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A Hunt For His Queen A stalker?
He made the painting by that famous artist with millions of dollars so that he could hang it in his bedroom? That meant, he wanted me, was after me for more than three years and I didn't have a single clue about it. I thought he didn't even know me personally before Em's sister's reception. Then what about his ignorance towards me all the time?My heart raced in my chest as everything crashed on me. It all made sense now. His claims, his possessiveness, his losing control whenever he felt I was in danger. He couldn't grow those feelings all of a sudden.He was keeping an eye on me, stalking me. That's how he knew about the mayor. And I thought he dug out Robert's intentions out of our a month's relation…whatever it was. Then something clicked in my head. Those men disappeared all of a sudden, without collecting the money they wanted from me. Could it be his doing also? Seeing his wrath on that man who followed me that night, it wasn't impossible that he made those men disappear. Hi
A Hunt For His Queen Kidnapped
A fit of cough left me as I changed the sheets full of dust of the four post bed. The old wooden floor beneath my feet creaked as I moved around the dark room. Stale air around the ambience pointed to the years of solitary. After all, not even a soul has visited this house after her death.Once I was done cleaning the room, I checked all the doors and windows if they were locked before slumping on the bed. Then the photo frame on the bedside table caught my eye. Dust covered the wrinkled face of the person in the photo. My dear late grandmother. I could imagine the stink eye she would give me finding me on her doorsteps again if she were alive. Just like she did when I left Theresa's house when I was fourteen and begged her to let me stay until I was old enough to live alone. Because I didn't want to sleep on the street. To save her reputation in the society, she let her long forgotten son's bastard child in. Even if I worked at a local cafe at fifteen and bore my own expenses as
A Hunt For His Queen The night of storm
What? Disappeared just like that?"And now he is waiting in the bushes for the right time to attack and take his revenge!" he hissed, running his hand through his dark brown locks. "My men are trying to get him out, but he is too smart for his own good. But don't worry, he won't be roaming free for long."My heart sank in my stomach. He was waiting to attack when we had no idea where he was? That was more dangerous than when we knew his location and movements. Then something crashed on me. What if it was him tonight sneaking inside the house instead of Syl? A chill ran down my spine along with the crackling of lightning in the dark heavy sky. I flinched at the loud thunder that followed. Rain in this early winter?Getting silence from me, his icy blue eyes fell on me. The light of the lightning flashed on his left profile. Concern etched on his tired yet beautiful features. The slight stubble gave him a five o'clock look.All of a sudden, I wanted to reach out and hide in his ches
A Hunt For His Queen Hurting
'I love you…'Gritting my teeth, I turned the temperature of the shower more. The hot water running down my body left burn behind it. My pale skin grew red with the passing minutes I stood under the shower head. But even the heat of the water couldn't erage of the memories of the cold rainy night from my mind. His warmth against me, his strong arms around me, his gentle touches, his scent and his words…'Because I love you…'The words that kept me sleepless last night, left me restless the whole day. Those forbidden words kept echoing in my head, making it hard to breathe, making my heart running for miles every single time. Each time I closed my eyes, I saw those intense icy blue orbs staring at me, waiting for my reaction. The dark intensity in them that held me breathless last night under the rain. I could still hear his deep low husky murmur.'You're my whole fucking world, cuore mio. The reason my heart beats for. The sun of my dark world," he said, clutching me close to his c
A Hunt For His Queen A servant?
Without saying a word, I stood there. Her mere presence set a fire beneath my veins. What surprised me was the fear that ran along with the rage. A part of me feared she had the power to win him over from me. Even if I wanted to have nothing to do with that crazy man, I disliked her more than I should. I didn't forget how gentle he was with her the other day. She was close to him. And not to forget, she was a woman to stare at. A petite blonde woman and a tall man in their late fifties appeared behind her. Money and power screamed from their presence. The man raised a brow at me. "You are?" "Uh, she is…" As Roxanne started, the woman cut in. "Must be a servant. What are you waiting for? Let Her Highness know that she has guests." She eyed me up and down. My faded jeans, black T-shirt and old pair of heels didn't stand up to her standards.My fists clenched as Roxanne's eyes widened. But not to my surprise, she didn't amend the woman, who must be her mother seeing the similarities
A Hunt For His Queen Punishment for the dirty mouth...
"W-what the hel…" Before I could finish the sentence, the door was slammed shut and the next thing I knew I was pressed against the wall with a furious man pinning my hands over my head in a firm grip. And then his mouth was on mine. Breath caught in my throat. As I tried to move, he gripped my jaw and kept my face still for him to devour me without any disturbance. His mouth was unforgiving, rough. Calloused hand traveled down my body, groping, feeling my curves. His roughness made my insides tremble, knees weak. A shaky breath left me as his intoxicating masculine cologne surrounded my senses. "You're fucking mine!" he growled, biting hard on my lower lip. A whimper left me. My body was betraying my mind as it slowly sagged against his handness. As I was about to kiss back, he pulled away. With his fierce eyes set on my lips, he let out harsh breaths. "How many times do I need to remind you that you're mine? And yet you went among those drunk men and let them feel your bo
A Hunt For His Queen My death?
Getting out of the cab, I rushed inside the tall skyscraper. Chad met me before the elevator. "She's still here. But I'm not sure which floor she is on," he said. His purple strands were ruffled, pointing to the amount of times he ran his fingers through them. "But she's not with Elizabeth, nor are there any meetings she needs to attend. Even Mr. De Sylvano isn't present." I frowned. She wasn't a shareholder of Rossa anymore, so she couldn't attend any meetings even if there were any. Then why was she here especially when Syl wasn't present? She knew very well he wouldn't tolerate her presence in Rossa at all. Only she can answer that. "Let's find out." I turned around and he followed. "But how? And may I know what she has done exactly? Why are you after her?" "I'm not after her, Chad. She is after me," I said, approaching the receptionist. "How?" "Later Chad." As the receptionist saw me approaching, she was instantly on her feet. A sweet smile lit her features. "Ms. Brook
A Hunt For His Queen My brute?
Surprised, I stared at him. He knew what intentions his sister had? Turning to him slowly, Syl tilted his head. Icy blue eyes were harsh. "Why?"Oliver gulped, losing his tie slightly. "S-she wanted to meet you personally. To…to apologize. She regrets her behavior towards Cassandra." I frowned. What was he talking about? Regret, my foot! She was fucking threatening to kill me!"I'm not interested in her apologies! Doesn't she get the fact that she's not allowed in Rossa or De Sylvano Corp?" Syl snapped. "I'm aware of her nature very well, Oliver. So are you. She's not regretting anything. She is still in one piece just because she is your sister. Otherwise you know very well what I do to those who become a threat to my Sandra. I'm giving you a last warning. Tell her to stay away from us. Otherwise…"He let the threat hang in the air. And the way Oliver's face drained its color said he perceived his best friend's words very well."Y-yes, I will talk to her. Don't worry." Oliver nodde
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