~ Matteo ~ The way those eyes of hers blazed with defiance made my cock twitch uncontrollably. She was sublime; even after last night's events, she refused to surrender and submit to me. A fact I liked! There was no way she hadn't noticed the clamps attached to her perfect tits. I had tightened them as much as her skin would allow, the little lock keeping them in place. The only way she was getting them off without ripping her nipple off with them was with the key I had in my pocket. I thrived when in control; it's how I had managed to make something of myself, within the world of sex and sin, but also as the alpha to the rogues. It was me who had united them under one pack. It was me who ran them, me who controlled our world and territory. I was renowned for my ability to command respect and obedience, and that is how I liked it and planned to keep it. Something I was more than willing to teach this feral beauty in front of me. Her lips parted in a groan as I ran my finger over t
~ Emmy ~ That dirty smirk on his lips had the air rushing from my lungs. Despite my better judgement, I found myself smiling at the feeling of Matteo running his fingers up the side of my hip, across my rib cage, to my sensitive nipples. They ached dreadfully, and not just because of the contraption he had secured in place but for his attention. "Such a good girl!" He praised me when I felt my nipples harden somehow within the metal cage. I craved him so much that it was physically painful. Something he evidently knew, given the glimmer in his eyes, that even I knew was lust. With an arched brow, he gently ran a thumb over the tip of my nipple, creating a passioned groan to tear from my throat. "And these?" he asked, rubbing his finger over the nubs, parting my lips breathlessly from his delicious touch. I let the air I desperately needed fill my lungs while debating my answer. I wanted to tell him they meant nothing. That he meant nothing; however, we both knew that would be a li
~ Emmy ~Matteo may be used to getting his way, but I had spent years fighting against my mother's apron strings, so if there was one thing I knew, it was how to sulk and throw a tantrum worthy of an Olympic medal. Snatching up my PJs, I quickly shoved my feet and arms into them, being careful not to irritate my already sore nips.I pursed my lips, pondering what he was going to do when my only set of clothes needed washing. It's not like he had to take the time to get me any other clothes to wear. I couldn't help but wonder how he would like it if he only had the clothes on his back to rely on. "Don't do it!" Rae groaned in the back of my head as a plan slowly formed."Why not?" I asked with a wicked grin as I looked over my shoulder at the chef, who was quietly cleaning up Matteo's plates after breakfast. "Because he will be furious!" She interrupted, making me smirk slowly."GOOD! I am angry, too!" I barked with an eerie chuckle that didn't seem right coming from my lips."Would
Hiya lovelies! I have had some sad news today that my senior editor has left; I am truly gutted to see her go! She was amazing! I will miss her dreadfully, but I wish her all the best in her journey moving forward. This disruption is not ideal for a new book that is exclusively signed to GN and needs promoting, so I will be pausing updates until I hear from my new editor and things get sorted behind the scenes. Until then, I will continue to edit and update my other book, Their Secret Obsession, as it is not signed exclusively to GN, and I can still get the support I need. I am very sorry for those of you reading and waiting for an update. I will keep hounding them for an update and be writing in the meantime so that when this is sorted, I can upload quickly. Keep an eye on my socials for daily updates: Author. pippa. moon Love As Always Pippa X
~ Matteo ~ "At the end of the day, they signed the contract; I can not be held accountable because they weren't savvy enough to read the small print!" I grunted as I walked into the penthouse; the door opened for me by Leo, the guard I paid a small fortune to watch my girl. "Right, well, if you understand, why are you calling me with this shit! I pay you to deal with it, not cry to me!" I snapped, ending the call and dumping my phone inside my jacket pocket. "How's she been?" I barked, it had been a rough day, and honestly, I was in the mood to hit the gym till my muscles screamed or fuck Esme till she did! "Well.." He started to say as I turned to glare at him, noting the thin layer of sweat across his brow. He was nervous, and not just because I had arrived but for another reason. "I have been fine!" Esme announced from the sofa. I hadn't seen her there; the couch faced the TV on the opposite wall, and she had it on mute as she read the subtitles to some chick flick. If she ha
~ 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