Share
A murder spot
Related chapters
A Hunt For His Queen On your knees
I was frozen on my spot. But my eyes didn't. Letting out a shaky breath, with my heart racing, I Iet my gaze appreciate the sight before me. Marvelous. No. Even 'marvelous' wasn't enough to describe him. His hands were firmly pressed on the wall. With his head hung low and broad shoulders rising up and down with his heavy breaths, he stood under the shower with his muscles tense. Water droplets rolled down his broad sculpted shoulders to his back relentlessly, touching his tanned skin that my hands itched to touch. My cheeks heated up as I let my eyes travel down to his narrow hip and firm behind, to those strong powerful thighs and legs. My mouth dried and I found myself licking my lips. My lower abdomen warmed as desire to see him, feel him, filled me. I found myself walking inside, silently locking the door behind me. As if sensing my presence, his form tensed. But he didn't move, nor did he turn to me. My sexy man is very mad at me. Maybe I know how to calm him down. I bit
A Hunt For His Queen A new enemy?
In the middle of the night, a distant blare of a phone touched my ears. The warm body against me moved and then the sound was gone. The depth of darkness pulled me in again into a peaceful sleep until I heard another noise. Snuggling into the pillow, I turned on the bed. The lack of a warmth behind me forced my eyes open. Instead of Syl, there lay emptiness beside me. A frown formed between my brows. Where did he go?Letting out a yawn, I checked the time.Three in the morning. Seeing the bathroom light off and the door of the balcony closed, my frown deepened. "Syl?" I sat up. And the blanket slid down, revealing my bareness. Heat crawled up my cheeks recalling the event of last night. A very hot and punishing event. I bit my lip as my blood hummed at the reminder of his sinful touches and strokes. His taste still lingered in my mouth. But to my dissatisfaction, he didn't give me what I begged him. He didn't claim me last night. His marks sat all over my body, but I was still
A Hunt For His Queen An upcoming danger
A darkness claimed over his cold blue gaze. "How do you know?" I took a deep breath. I knew what his reaction would be after knowing for how long I had hidden this truth from him. But it was high time Arianna's intentions should be revealed. Then I blurted everything out. From seeing her in that restaurant with Robert Samuelson to finding her in his office. Except the fact that Oliver knew it. I didn't want to drag him into any more trouble. But I did reveal what Robert threatened me about. An upcoming danger we were unaware about. Suddenly something about his aura shifted. His shoulders tensed. "And you are telling me now?" I managed not to flinch at his harsh tone. The side of his eyes twitched with the rage radiating off him. "I tried to tell you, but…" "But what?" he snapped, pulling away. "If you had told me earlier, I could have grabbed Robert sooner using her as bait! And he wouldn't have the guts to corner you either! Now God knows what she is planning right now!"
A Hunt For His Queen Ravished by the beast
He slowly turned around, dark icy blue eyes met mine. I gulped at the sinister menace across his features, not to forget the horrifying sight behind him. As if sensing my fear, his form turned rigid. A curse left him. "Sandra…." A deep breath, as if to control the beast inside him. "Go outside."Voice thick. "But…""I said go outside!" My legs obeyed even if my brain protested. And soon he followed. The murderous look in his eyes made me take a step back. "I…I wanted to see Theresa. Then I heard the screams…" I tried to give him the excuse Ron thought of. "You followed me?" He cut me off. My mouth went shut. His tone left no choice for arguments. "I didn't want you to do something rash. You were furious and we all know what you do when mad. That's why I came here," I said the truth. "And I was right. Is he even alive? We need information from him, Syl!" His lips pursed, nostrils flared. His hands twitched, as if to pull me closer which was his habit. But he didn't. The blood i
A Hunt For His Queen Vincenzo Zolvesky?
A shaky breath left me. I squirmed on his lap. The perverted hand of his kept roaming up and down my thighs, squeezing, while he typed on his laptop with the other hand. After he ran me a nice warm shower in the morning, he made us breakfast and fed me until my stomach couldn't take it anymore. He had ordered Maria not to disturb us today, so she gladly accepted the day off. And this gave His Highness a chance to let his perverted side loose. He wanted me to sit on his lap naked while he would feed me breakfast. The nerve! Of course, I displeased him again by putting on one of his t-shirts. They were comfortable, although I had never seen him wearing one. He always had button down shirts or suits on. Typical businessman! And he was punishing me now by his seductive touches, turning me on, but not touching me where I actually wanted him to. Even now in his study, he kept me on his lap while he checked some emails and continued on with his adventure. My reactions weren't acknowledged
A Hunt For His Queen Bleeding...
"Your Highness, why don't you go and have some sleep? It's one in the morning," Maria said from behind the kitchen counter. Syl wasn't home yet. It's been hours since he left. He said he would be back soon. But here, his phone wasn't even reachable. And Ron wasn't receiving my calls. So Maria decided to stay back, staying with my worried ass. Syl asked Ron to fix a meeting with Zolvesky. I had a feeling his sudden disappearance was related to the meeting. And that was what concerned me. Was this the same man I found the picture of? Vincenzo Zolvesky? "You can leave now, Maria. I'm fine. You need rest. I won't have any sleep until he is back home anyway." I took a lazy bite from the almond cookie in my hand. As she said once, there were jars in the cabinets filled with them as per his order. "I'm glad you consider it as your home now, Your Highness." Maria's voice made me snap my eyes to her. A gentle smile tugged at her lips. "I'm happy for His Highness. Now I know why he is so
A Hunt For His Queen Revelations
Vincenzo Zolvesky? Those dark sharp eyes in that photo flashed across my mind. So he was Marko's adoptive father? The grave silence and the darkness radiating off his stance discouraged me from asking more. But I needed answers. Why did he have his photo in that old cupboard and why did it have a red mark on it? Why even taking his name made him see red? So I walked closer to him, holding his flaming gaze. "Who is this man, Syl? I…I have never seen this much hatred in your eyes for someone. Why did you keep an eye on them discreetly and why Robert chose Zolveskys to target to get back at us? Why are they so important?" His nostrils flared. His lips curled with rage, eyes set in distance. "Because destroying him was the sole reason I lived for until I decided to give all this up. To have you." Ron's words echoed in my head. 'Boss had let go of the motive of his life that he had been fueling inside him since his childhood only to have you in his life, his heart.' Destroying
A Hunt For His Queen Babies?
His gaze met mine. The rage, determination and possessiveness in those icy blue eyes left me breathless. "Save your Sandra if you can." His voice came out tight. Breath hitched in my throat. "And the world knows no one touches my Sandra. I will burn the whole world if I have to to keep you safe. Be it Vincenzo or anyone else, they won't even touch a single strand of your hair. I promise you that." I believed him. But everything that was revealed before me was messing with my head. It was too much. I thought after Robert got caught, our problems were solved. But no. The bigger storm was yet to come. And I was…scared. For the first time. Known enemies were easy to deal with. But unknown? The one you didn't know if they were alive or dead, or there was someone else waiting to attack in the bush, it was lethal. When I didn't say anything, Syl tensed. Pulling me close, he cupped my chin. Unsure yet hard icy blue eyes met my ambers. "Are you scared, cuore mio? Don't you…trust me
Latest chapter
A Hunt For His Queen Epilogue - part two
A Hunt For His Queen Epilogue - part one
A Hunt For His Queen I love you...
A Hunt For His Queen Dead?
A Hunt For His Queen Letting her go...
A Hunt For His Queen A trap of the enemy
A Hunt For His Queen Vincenzo's location?
A Hunt For His Queen A wedding or a disaster?
A Hunt For His Queen Pregnant?
