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CEO's Only Wife The bed
Suddenly wondering what was taking the girl so long, Eric considered going back to the bathroom but then changed his mind. It's best to let her calm down and come out on her own. He looked around the room. No one can predict the wealth and luxury hidden within. This old-fashioned Mexican city's most valuable asset. Fur rugs imported from Turkey, along with other tapestries. The bed frame is fixed to the ground, the sheets are premium Egyptian cotton, the fireplace is Italian marble. The fireplace is now the most redundant thing in the room. Eric was sure it was never too cold to use it. One side of the room is made entirely of tempered glass, with a hidden sliding door leading to the porch. Eric sighed and smiled. Hasn't she seen so many luxurious things in her life? Where will Vladek keep her? His stomach twisted. He heard the doorknob turn and turned to face the door to see her reaction. It didn't disappoint when her hands were raised over her mouth, her eyes wide, filled with ast
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It was late, late enough to be called late depending on how one viewed it. The girl was sleeping right next to him, her butt pressed against his groin. It was surprising that she fell asleep so easily, even though he thought he had put her through a lot. He closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of her hair, hidden beneath it was her own scent. He thought of her curious fingers buried deep in his wavy blond hair. That was the first thing she did. His entire scalp tingled, the sensation running down the nape of his neck, down his spine, and radiating to his extremities. One simple touch of the hand and he immediately doubted he would keep his promise. But he remained motionless. He wanted to know how far she would go. At the same time, he also reminded himself that this was part of the training process. Allow her to get used to touching and getting to know a man's body. Not every man is like him. They found pleasure in taking more than in giving, and Eric had only just taught Kitten h
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It's that dream again, the dream I've always dreamed of since the day we met. The dream I used to look forward to seeing before I lay down on my pillow every night. I don't want it but I don't have a choice. Perhaps my subconscious is determined to go back and examine all the facts, looking for something I missed the first time. I was walking quickly along the sidewalk, trying to get away from the evil man in the car behind me, and when I looked up, I saw him. Maybe it was his leisurely stride or the way his gaze slid over me instead of mine, but whatever it was, he seemed believable. I wrapped my arms around his waist and whispered, “Just act along, please.” On the other side of the dream cell, I felt real sweat running down my neck. In the hazy, I knew I was turning over and over again, but I didn't understand why I felt so uncomfortable. He did and I was surprised when he wrapped his arms around me. The moment of danger seemed to pass quickly, but for some reason, I didn't want
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I thought about what had happened before, it was almost impossible to clearly perceive the events that were taking place. If I just looked at everything like I was watching a movie or reading a book, I would think it was fascinating. But to live in it, in the flesh…how terrifying I think that is. Almost so. Just thinking about it made my heart beat harder and faster in my chest, but this time was different than before. Moreover, I also have a feeling of heaviness, slackness, almost tingling in the abdomen. It reminds me of the feeling I had when I was a kid, playing hide and seek in the dark. I don't want to be caught, but just sitting there wondering if I'll be found is both exciting and scary. At that moment, I realized that suspense is what I like, not hide and seek. Being around Eric always caused that feeling. I kept seeing his face, eyes closed, head tilted to my hand, soft male flesh beneath his fingers. The whole thing played out over and over in my mind, but a series of flas
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I glanced around the room and tried not to faint from the sudden amount of blood draining from my face. Hanging from the cupboard door was Eric's jacket, and peeking out from below it was a shoulder holster. Is it possible? Oh my God, please be it? I reached for the soft cloth and lifted it up. It was the most massive gun I've ever seen, or rather the only one - but it was terrifying nonetheless. Feeling nauseous. A part of me wants to forget all the damned things and go back to bed. What do they say: cowardice is the good part of bravery? Wear it! I reached for the gun. This damn thing weighs a ton. The cupboard opened and for a second I was amazed at the number of painful tools hidden inside. Short whips, whips, chains and other strange things from the Real Sex movie I saw on HBO at Nicole's house. Is that a spiked penis? After a while, I fainted. Is he going to use this on me? Sick bastard. Yet… I came across a pair of handcuffs, many pairs in fact, with no fur trim on them. Does
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A few minutes later, I finally managed to push the chair close enough to the window. I climbed up there and fumbled for the ledge. Please let my thoughts be right. My heart screams in my ear and I close my eyes to fight the doubt. Finally, I felt a small trigger and my heart stopped beating completely. Glancing back at Eric. The anger had left his face, but the fingerprints were still there. I whispered a silent prayer, stepped down, and slid open the door. Eric's voice came from behind, "Kitten," he sounded worried or sad about, "Don't let me find you." Is that a threat? I won't stay to find out. Never looked back. I ran with all the strength my legs could muster. My lungs burned as my feet pounded on the dusty ground. It's still early, the ground hasn't warmed up yet. I wanted to scream for help, but wasn't sure I was far enough away for Eric to hear, so I just kept running. Up ahead, I saw a man in an apron pushing a sled full of crates into a building. "Help me!" The man looked
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“Where is she, Eric?” Raymond's tone of voice was angry, repressed. Eric knew it very well. It was the same tone of voice Raymond used when talking to Eric in the beginning, when he was still a difficult boy. He didn't like it, not even a little bit. It was early evening, and the girl was still missing. She must have run hundreds of miles by now. How the hell did he let her go? It didn't look like him at all to act so impulsively and stupidly. The first is the failure to firmly grasp the weapon. Then let her escape in the dead of night. And now it's time to involve anonymous actors. “I don't know where she is, Raymond. If I had known, I would have arrested her by now." "Really?" A question filled with implication. When did Raymond begin to suspect him? Since when did Eric give him a reason to do so? The answer to these two questions is, of course, right now. So Eric responded with the same anger and restraint. “I know how important she is, Raymond. I know why I'm here." To destroy
CEO's Only Wife The most important call of my life
After Eric left the pub, I hadn't moved from my hiding place beneath the bar for over an hour. At least I think so, my sense of time has really deteriorated. Repeated weeks of being held hostage in a dark room would do it. Finally, the hippo who calls himself Tiny pulled me by the arm and shook me until I stopped being hysterical. When I had calmed down, I asked, "Why are you helping me?" The guy just frowned at me. “Because you look like you really need help. And you're American." He led me outside, where the bartender, Javier, was waiting in an old pickup truck, rusty pale blue of unknown origin. I was afraid to get in the car. How would I know where they were going to take me, or what they were going to do once they got me where they wanted to go. All I know is that Tiny told me that I would be safe and that he would help me. If I had more options, I would avoid that sloppy motorcyclist as far as possible. The truth is this: I had no better choice, and he knew it. So I got into
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CEO's Only Wife I have to go
It's just a feeling, but I've been feeling it for a while. Someone is following me. I contacted Kudo, and he seriously sent some scouts to see if I was in danger. He was supposed to see me in a few days, in the name of investigating a fake case. During that time, he wanted me to behave normally. He didn't want my stalker to find out I knew.Kudo said he had heard several reports of people targeting Raymond's allies. Raymond has been missing for over a year and his government is not happy about it. They think the FBI has something to do with his disappearance. Of course they have no proof. Kudo didn't seem too upset about that, though. The culprit is clearly an unknown person. He freed eighteen women from sexual slavery.When I first heard the news, I immediately thought it might be Eric, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed by someone. Kudo didn't say it, but I think he might as well suspect Eric. It showed in the way he asked if I was likely to know who the person was or if s
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Johnny sits across from former Miss Yena Ruiz. She looks terrible. Her long dark hair was pulled back from her face and pulled into a messy bun. She has dark circles under her eyes and doesn't eat much either. The lack of food kept her in the hospital for another 72 hours, but they couldn't keep her once she decided she wanted to leave. Agent Sloan was also in the room. The revelations of the case were hard to swallow for her, too, and Johnny wished there was some way to comfort her without misleading her into thinking he was seducing her. She went to his room after visiting Yena at the hospital, and learned about his last conversation with Yena. They discussed the case for a while, but then she wanted to talk about the night they had sex, and he had to tell her frankly that it was just a one-night stand. She called him a coward. He called her even worse. “Is this the last piece of paper?” Anne Caliph asked. “Yes,” Johnny said. “Once you step out of this room, you will be Anne Cali
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“Why don't you let me decide for myself what is right? I want to stay with you.” I said choked. My heart rate increased, and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You're giving me a chance to go back home, back to my life, back to what I said I wanted - but all I can think about is, it doesn't matter if That means I'll never see you again. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and pressed his forehead against it, “You don't know what you want, Nana, and what you want, you're just brainwashed into wanting them.” I immediately inhaled, trying to protest; He raised his hand to stop me. “I've been doing this for a long time - manipulating people to my liking. That's why I think I love you. Because you broke me and then put me back together and made me believe it. This is not an accident. Once you've left everything behind…you'll see that." I could barely see him through the mist of tears clouding my vision. Eric believed what he said. I could hear it in his voice – but he was w
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I was just unbuttoning my shirt when it happened. There was a huge explosion and something hit me right in the face. I reached up to touch my cheek. The breath left me in a heartbeat. Eric was above me, screaming, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Looks like I didn't hear anything. My head ached. I bumped it to the floor when Eric lunged at me. Bricks flew everywhere. “Nana!” Eric shouted as he shook me. It pierced the silence in my head. BOOM! Another flood of rubble flew towards us. Eric lay on top, covering my face with his hands while burying his head near my shoulder. There's someone out there shooting at us. My eyes drifted to the door and I could see huge holes in what used to be wood. We rolled to the back of the bed. My whole body was shaking and I had no idea what was going on. Eric was pushing me and I cried out in pain. “Get in the tub!” He shouted. Then he pushed me again. I managed to get up on my hands and knees. Crawling towards the bathroom, I squirmed in
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The mansion is very quiet, strangely quiet. No Felipe. No Celia. No Raymond. Eric didn't answer and I didn't ask any questions.It was very hot outside, even though it was only early morning. I realized I hadn't stepped outside in a long time, under the bright sun. I am wearing clothes. I was…free. My footsteps stopped when that realization hit. FREE!“The truck isn't far, keep going,” Eric said coldly.I felt myself choking, an excited laugh escaping my lips, “Where are we going?” I said with tears of joy in my eyes."Please don't ask. Just go with me.”I looked at him, the pain on his face was so intense. Now is not the time to argue with you. Whatever he was doing, it seemed like a big deal. It will change everything between the two of us, but he is begging me to go with him, and when the man you love asks you to go with him – you will.We walked less than a mile, but I was amazed at the overall scale of Felipe's mansion. Whatever his business is, it's probably making a profit. We
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Fear aside, I parted my lips and let his tongue invade my mouth. He groaned as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me. I tug on his dirty shirt and he pulls away from the kiss just long enough to pull it over his head. Sand and blood, I'm sure, fell on my face, but I just wiped them off with the back of my hand and continued to kiss Eric. His hands were everywhere at once, touching my hair, pulling me close, squeezing my breasts. His pillow hill slid between my knees, pushing them apart. I opened my legs and let Eric's lower belly press against me. I can feel his masculinity, confined in his jeans, pressing against his inner thighs. As we pounced on each other, a part of his wild personality seeped into me and before I knew it, I pushed him aside. He grabbed my shirt and let out a sound I understood to be a warning. “Yours, Eric. I promise," I said. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, exposing my breasts to Eric. His mouth came in, causi
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Eric has been gone for hours. I sat on the floor, next to his gun, waiting for something to happen, anything. So many times I thought about leaving the room and looking for him, but still tried to convince myself to give up the idea. Eric told him to wait. So I wait.A sense of dread began to rise as I saw light seeping through the curtains. The sun was rising and Eric hadn't come back yet. I wonder if Celia will return, but I doubt it will. The bridge between us has been completely burned down. The only consolation was knowing that she would keep Felipe from harming me.Suddenly, there was a very loud thud at the door, and then another hour. My heart almost jumped in my throat, but then I remembered Eric said he'd knock twice. I reached for the gun, just in case.I watched the revolving door handle and when the door swung open I could barely absorb what I was seeing. Eric stood in the doorway. His body was covered in mud. Blood stains everywhere.“Eric?” I managed to whisper, but sti
CEO's Only Wife There will be no trial
“There will be no trial,” Kudo said. He started walking again, a fist resting on the back of his neck. “I know how it is. I don't want to believe it, but I know. I've been arguing with my boss for the past few hours. There will be…” Kudo seemed very flustered. “There will be a lot of arrest warrants, I'm sure. Those who are auctioned will no doubt be taken to a shelter, but… no justice will be served. Not the kind that those victims deserve.” "How can that be?" I sobbed. “How could you let that happen?” “Raymond is a senior officer in the Pakistani Army, Nana. His government will not allow a scandal to get out. They agreed to let our government take part in the raid on the condition that they keep their men out of the way. When the chaos is over, it's up to them to decide who's present and who's not, that's how international political organizations work." I felt like someone had just hit me in the chest with a heavy wooden stick. For the second time in my life, I understood Eric's
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“Are you sick?” Eric whispered. His blond brows furrowed nervously. I've never seen him like this. He looks so happy and peaceful. I reached up and stroked his beautiful face. "I am fine." He wiped my eyes, "Then why are you crying?" "I don't know," I replied and continued to run my hand over his face. "I think I'm just happy." He smiled, "Strange reaction to happiness, but that's okay." He bent down and licked away one of my tears. I squirmed, “What are you doing?” I laugh. "I'm curious," he whispered seriously. "About what?" “Will happy tears taste the same as sad tears?” he replied. His words made me cry harder. I can't control them. I am overwhelmed by everything. "And?" I managed to ask. "I think they're sweeter," he replied, kissing me, "but maybe it's just your face." We burst out laughing. I heard voices. I sat up in bed. For a few seconds, I forgot where I was. The room is very small. There are bars on the window frames. The bed wasn't Eric's. “I can't come back
