Santiago
She was Fire. She had a wit about her and I was right. Watching her walk into my chamber affirmed my assertions. No one ever walked into my chambers without my invitation. Not even my men and now, it's the daughter of a thief who looted my warehouse! Interesting! Let's see if she's got the guts or if she is just stupid and clueless.
She jumped when the door suddenly closed behind her and I saw her tremble. Without saying a word, I took a keen look at her and there it was; behind her bold facade was a great fear, she was trembling and falling apart.
What a show! Nice try! A half smile formed on my lips and I suddenly became interested in her game.
Her beauty radiated into my eyes. Her eyes, pouty lips and sexy figure. She looked salacious and all I could think of ravishing every inch of her body. I felt my dick pulsating.
Let's see what she'd got. I wanted to taunt her, get under her skin and see how far she could hold up. I looked at her with my deadliest glare, inflicting fear in her.
I saw her shudder and when her eyes darted to the side, she flinched. My gun was sitting on one of the bed sofas and I smirked.
"Where is it?" I asked and I saw her wince.
"What do you want?" She asked recklessly. Is that an invitation?
"Whatever your consignment is… He doesn't have it," she added hurriedly but fearlessly.
"What?" I drew back my fist, wanting to hit her but she remained unfazed. She stood rigid like she was blind and didn't see what was coming. But again it was all a fake resolve. Her eyes glittered and behind them were tears.
I closed the distance between us and grabbed her shoulders. I yelled, but I said nothing. Cry! Scream! Beg! Fall! Kneel! I wanted to say them all but I only shook her. I shook her so hard, she breathed heavily but she pretended to be unmoved. Slowly I let her go and turned my back towards her.
Bianca
When he drew his fists, my heart stopped, and I almost fell to my knees. All I heard in my head was 'Bianca! Run!' But there was no escape from this. If I must save my father, if I must save us, there is no other way around this.
With his massive back turned against me, I staggered a little and let out a deep breath. I needed the break but it didn't last long. I watched in horror as the massive muscles of his shoulders extended. He began to turn back towards me and I almost screamed, I was barely holding up, I was freaking out.
Just as expected, his expression was cold and unreadable. Trembling inside, I steeled my body as I waited for my fate.
"Be my plaything for a year and after that, you and your father will be free." The devil whispered coldly. His eyes full of desire as his lustful gaze trailed my body and lingered on my surplus bust.
I was going insane! It was obvious that if I agreed to this, it would be my undoing but I had no choice here. "I… mm…" I stammered.
He began to walk towards me, his heavy footsteps made my heart skip. As he walked closer, he grabbed my chin and nudged my face upward. Our gazes met but I shifted my gaze immediately, I couldn't look into his cold flirting eyes.
"I lack patience," he warned and rammed my back against the wall. Surprisingly, the crash didn't hurt like I had expected.
He brought up his free hand, trailed the side of my face and stopped on my lips. His gaze was still cold and grime, but I saw the fire, the desire and…
"You are mine for a year," he muttered without waiting for my answer.
Swoosh! He picked me up like I was a paper. "Too light…" he muttered and threw me on the bed sofa that had his gun.
He landed on me and began to kiss me roughly. I grabbed the gun and the only thing on my mind was to take him down.
"Shoot!" I screamed in my head. "Don't! You don't even know how to use a gun." Conflicting thoughts raged in my head but I succumbed to my fears and with trembling fingers, I pulled what I thought to be the trigger.
Bianca My heart tumbled as the sound of gunfire ricocheted through the room. I had taken the shot but I misfired. My hands and body trembled. The shock, the recoil and the vibrations absorbed by my body made the gun fall off my grip.As the gun crashed into the floor, a loud howl tore out of Santiago's lips. He sounded like the cry of a wounded animal. What the hell? The sound seemed wolfish and I almost ran out of my skin. I screamed and wanted to bolt away, but I couldn't. I couldn't push him away, his face was buried in my neck, and he was crashing me down with his weight.Suddenly, I felt his teeth on me. He grazed my neck and bit me hard, so hard that raw pain sizzled down my body."I'm sorry," I screamed, thinking I could get through to him. I had committed an unforgivable offence and I was paying for it.Slowly, he raised his head. I couldn't look into his face but from the corners of my eyes, I saw it. His eyes were red like burning embers of coals. And in his mouth… What a
Bianca The car halted in front of a casino. I couldn't tell if we were still within the estate or not but just like the estate, it was all noisy outside.We walked through a file of guards and when we were gone, the guards fell into their position behind us and guarded from the rear. I walked right behind my captor, trembling in fear."Mamamia! What a curvy queen! San, you brought us a golden fish," a fat and rounded man said as soon as we walked in. His eyes roved over me as he licked his lips. Slowly, he rose up and made his way towards me with a stupid smile hanging on his face.Santiago looked unconcerned. He walked ahead with a straight face and strides. Well, what did I expect? I was just a plaything. I pulled my knuckles together, getting ready to defend myself.The man had not walked past the first guard when the guard seized him up. He twisted his arm and punched him hard on the nose. Blood spilt and the room thundered. My eyes widened but I kept my cool.Almost all the men
Bianca Milla was a beautiful middle-aged woman. She had her minions too. They gave me a thorough bath and pampered my body with different odorous skin care products. They were preparing me for their master.She was a good masseuse too. Her fingers eased off my tension and worries and in no time I began to doze off. "Do whatever he wants, baby. That's when you can be safe," her voice sounded angelic, it felt like I was in a trance, but it was her, Milla. She whispered before leaving the room with the other maids.I did not know how long I had slept but when I woke up it was dawn. A short snapping sound had broken into my sleep.I sat up on the bed, fully awake. I looked around, trying to decipher where the snapping sound was coming from.I saw him emerge from the bathroom. He was almost naked. He only had a pair of boxers on and the latter stuck to his wet body hiding nothing. Quickly, I looked away from his loins. Avoiding his eyes, my gaze settled on his hair. It was wet, unstyled
SantiagoMy 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 w
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,"