Santiago
My body tingled with sensation as I walked away from her. My wolf made it all worse, he was prancing excitedly in my head, ready to ravish all of her.
Groaning, I expended more energy to restrain myself. This is unprecedented, I had never left my delicacies unravelled and untouched.
I shook my head and burst into the bathroom. If I looked back, I might not be able to resist her. She was such a tempest, soft, delicate, delicious and beautiful. Smugly, I dropped my body into the bathtub and the heat in my body diffused, easing my tension.
I was begining to cool off when I eard her voice, she was making things worse for me. She sobbing quietly from the room, but most of my senses were heightened due to the wolf side of me, so her sob penetrated my ears. It sounded like smooth music, warming me up again.
"Can you shut the hell up!?" I yelled from the bathroom as I struggled to keep calm. This was pure torture and alien to me. All that played in my head was to smash her into the water tub and dig into the throbbing opening in between her legs until she became too weak to move a muscle.
At my command, her sobbing ceased. "Hmm…" I grunted and shut my eyes, allowing the cold water and lather to deal with me. Just by the sound of her melodic sobs, my wolf had began to warm up again. Fuck!
The fucking truth stared at me in the face. I should have given Bianca out to Richo when I had the chance. But now that I had unveiled her, seen her wholesomeness and silkiness, no one would have her until I explored all of her. And that was the trickiness.
I wanted her but my wolf also liked her. Having her would empower my wolf, something I never wanted. I should just let her go but I can't. Her father owed me his life and I won't let them go scot-free.
I will bear my wolf for a year and after that, she will be gone from my life. I wanted nothing to do with my wolf.
I was an illegitimate child of Alpha Jackson of the Crescent Pack. My mother was Alpha Jackson's mistress. When she had me, she wasn't allowed to be with my father. So I was taken away from her and groomed by my father's mate.
I was told that I was an exceptional child and this made me a threat to my father's mate who hadn't raised an heir at that time.
I had my first shift at the age of nine instead of eighteen. This was found spectacular and my father, Alpha Jackson, took a special interest in me.
Seeing this, the childless Luna became envious and wanted to get rid of me.
I was saved on different occasions by my mother who was always lurking around me.
When all of the Luna's tricks failed, she instigated the whole pack against me and told them that an illegitimate son cannot become the Pack's heir.
Miraculously, she had a son. With this, she moved the heart of my father and told several lies against me. She eventually turned my father against me.
The whole Pack conspired against me when I was about eleven years old. My father got to know that I had been seeing my mother secretly and he sent his men against us.
With the whole Pack against us, we didn't stand a chance. We escaped from the Crescent pack and mixed up with humans. But it wasn't enough, they tracked us down and killed my mother.
I was haunted for months until I met my foster father, Romano Castillo, he was a powerful Russian Mafia. He liked me and took me in. With his power and influence, I became untouchable by my killers.
Romano Castillo trained me and I served as his consigliere till he died. At his death bed, he pronounced me as his heir. This caused a rancour between his sons and a war for power broke out between us.
I did not back down. I had no identity and the mafia was my new identity, it was all I had lived for.
I wasn't strong enough to face my brothers , so I allied with another mafia group called the Bandas. I married the Mafia Don's daughter, Even Palmer, whom I later fell in love with.
With the Banda's influence, I conquered my brothers. I became the ruler of Castillo's empire and that's who I am, the invincible Santiago Castillo. The Lord of Castillo fraternity! Not a stinking werewolf dying for recognition.
My Pack threw me away and I never wanted to have anything to do with the origin that threw me out.
Bianca's POVI sobbed quietly, my body shaking with mixed emotions. Part of me was relieved that Santiago had walked away instead of taking advantage of me in that moment of vulnerability. Another part of me ached with the realisation that he wanted nothing to do with me. I couldn't understand why he had reacted that way - his eyes had burned with such intensity, yet he had resisted. What was going on inside his head?"No one will ever love you." Tyler's voice came back to me and I sobbed louder. After all, he was right about me.“Stop that shit or I will tear you apart! " Santiago's voice boomed from the bathroom. Fear gripped my heart and I stopped sobbing the same seconds sucking In my breath as I heard him leave the bathroom through another door. I doubt if anyone could figure out how many doors were in this building, I thought, looking around stealthily. It's not that I could try to escape, I entertained the thought briefly. I wasn't taken against my will… this was a contract,
BiancaI steeled my body and shut my eyes, waiting for the inevitable but at the last second, my eyes caught something through the open door; a pair of shining shoes in the hallway. My eyes opened wide and my gaze shot up immediately and I saw the face, it was Santiago! He was approaching with determined strides and in his hand was a pistol hanging firmly.The devil is here! I'm dead, even if the guard let me go, he wouldn't… What have I done? A gunshot ricocheted through the air and I couldn't tell if it was from Santiago's gun or the guard's. My legs became numb and I felt a warm splash on my skin. I didn't have to look, I knew it was blood. I just got shot…But…I didn't feel the pain. However, the guard who had me had let me go and he was groaning in pain. He had jerked off from me but I was too preoccupied by my fear to notice.I pushed myself up in trepidation, only to behold the gunshot wound on the guard's leg. I quaked in great shock and fell back on the floor. Did Santia
BiancaI was led into a greyish-white door in the corner of nowhere and I walked in quietly."This is your room," the bodyguard announced with caution and flung the door open for me. It wasn't the room I slept in last night, but I wasn't in the mood for small talk so I just walked in and slammed the door in his face.I slammed my back against the door and shut my eyes breathing heavily. A sweet and odorous scent drifted into my nose. I sniffled loudly but I couldn't decipher the exact scent- the fragrance seemed to be a mixture made from equal quantities of everything.It was really good and almost calmed my nerves but it failed. Ignoring the fragrance, I looked down at the documents clutched in my hand and dragged my body towards the single woolly-fluffy bed in the centre of the room.The scent wafted into my nose again and I couldn't help it other than to take a look at the room. There on the bed, my gaze dazzled around.It was a nude comfy room, designed by experts. It was not gl
BiancaAfter the dining room saga, I didn't set my eyes on Santiago all day. Darko was on standby at the door and wouldn't let me out. I was officially grounded! What a depressing turn of events! But on the sunny side, I didn't have to bump into Santiago or his daughter.I had my lunch, but it was served right in my room. I guessed that I must have been banished from the dining room… it must be my punishment… but it wasn't even stated in the contract! I looked at the neatly folded document on the sofa where I had kept it and heaved a sigh.A crackling sound caught my attention and a torrent of warm breeze flowed in as the guard opened the door. I jumped on my feet quickly, my heart beating fast. I thought it was Santiago. But I was wrong, Milla and her charade marched in like robots and I sighed in relief.That was it again. It was time to prepare me for their master. Well, I could use some distraction. I got off gingerly from my bed and they got started."Thank you for doing this,"
BiancaThe room has no window. Its walls were coated with upholsters and the ground had some certain coolness that I felt as though there were ventilators.Pain teetered through my body as Santiago threw me on the bed. Right above me were two chains dangling from the ceiling. I rolled back up, sitting on my butt but Santiago was there.He cuffed one of my wrists and proceeded to cuff the other. This wasn't going down easily, I thought and struck him a blow as hard as I could. He glared at me like the devil himself and my heart skipped a beat. I braced myself for the fair share of what I had done, but he didn’t punch me back as I had thought.I struggled as much as I could but he finally cuffed my second hand. I knew that the next were my legs.I yelled and flung my legs in the air but my fight was all fruitless; he cuffed both of my legs and I was immobile. “Please, get me down!” I shuddered. I had not been held captive before.He didn't breathe a word. He gripped the light fabric t
BiancaWhen I opened my eyes, it was morning. My legs and hips felt out of place and I dragged my sore body around on the bed.My wrists and ankles were bruised and painful. Will this be my life for the next 365 days? I blinked hard looking at the ceiling. I am nothing but a prisoner and a sex toy… there is no escaping from this... I had signed the contract the previous day and it was gone.I lay there feeling broken and used, with just a little energy to start the day. A knock came softly and I looked on nonchalantly. Slowly, Darko opened the door. "Good morning, ma'am. You are scheduled to have breakfast in the hall this morning… be prepared," he announced and shut the door.I would rather prefer to be left alone. I didn't want to see anyone, but who am I to make laws here?After Darko, came Milla and her girls. It was an awkward moment this time as they all worked in perfect silence. I was grumpy and not in the mood to coax anyone to talk. It was like a ghostly gathering.Milla pa
BiancaThe blueness of Santiago's eyes returned and with a deadly calm, he brought out his devilish weapons and ripped all fabrics off my body.I lay there shivering and stark naked. I felt my hair standing and my eyes almost bulging out of their sockets as I beheld a rod vibrator and thick dildo.I had only seen it in movies, I had never imagined using it on myself.Santiago's eyebrows cringed as he turned on the vibrator. He tested it with different bottles of oil and glanced roughly at my bare body. His gaze lingered in between my strapped legs and his Adam's apple bulged in and out.With his eyes still gazing at my opening, he spread my legs wider, I could hear him swallowing hard. My back arched out then the unimaginable began. I jumped as I felt something cold on the lowest part of my stomach. It was a jelly-like cream, dripping down my inn.His hands moved swiftly to my garden and he moulded my walls. He rubbed me slowly and slammed his palms on my clitoris. Heat and desire be
Bianca "No! No!" I jerked bitterly as Santiago descended. I didn't know what he wanted to do but I knew that I didn't want a part in whatever was coming.With all of the last strength in me, I kept pushing and resisting but his grip on me didn't waver. He conquered me like my strength was nothing, securing my legs just the way he wanted.With my legs widely spread out, he secured his head in between my thighs."Stop!" I screamed, my eyes almost bulging out of their sockets."Tell me you don't like it," he mocked and slapped my butt as he resumed what he was doing.His mouth found my wet inn and he delved inside of me. His hot tongue danced inside my wetness, sending a million waves into my body. He pressed my waist rhythmically as he licked and ate me up, brushing his teeth desperately but softly over my folds. Zaps of current ripped through my body and I twirled."Ahaaa…" I screamed in ecstasy, shaking and wriggling. But the more I wiggled, the more my parts fit into his mouth. He