Leah,Liam: I won't be attending the wedding with you. Something urgent came up! Send my greetings to John. Love you ☺️I stared down at my phone as I reread the message. I should have known he was going to do this at the last moment! He even bought me a dress and acted like he was so excited about going for a social event with me.Maybe something urgent actually came up!I drove into the hotel where the reception was being held. The name 'Ceaser's ' was written in bold letters on the hotel. It was one of the biggest hotels in the city, and I should have done my research before coming. That way, I wouldn't be as shocked as I was when I ran into him.The valet, a young man with a charming smile, took the key from me as I got down from my car.As I walked through the hallway heading for the ballroom, I ran into one of my dad's business partner."Mrs. Carter," the man with grey hair called.He was with a younger woman who supported him by holding his arm."Mrs. Walsh," I corrected the ma
Aiden,She moaned, fisting the sheet as I thrust into her, hard and fast. Her eyes were shut tight, her breast bouncing in rhythm with each movement of my hips.My eyes roamed over her sweat-slick body. She was beautiful. So fucking beautiful with nothing on. Vulnerable, completely at my mercy, and mine to do with as I pleased. I could take her over and over again and it still wouldn't be enough. I leaned in, brushing the strands of hair that stuck to her face aside. Turning her face to mine, I kissed her. She parted her lips, allowing my tongue to slip inside and I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth before trailing my lips down her neck. I nibbled on her skin and she whimpered, her body shivering under my touch.I traced a circle around a small mole on her breast with my tongue. "Third one," I murmured against her skin, before sucking and nibbling on her nipple, making her gasp as she arched off the bed.I thrust deeper, and she cried out, "Yes, right there," Her legs moved to wr
Leah,My phone lit up beside me on the bed, vibrating for the hundredth time. The room was dark, save for the brief, light that flashed each time a new notification came in, or the phone rang.I was curled up in a ball, hugging the pillow. Every muscle in my body ached, reminding me of last night. I wanted to forget. To pretend it didn't happen, but his touch lingered. My lips throbbed from his kiss, bruised and swollen. I had scrubbed myself in the shower, trying to wash it away, to erase his touch. But the water did nothing to quench the fire he had ignited within me. A fire that had been extinguished for so long I had forgotten it even existed.I pulled the pillow closer, my arm tightening around it. A sob escaped my lips, but no tears came. I had cried all my tears dry since I came back.I hated myself for how much I had wanted it, every forbidden second of it. I submitted to him willingly, allowing him to touch me in ways I hadn't been touched before. Shame coiled tightly in my st
Aiden,I didn't like giving excuses when I was given a job to do. He didn't say they must be brought to him alive, so it should have been easier. "I will give you a positive answer by next week.""Take your time, Aiden. I gave you two months after all. I know how much of a sly they are." He said. "I am sure you got a good number of them.""Yes,""Dominic here tells me you took two of his men hostage." The Don said, and I turned to Dominic, who was slicing me in bits with his eyes.I met his gaze head-on, and smirked tauting him for being a pussy. "I didn't take any of his men hostage.""You son of a bitch don't fucking mess with me," he snarled his nails digging into the arm of the cushion.How pathetic is he that he had to report me to the Don instead of coming to meet me personally? And besides, those two died a week ago."The only men I took were those that stole from me. I didn't think they had any connection to him." I explained. "Unless you had something to do with it, of cours
Leah,I clapped my hand over my mouth as I screamed into it, tears streaming down my eyes. I can't go home. Not after what I did. Not after betraying Liam.I know I am the worst. I know there isn't any justification for what I did. I feel ashamed of myself, and I don't know how to face him. What would he do if he saw me in this state? I can't even begin to imagine it.I was aware of my attraction to Aiden. I thought all I needed to do was fight it, avoid it, and I won't make a mistake. I underestimated how much my body craved his touch, and I gave in easily to lust. I didn't even put up a good fight. I just lay there while he touched me, only feeling guilty after the pleasure ended.My phone buzzed in my purse that lay on the passenger seat for the hundredth time. Each time it rang, my heart skipped a beat. What if it was Liam? I can't answer him.The traffic light turned green, and I drove mindlessly, finding myself on the familiar route towards my father's villa. That was the only pl
Leah,"He won't stay out for long," Matt assured me as he took the duffel bag I used to pack some of Liam's clothes from me. "He just needs time to sort things out."A tired smile stretched across my face as I nodded. It's been two weeks since he left home, and now he sends his friend to get some of his things. It doesn't seem to me like he plans on coming back soon. Then again, who am I to complain."You should call him." He suggested."I don't think that is a good idea." I said, remembering how angry he was that day. "Honestly, Leah, if you don't, he might stay out longer than either of you needs." He sighed. "Just give him a call. The least he can do is ignore you, right?""I will try calling him tonight." I finally said.He smiled at me, squeezing my arm. "I will make sure he picks, so don't worry.""Thank you, Matt. For everything."Later that night, I dialled his number. I bit my nail as I paced inside the room, my heart pounding against my chest as I waited for him to pick up.
Leah,I wanted to beg. To scream, but the sounds died a strangled death in my throat. My eyes, wide with horror locked on the terrifying face of a man I realised would be the last image I would see before I die.He grabbed my arm and yanked me up from the booth, my hand scrapping against the wood, sending a jolt of pain up my arm, and I winced."Kill her already, and let's be on our way."The man at the door holding the bloodied man said."Not yet, I finally found a plaything, and I will take my time with her." He chuckled with a sadistic amusement."Please," I cried. "I will give you anything. Just let me go."He slapped me so hard my vision blurred, and a high-pitched whine filled my ears. Hot tears trailed down my cheeks, and I could taste them mixing with my blood. I pressed my lips together, scared as he leaned in, his face twisted with rage. His rotten breath filled my nostrils, making me recoil. "Shut up, bitch." He snarled."We have wasted a lot of time, Storm is calling." The
Leah,"Who is that?" Aiden asked, finally turning to us.A dull ache throbbed through my knees as I blinked back the tears that blurred my eyes. Through the haze, I saw his legs march towards me slowly. I bit my lip, fisting the fabric of my skirt as a chocked sob escaped my lips. He stopped two feet away from me. Not close enough to touch, but close enough to make me tremble. I refused to look up. My eyes fixed on the floor."Just a rat who happened to see a bit too much, boss." Scar replied"Why isn't she dead yet?" He growled, the sound vibrating through the floor and into my bones.My breath caught, and my hands clenched tighter around my skirt."I was going to take care of it, but Storm insisted you make a decision concerning her.""Deal with it, and make it quick." Aiden ordered coldly.I opened my mouth to plead, but Storm beat me to it."Boss, she is..." Storm trailed off as I felt a cold metal object under my chin. It was a gun. A fucking gun! When did he get close?My heard
Leah,I stood at the foyer, gripping the railing as I looked down, watching Aiden giving orders to four men in a low, commanding voice. I couldn't make out the words, but I could feel the tension from where I stood. A muscle twitched in his cheek as he stood, and at one point, he smacked one of them, Scar, really hard on the head.Ever since that day he brought me here, he had given me nothing but cold, angry looks. I could tell he was barely controlling himself from hurting me with the way he ground his teeth whenever we crossed path. He was only holding back because of Aiden, and I really don't want to find out what would happen if he ever stopped.It was already afternoon, and there was still no sign of Storm. He usually drove me home in the morning, but today, he hadn't shown up, and Aiden had been absent all morning as well. I bit my bottom lip, the thought of spending another night in his place making my stomach twist.As if sensing my eyes on him, he turned and looked up his gaz
Leah,I was pinned against the wall, his body pressing firmly against mine, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the living room with each powerful thrust. My hands were on the wall, head resting on them as my body shook uncontrollably from the force of his merciless movements."You are driving me fucking crazy, Leah," he growled into my ear, the roughness in his voice sending a shiver down my spine."Fuck you," I spat between ragged moans, his hand gripping my waist tightly, nails digging into my skin. "Mhm"He chuckled in my ear, "That's exactly what we are doing, doll." His hands moved between my thighs, his fingers rubbing against my clit in fast circles. "Fuck...please," I whimpered, my legs quivering as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge, until I came.He leaned in, pressing kisses along my back, his teeth grazing my skin as he kept thrusting relentlessly."Don't...mhm," I gasped. "Don't cum in me."I expected him to pull out since he was close but in
Leah,A day earlier,I watched the dark liquid swirl into the mug as I poured myself a coffee, catching a glimpse of someone entering the kitchen out of the corner of my eyes.Our eyes met. His gaze softened, clouded with regret. His lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but the words died before they reached me. I looked away first, setting the coffee pot down on the counter and bringing the mug to my lips, blowing softly before taking a sip."Hey," he said hesitantly, and I didn't answer, neither did I spare him a glance.I heard his footsteps draw closer, my fist clenching around the mug as I forced the coffee down my throat."Leah," I know damn well he couldn't control himself when he was angry. He always said mean things to me, but laying a hand on me was a first. I grew up never getting slapped, only to be slapped twice in the same year. "I'm sorry," he murmured, moving beside me, so close I could feel his warmth. "I don't know what came over me. Fuck, I didn't mean to
Aiden,"Dom. Dom Blackwood."My grip tightened on his hair as I slammed my fist into his face again, the crunching of his bone from the impact filling my ear."Boss!" A voice called out.My fist connected again with his face, harder, blood dripping down onto the floor from his face."Aiden!" The same voice screamed, louder this time, and I raised my hand to land another blow when someone grabbed my arm."The fuck is wrong with you, Aiden!" Storm yelled. "He is fucking dead!""Oh," I glanced down at the man who was no longer breathing. "Shit."I had a lot of his blood on me.She hated seeing blood on me. It scared her.I needed to wash up before meeting her. Before taking her back.I pulled my arm away from Storm as I released the body. I straightened up and stepped away from it."Should I let her go?" Storm asked, referring to the blonde woman still in the room.I opened my mouth to reply when I heard footsteps approaching the room we were in. I chuckled, walking towards the bed. "It
Aiden,I cracked my neck, the sound echoing off the walls of the elevator as the doors slid open. I stepped out into a long, dimly lit hallway, Storm behind me.I needed a drink, a shower and a pussy. I have not had a fucking rest because of this damn roaches.I turned the corner, my eyes locking onto two men in black suits who stood guarding the only door on that floor. I walked towards them, putting my hand in my coat to feel the pocket knife in it. One of the men stepped forward, his face scrunched in anger. "Who are you? You shouldn't be here," he said, and I kept moving forward."Who the fuck are those bastards?" The second man gritted walking forward too."Hey," the first man said, grabbing my arm to stop me. "I said you are not allowed here.""Get your hands off me," I warned in a low voice."Are you..."I grabbed his arm, flipping him over my shoulder, his body falling on the floor behind me with a hard thud. I took out the pocket knife in my coat, kneeling beside him in a sw
Leah,He gripped my jaw lightly, turning my face to him, as he leaned in and kissed me gently. His lips were soft against mine, different from his usual roughness. He grabbed my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto his lap, never breaking the kiss.He squeezed my ass cheeks firmly, grinding me against him, his arousal pressing against me as a gasp escaped my lips, the friction making my skin tingle with an electric thrill. He pulled back, and I stared at him breathless, my heart racing from the intensity in his eyes.His finger traced my bottom lip, the touch gentle, then trailed down my neck, leaving a line of goosebumps in its wake. I shivered as he continued, slipping between my breasts. He leaned down, capturing my nipple between his teeth, sucking on it through the thin fabric of my shirt.My breath hitched, and coming in ragged gasps as I ground myself against him. His eyes held mine captive, a silent command to keep my eyes on him as he teased me. He gave the same attention to
Leah,I hated the way he held my face forcing me to looking into his eyes as he fucked me. The way does dark lustful eyes bore into mine with a terrifying hunger. The sound of his deep moans, that vibrated through me, causing me to shiver, driving me to the edge of sanity. And when he leaned his forehead against mine, whispering dirty words with each thrust, I felt something, an unfamiliar warmth I couldn't place. It was a strange sensation I wasn't ready to acknowledge."Leah," he groaned, and I trembled, wrapping my arms around his neck, a shameless moan escaping my lips.I felt disgust at the sounds that spilt out of my lips. The way my body craved his, begging for more as he slammed into me, hitting that spot inside me that made my eyes roll back.This was what I was reduced to. A shameless woman. He had turned me into something I wasn't, a Liar, a twisted woman who enjoyed having another man inside her. I hated myself, I hated him, I hated this strange emotion I was feeling. I w
Leah,I knelt beside Liam, who was still sprawled on the floor where Aiden left him. Tears pricked my eyes as I stared down at his bloody face. His cracked lips, broken nose, and swollen bruise under his eye stared back at me. This was all my fault.I gently dabbed a warm towel against his bruise. He hissed sharply, his hand swatting mine away harshly. "Goddamit, Leah! That hurts!" He spat irritated."I am sorry," I whispered, blinking back tears as I reached out again, more careful this time.His jaw clenched as he snapped, "Stop looking at me like that.""Like what?" I asked, confused. "Like some pitiful abandoned kid," he growled. "I hate that look of pity in your eyes, Leah.""I am sorry," I apologized. He slammed his fist against the wall, the sudden sound making me flinch. "That bastard," he gritted, shutting his eyes tight. "What makes him think he can ruin my childhood and then come back sixteen years later to do the same thing."He turned his angry gaze toward me. "This is
Leah,I lost my appetite the moment Aiden walked through the front door. He had turned what was supposed to be a happy meal between I and Liam into a meal we were forcing ourselves to have.I sat still next to Aiden at the dining table. After the scene in the hallway, he invited himself to lunch, dragging me along with him and making me sit close to him. Liam could do nothing but obey. I noticed from the way he spoke and behaved that he was terrified of his brother. I have never seen him so afraid of something before.I still can't believe they were brothers. They were nothing alike. Liam was calm. He rarely got angry, though when he does, he says things he doesn't mean. But Aiden was...he was just bad news. A dangerous, unpredictable psychopath.The thought of Liam having any connection with the mafia unsettled me, but then again, I would have known. And they don't seem like they were in good terms.Fuck, did he approach me on purpose? Did he still hit on me knowing I was his brother'