Novels by Claudia Llerena

Dean Frost's POVI watch her sleep and it seems unbelievable that calm face is the same as the cheeky one who provokes me every day, every hour.I'm rough every time I'm with her, but I can't help it. Her fierceness, my anger and the passion that consumes us both, awakens a bestial side, which I had no idea of ​​its existence.On one hand, Leah has a character that demands strength, control and possession, because if I don't, she would get out of my hands. And on the other, the monster is already part of my nature. I only know how to venerate, please and even love in a very twisted way, torturing and hurting with the exact words to overshadow, destroy and turn into ashes. That is the only way I know, because it was the one I was taught.However, finding a woman who responds to the monster with such verve is something too new for me.What Leah makes me feel is very new, bewildered and pleasant. I can't resist her and I need to control her so she doesn't control me.I bring my hands clo

Leah Falco's POVGive me up?What does he long for?Does he have someone else?And what am I? The damn prisoner that he moves if he wants like a puppet?'No', I refuse. If Devil wants me he will have to be alone with me, because otherwise there will be no fucking plan here.I cut my wrists first or shoot him on purpose before exposing myself to humiliation later. In addition, in order to conquer him there can be no one else in his life.I'll take it out of the way, that's for sure."Who do you have to talk to about me?" I ask as I punch him in the chest to push him away."I'm not going to respond to anything," he remains stoic as a rock against my thrusts. "You had no right to look at my phone. It's private."He picks up the device while I huff angrily.I just realized that maybe I'm more upset knowing that he has talked to someone about the possibility of getting me out of his life, than the fact that he already kisses me whenever he wants and that hurts me like I didn't expect. ."D

Leah Falco's POVI can't help it, I feel panic spreading through my system. I could almost swear his advance hurts under my skin. I am terrified of stepping on a catwalk again.It is a stage of my life I already locked in a box and now this damn devil wants to open it like Pandora.I look at my reflection in the mirror and caress the fabric of my dress, feeling how my fingers tremble through the fabric.'I can not do this'Oh my Godness! I'm shaking like I'm in the middle of North Pole.He is still there, behind me, with a threatening posture, which indicates I will not be able to get rid of this one.If Devil wanted me to fear him, then he's got it."Five minutes," someone announces from the doorway, adding to the round of shivers."What can I do to make you let me out of here without parading?" I ask, swallowing hard, ready for anything."Let's see", he approaches slowly until his chest is pressed against my back. His hands wander over my arms, my shoulders, my neck and rest of the

Leah Falco's POV I focus my attention on the plane window and stay rigid in my seat to avoid the urge to look at him. He hasn't told me where he's taking me and it's easy for me to admit that I have some fear mixed with anxiety. Devil is such an unpredictable man that even I, who walk through life without caring about anything, sometimes fear the direction things can take depending on the destiny he chooses for me. I am his prisoner, he is my executioner and I am forced to follow him like a fucking puppet. 'That's about to change though,' I mused with a malevolent voice in my head, which I have no idea where it came from, but I've clung to tooth and nail. If I want to survive this captivity, I need to start playing with the same weapons as the American. Last times at his side have been nothing more than a roller coaster of emotions and primitive reactions. I still remember how he got on with that man who helped me at the club. Six hours have passed since then and his attitude stil

Dean Frost's POVI sit at the usual table, where no one can see me, and drink my Jack Daniel's while mentally preparing myself to see the goddess of fire show off on the dance floor.I taste texture in my mouth, the lights go down and… fuck! Although the whole place is dark, I can still see her in front of me, dancing like the most sensual of dancers. The drink is just as rebellious and unique as she is, a flavor that is unmatched by anything in the world and that is also wonderful as a whole.Music begins to play before revealing her spectacular body in its entirety. The fabric covers her almost completely, but fits her like a second skin, giving the impression of walking naked.She doesn't even need to move to turn me on, but when her synchronized movements begin, I feel like my crotch is going to burst out of me and rip my pants.Just like the lyrics of the song, I see everything red and without thinking too much, I lower the zipper before releasing the erect and dormant erection.

Dean Frost's POVI'm not surprised she responds to my kiss, since I'm aware she's attracted to me. What I did expect was a bit of resistance at the beginning. However, here she is, surrendered to the passion which floods us.She has remembered me, I could see it in her expression when I asked her and for that, I have caught her off guard.Damned woman! If I had known earlier I would have kissed her from the start.As I have grown accustomed to, Leah Falco once again baffles me.Frenzy overtakes my senses, I drag her onto my lap and refuse to let go of her lips. I didn't let her breathe, but I fed her with my air, my anxiety and my desire. However, I find it impossible to contain the groan of pain when I make a sudden gesture with my wounded arm.That seems to be the trigger to make her react and she walks away from me in an apparent state of shock."Damn it!", I gasp again in pain and at the same time enraged to break the aura."Careful," she walks over in alarm to stop my movements.