly, years spent in prison, inside that filthy and cold cell made him rethink his values, profoundly changing his way of looking at life. When he left there, he decided to completely change his reality and started to dream about the possibility of finding someone special who could live by his side and help him to know the happiness he never had the chance to experience before.

At a time when the Northeastern population was punished by intense misery, due to the terrible drought that cracked their feet under the scorching sun that seemed to hate them, a family of retreatants was forced to get rid of everything, even their children, afterwards. to be cowardly expelled from their lands. And it is in this scenario of a people condemned to suffering that we will learn about the story of Mercedes, a woman who from an early age had to learn to live with the pitfalls of the miserable life that fate gave her. When she was a child, she was raped by pedophiles in a brothel of her aunt, Izabel, who was a juvenile. Ten years later she is unjustly accused and imprisoned, beaten, threatened with death and the victim of persecution. His biggest reason for living is the thirst for revenge that feeds his soul after so much suffering, but everything will change after he finally knows true love.

—Di mi nombre, Marissa —gruñó la voz de Victor. En la pantalla, tiró del cuerpo de ella con fuerza contra su pecho, aumentando el ritmo de sus embestidas y obligándola a soportar todo su peso contra el escritorio—. Di a quién le pertenece esto. Marissa sacudía la cabeza con desesperación de un lado a otro; sus dedos arañaban frenéticamente la madera de caoba buscando dónde sostenerse mientras se dejaba llevar por la ola de puro placer—. ¡Ah... hmmm... maldición...! Victor se inclinó más cerca de sus labios, sin dejar de moverse cada vez más rápido y duro—. Dije que digas mi nombre, nena. Ella asintió—. ¡Vic... Victor! —consiguió ahogar, luchando por recuperar el aliento mientras su voz se quebraba en un gemido alto y tembloroso—. Victor... por favor... no pares. Sí... Dios, Victor, justo ahí... me voy a venir —gritó Marissa. Sus dedos se clavaron contra la madera mientras jadeaba con fuerza, con los labios entreabiertos mientras tomaba bocanadas de aire agudas y desesperadas—. Tómalo todo... quítale todo a él...