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~ Emmy ~Determined not to giggle, listening to Matteo walk down the hallway, I bit down on my cheeks so hard I could taste blood. His shoes tapped on the floor as he rounded the corner to his room, leaning over the sofa with a smirk. I watched him go, admiring his tight ass in his suit as he sashayed down the hall. He was utterly gorgeous!"Like what you see, angel?" He called from behind me, making me groan and throw myself back on the sofa. "You do, though!" Rae laughed, making me sigh and run my hands through my long blonde hair to yank out the imaginary tangles I felt pulling at the ends. I hated that I liked him, that I liked it here. I was kidnapped, auctioned, and transported fuck knows where with a man I barely knew. I should be running for the hills, looking for the first chance to escape. Instead, I was sitting here on his sofa, watching Julia Roberts fall in love with a man who she could never have- Not really! "But she can and does have him... and maybe if you got off y
~ Matteo ~I wasn't a fool; I knew precisely what was going through her pretty blonde head. I had handed her the knife for a reason; I wanted to know exactly what was going on in her sly mind. I had never really spent a lot of time with gypsies, but I knew they hated to be locked up; they craved the freedom and space to roam. The week she had spent confined was bound to be getting to her, and I doubt very much the auction house offered her outdoor space. "All good?" I asked as I bent down to pick up a frying pan. "Yep!" She snapped, popping the P. A smile curled to my lips; she was a stubborn one! Without looking over my shoulder at her, I placed the pan on the hob and sprayed a little oil onto it. Now, she had two weapons. I was genuinely curious what she would do with the opportunity placed in front of her. "I hope you like chicken!" I mused as I returned to the fridge and pulled out diced chicken to fry. Turning, I came face to face with her cute little face, staring at me with
~ Emmy ~ I felt so relaxed, sprawled out on my stomach on the sofa, arms tucked under the pillow my head was resting on, my legs swaying back and forth as I watched the end of my film. Or rather, read it. I still had the subtitles on, too stubborn to ask Matteo to show me how to work the damn thing. I watched the beautiful Julia Roberts get her man with a small smile. "See, just because you are from different backgrounds doesn't mean it won't work out," Rae assured me; rolling my eyes, I looked over at where Matteo was sitting in the dining area, looking over some files; his handsome features screwed up in frustration, making me pout at the change in him. He had cooked us dinner, we ate together, and just like that, as he cleaned up, all the flirty banter was replaced with a seriousness I didn't like; despite my request to sit with me, he pulled his laptop out and started working. "The fact he brought me at an auction is why it won't work, Rae!" I grumbled, dragging my eyes back t
~ Matteo ~ "Right now, fuck all! But usually, she just drones on about stupid shit!" She muttered, and my lips twisted into a sly smirk, knowing precisely what she meant by 'stupid shit.' And it tickled me that for someone as brazen as her, who claimed to be experienced with sex, she couldn't bring herself to voice these things with me. I wanted there to be no boundaries between us, none at all. I liked sex; it was clear she was the same way inclined, so why the need to beat around the bush when she can simply ask for what she needs?"Like?" I asked with another seductive roll of my hips, determined to get my way. "STOP DOING THAT!" She moaned, a smirk toying at my lips, feeling heat shoot to her core, her cheeks flushed with that beautiful rose I liked to see her wear."Tell me, and I will." I laughed; my hands, which had her petite fingers entangled in them, moved to pin her arms above her head, using one hand to secure them so my free hand could roam her body suggestively. Glidin
~ Emmy ~ "Your mate?" I asked, arching a brow, my hand resting on my hip as I popped it out. "Tell me, do you eat all your friend's pussy’s!" I asked, irritated. "I don't mean." He stammered over his word like a damn child, not the mafia boss he liked to play at being. "No, it's fine." I snorted, shaking my head, embarrassed that even for a moment, I thought I could be more to him than property or, as he put it, a mate! He was rich and handsome, and despite being clearly batshit crazy, I wanted him! But I was a realist; what would someone like that want with me? I mean, other than somewhere to stick his dick when it got cold. "Esme.." "It's Emmy!" I snapped, crossing my arm around my chest, "It's Emmy! You don't get to call me Esme; that is... special!" I announced, controlling my breath in the hopes it would hold back the tears I felt brewing. "Friends... Mates.. they call me Emmy!" I added with a huff; turning on my heels, I stormed towards the exit. Feeling him hot on my t
~ Matteo ~"She isn't ready!" Blaze growled as he watched Esme via my eyes; although her gaze was scanning me with curiosity, I could see my wolf's point. Her breathing was slow as she braced herself for whatever I was about to do. Her hands slid in front of her, and I watched her pick at her nail beds, something I had seen her do the night she was dragged onto the stage at the auction house, a habit I could only assume was down to her nerves. I wanted to break her in slowly, but the more time I spent with her, the harder it was to ignore the mate bond. And I refused to force it. She had been through enough without a forced mating as well. That is not how I wanted her to find out what she was! BUT If she didn't believe me now, there was only one way she would. By showing her Blaze so, she had something undisputable at her disposal. Which I was prepared to do; however, it seemed Blaze was not, which left me at a bit of a disadvantage. "Are you going to show me?" She sassed stubbornl
~ Emmy ~ This was unbelievable. How had I ended up being the asshole! Because he couldn't have a damn adult conversation? Or because I didn't want to delve into a fantasy world where wolves existed. "Werewolves!" Rae corrected me, earning a scoff from me. "Oh yes, how did I forget!" I added, rolling my eyes as I fell back on the sofa. "So not only do werewolves exist in his delusional world.. but he is one!" I expressed my bafflement at how a powerful man could be this out of touch with reality. I can't be the only one worried for his sanity! "You are one, too!" Rae offered, her tone bashful. Snorting, I ignored her and closed my eyes to control my breathing. "Would that really be so bad? Haven't you ever wondered if they exist or, for a moment, thought you could see into the supernatural world? A human that looked like a vampire, or a dog that was far too large to be a dog, a glimmer of light that could be... a fae?" Ignoring her, I slowly opened my eyes, shocked to see no ti
~ Emmy ~There was something dark and dangerous in his smirk that had my sex clenching like the sinner it was. His tattooed knuckles lifted to run over my cheek, pulling a throaty moan from my lips that betrayed my words. "I don't need to ask. You want to." He grinned, and like fuck did I ever! But I was far too stubborn and pig-headed to admit that, so I pursed my lips to hold back the insult that played on the tip of my tongue. His knuckles ran over my lips in a burning touch that had them parting needily. Pissed at how easily my body gave in to him, I growled, and quicker than he expected, I nipped his thumb roughly, my eyes looking up at him through my lashes, loving the sheer madness circling in his emerald hues."Such a tease!" He grinned, slowly removing his knuckle from my jaw; "I do like it when you bite.. so I am game if you are!" He warned. I smirked at him wantonly. am game¬! I wanted to scream at him but refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing how badly I want