ONE MONTH LATER Rubbing the coarse hair on Eton's wide chest, Kaia wondered how it was possible to feel this good with a man who was the definition of Mr. Wrong. It was kind of freaky how sexually compatible she and him were. It wasn’t like Kaia's previous sexual experiences were bad—far from it—but this was something else. This was the sort of attraction that made her feel almost high when Eton Domino touches her, and sex-starved when he didn’t. It was heady. It was scary. It was scary how well Eton could read her body and play it like an instrument. He was bossy when Kaia wanted to be owned and ordered around, he was gentle and understanding when she needed cuddles and snuggles, and he was deliciously cruel and scary when Kaia was in the mood to pretend she didn’t want it, even though she's actually craving for it. The scariest part was, it went both ways. Kaia was just as attuned to Eton. When he was in a black mood, shr found herself turning pliant and extremely submissive, l
“Will I be invited to the wedding?” he said at last, his blue eyes as unreadable as ever. And fuck it, but she thought she saw some longing there. Did he has feelings for me?Kaia almost laugh out loud at that outrageous thought... There's no fucking way Eton Domino had feelings for her. There's no way... Right?Kaia shook her head, waking herself from her daydreaming. There's no way that this iceberg would like her so she should stop thinking of that possibility. But she didn’t forgot to answer him, “That would be a bit awkward, don’t you think? Usually people don’t invite their…” She hesitated, flustered. What, exactly, was Eton to her, again? “…men they have slept with in the past to their wedding.”“Men they have slept with in the past,” Eton repeated, amusement flashing through his face again. His hand settled on Kaia's lower back, its weight pressing her down. “Are you saying you wouldn’t spread your legs for me on your wedding day?”Kaia spluttered. “Of course I wouldn’t! Who d
Kaia Kennedy eyed her reflection in the mirror with a disappointed frown. She looked...okay, but...."You look like a whore.."Turning at the rude girl who was busy munching her favorite Doritos, Kaia glared at her and snorted. "Nobody is asking for your opinion."But she just raise a well sculpted brow at her, still munching in a very obnoxious way that was very far from the elegant and classy woman she was known to be. "Well, this is a free country and I'm free to say what's on my mind..."Sighing, Kaia looked back at her reflection in the mirror and bit her lower lip. Glancing up and looking at the woman sitting behind her she said in a small voice.... "Can you help me.. Please?" Her friend just snorted. Dip her long and elegant hand inside the bag of Doritos and took a mouthful. "I thought you're not asking for my opinion."She stomp her feet and drag her already tired body and stop in front of her friend. She's already tired. How many times did she change her clothes already? Sh
The restaurant was well-decorated and elegant in an old-fashioned way. Kaia silently thought while she handed her coat over and informed the polite hostess that she was there to meet Eton Domino. The woman smiled before leading her to a table in the secluded corner of the restaurant. And surprisingly, he was already seated at the table, his body language relaxed, almost bored. The pictures didn’t do him justice, Kaia thought. They failed to capture the intensity of his presence, and those eyes were actually more unsettling in person. It took every bit of her self-control not to blush and fidget as the guy studied her coolly. “Good evening. My father was unable to attend and sent me in his stead,” Kaia said, extending her hand for a handshake. “Kaia Kennedy.” Eton Domino didn’t even move an inch, his pale blue eyes boring into her.Eton wanted to actually laugh out loud when he saw her step inside the restaurant. Of course she knew her. Had seen her and even remembered all the deta
Eton Domino watched the taxi in front of his car. It was running steadily meaning that woman was atleast knew what's good for her. At first when he saw her, he thought he's just dreaming. Everyday he's busy plotting his revenge at the man who shattered his world and lo and behold, fate had brought the only person who can make that man beg for his mercy. But Eton was not planning of forgiving him. Just remembering all the things he went through just because Arthur Kennedy was a sicko. Eton wanted him to suffer. Just the way he did. ......... Time dragged by. Minutes, hours, Kaia couldn’t tell. Her tired mind was busy conjuring up one horrible scenario after another as she waited for them to get to their destination, wherever the fuck it was. The driver had told her to shut up when she repeatedly tried to interrogate him, so she was left alone with her thoughts. As a teenager, Kaia always thought she had her life all figured out. She was going to fall in love with a nice, insanely
It's been a week, and any last remnants of Kaia's optimism were extinguished by the hunger gnawing at her insides. After all, her daily ration only consist of one slice of hard bread and a small bottle of water. She felt very tired and weak, and sometimes she also feel dizzy. In all her life she had never known true hunger, not until now. Kaia knew that if she didn’t have low blood sugar, it probably would have been nowhere as bad, but it was a small comfort when hunger kept her awake at night, curling up on the narrow bed, the only piece of furniture in the room she was kept in. The worst part was how some of the guards liked to torture her by eating all kinds of delicious-smelling food in front of her, laughing when she stared at them with hungry eyes and drooling mouth. Thankfully though, that's the only abuse they're giving her. Because in most cases she knew that a woman like her can experience much worse. Their boss hadn’t made an appearance yet. From what Kaia had overheard,
Eton Domino strode away from the captive’s room, his mood darker than ever.The maid he met on the way to his office took one look at him, paled, and ducked her head, as if hoping he wouldn’t notice her. Smart little thing. Too bad he was to worked up right now.He grabbed her arm. She froze, barely breathing.“Lena, is it?” he said quietly, eyeing her blond hair and slim figure. She wasn’t particularly pretty, but she had plush, soft-looking lips. His eyes lingered on them. His jaw tightened.“Yes,” she said meekly, glancing up at him for a moment before dropping her gaze. He could see her pulse beating madly at the delicate base of her neck. She was scared of him. Or perhaps she was excited. Probably both.Silently, he opened the door to his office and went in. He knew she would follow him inside.He wasn’t wrong. He rarely was.“Close the door,” he said.The door clicked shut behind him.There was a moment of silence, broken only by the howling of the wind outside and a tree branch
His head is throbbing with an incoming headache, that's why Eton Domino was in a foul mood when he entered his room later that night. He’d lost a great opportunity to increase his profit in Central Europe just because he hadn’t been there in person to see the deal through. What the fuck is the use of paying a lot of money to his executives if they couldn’t do anything without him? Sighing, he went to the en-suite and got some Tylenol from the first aid kit. Swallowing the pills, he suddenly stiffened at the noise in the adjoining room. Fucking shit. That almost gave him a heart attack. Of fucking course—the prisoner. He’d almost forgotten about his order to move her there. Eton unlocked the door, pushed it open, and entered the room. Kaia Kennedy was sitting on the bed, rubbing her stomach. She looked up, her eyes widening when she caught sight of him. Otherwise, she didn’t even flinch. Vlad had been right about one thing: the girl wasn’t prone to useless hysterics. “Thank you
“Will I be invited to the wedding?” he said at last, his blue eyes as unreadable as ever. And fuck it, but she thought she saw some longing there. Did he has feelings for me?Kaia almost laugh out loud at that outrageous thought... There's no fucking way Eton Domino had feelings for her. There's no way... Right?Kaia shook her head, waking herself from her daydreaming. There's no way that this iceberg would like her so she should stop thinking of that possibility. But she didn’t forgot to answer him, “That would be a bit awkward, don’t you think? Usually people don’t invite their…” She hesitated, flustered. What, exactly, was Eton to her, again? “…men they have slept with in the past to their wedding.”“Men they have slept with in the past,” Eton repeated, amusement flashing through his face again. His hand settled on Kaia's lower back, its weight pressing her down. “Are you saying you wouldn’t spread your legs for me on your wedding day?”Kaia spluttered. “Of course I wouldn’t! Who d
ONE MONTH LATER Rubbing the coarse hair on Eton's wide chest, Kaia wondered how it was possible to feel this good with a man who was the definition of Mr. Wrong. It was kind of freaky how sexually compatible she and him were. It wasn’t like Kaia's previous sexual experiences were bad—far from it—but this was something else. This was the sort of attraction that made her feel almost high when Eton Domino touches her, and sex-starved when he didn’t. It was heady. It was scary. It was scary how well Eton could read her body and play it like an instrument. He was bossy when Kaia wanted to be owned and ordered around, he was gentle and understanding when she needed cuddles and snuggles, and he was deliciously cruel and scary when Kaia was in the mood to pretend she didn’t want it, even though she's actually craving for it. The scariest part was, it went both ways. Kaia was just as attuned to Eton. When he was in a black mood, shr found herself turning pliant and extremely submissive, l
They both grunted, Eton gritting his teeth as incredible tightness enveloped his cock. The urge to move, the urge to take was irresistible.But he didn’t move. He stayed still, sweat dripping down his forehead.Kaia whined, sounding dazed already.“Move,” she whispered, squirming. “Please.”“No,” Eton said. “If you want to be fucked, you’ll have to work for it.”“I don’t understand,” Kaia said, sounding frustrated as she shifted her hips impatiently.Eton chuckled hoarsely and pulled out until only the tip remained inside, his eyes locked on where their bodies were connected.“Fuck yourself on my shaft, little one. Take what you need.” Kaia made a small sound. She braced herself on the pillow, sucking in breaths, and then slammed her hips back.Eton hissed but remained still, watching as she fuck herself in his cock the way she liked it. He didn’t angle his hips at all, leaving it up to her to twist and squirm in order to hit her sweet spot.Soon, Kaia was impaling herself on his coc
But Eton did something unexpectedly. He let go of her and stepped away. Deflating, Kaia watched numbly as Eton strode out of the room. And the door locked after him with an audible click. Kaia plopped back on Eton's bed and groaned in frustration, touching her tingling lips. “You’re such an idiot, Kaia. Why are you expecting something you shouldn't have?" she said aloud before laughing. It was either that or she would started crying.Fuck this... *** “I told you to stay out of this room,” Vlad said when he brought her food. Kaia took the tray and ignored his words. In the past six days since Eton had left, she had perfected the art of ignoring the man's head of security. It wasn’t difficult.She didn’t know what Eton had told Vlad, but these days the beefy blond barely dared look at her when he brought her food.It was actually kind of funny how carefully Vlad avoided any eye contact. It was a stark contrast to the way the guy had behaved before: the look in Vlad’s eyes had use
Kaia crossed her arms over her chest. “As if. It's because I’m hungry.” “You’re hungry,” Eton repeated, managing to convey how utterly unimportant the fact was to him. His facial expression didn't change at all, and his eyelashes refused to flutter even a bit “Yes,” Kaia said. “I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday afternoon.” she couldn’t resist a glance over Eton's shoulder at the large bed dominating the room. It was empty, the sheets crumpled. “So your whore is gone,” she said before she could stop herself. She immediately regretted it as Eton's gaze sharpened, something like amusement appearing on his face. “Were you listening at the door, little one?” Kaia glared at him. “I couldn’t sleep all night because of her moans. For the fourth night in a row. And did you have to fuck her at three in the morning in our—in the bathroom we share?” Unable to look Eton in the eye any longer, she shifted her gaze to his left ear. “I’m hungry, and I need something else to wear. The shirt
But that right there is not right. Because what you like in bed has nothing to do with who you are,” Eton said, watching her carefully. “But you’re implying there’s something wrong with that. You don’t sound like someone completely comfortable with who you are.”Averting her gaze, Kaia let out a small laugh. “I’m a bit kinky in bed, and I’m proud of it.”Eton put his thumb under her chin and tipped it up, bringing their faces close. “Are you, really?” he said quietly. “But why you hide your true self under a guise of a very carefree and cheerful girl when you're nothing like that? Are you wondering how can I tell. Because you see, when I first saw you, I saw a little girl who seemed to be forcing herself to be something she wasn’t.”Kaia could only look at him, her throat dry and thick. “I’m like this because I don’t have the kindest dad in the world and because my dad happens to be a dangerous man with a quick temper. And I dress that way because I want to look older and be taken ser
Kaia was panting when Eton finally pulled his cock out. She looked fucking wrecked, her lips even redder and fuller than usual, her dark eyes glazed over. Eton let his softening cock drag across the girl’s flushed cheek before flopping onto his back next to her.The room was silent but for the sound of their ragged breaths.Eton tucked his cock in, zipped up, and looked back at the girl.She lay sprawled on the mattress, the expression on her face dazed, her lower half splayed out, bare for him to see and he's not surprised to see her wet and sticky down there.Eton resisted the urge to get out of the bed and leave without a word, to get away from this room and everything that had happened in it. He wouldn’t, of course. Doing so would be a demonstration of weakness, would betray how much the sex had rattled him. He wasn’t rattled. Just annoyed with himself. He wasn’t supposed to have sex with Kaia Kennedy, at least not at this point. Using her as a hole for his dick was unlikely to m
Kaia wasn’t sure what had woken her up. She just knew that she was lying on her side, sheets tangled at her feet.Something told her not to open her eyes, so she didn’t. She listened, straining her ears, unsure and anxious, goosebumps running down her arms.It was still night: she could hear an owl hooting in the distance, an eerie sound that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. But there was something else. Someone else.There. The barely audible sound of breathing.Keeping her own breathing calm and even, Kaia slightly opened an eye. She had left the bedside lamp on when she’d gone to sleep, so she had no trouble seeing her surroundings. Except whoever was in the room with her—and she knew who it was—Eton Domino was standing on the other side of the bed and Kaia's back was turned to him.Then, she became aware of something else. Her shirt had ridden up, leaving her ass and legs completely exposed to Eton's eyes. Kaia's first urge was to yank the shirt down, but if she did
When Kaia woke up the next day, it was already afternoon, although if it wasn’t for the clock on the wall, there would be no way she would know. Because once again, It was snowing outside.Kaia rubbed at her eyes and stretched in the soft bed, feeling deliciously well-rested and comfy. Her muscles ached a little, but she felt more comfortable than she had in ages. She still wasn’t sure why she had been moved from her old room to this suspiciously nice one, but she hoped it wasn’t just a fluke.Then, she recalled something. Had Eton really told her these were his personal rooms?Kaia flushed, remembering the circumstances of it. Fuck. Had she really let that man handle her, hold her while she pissed, and generally treat her like a thing? His thing?Kaia's stomach did a little flip-flop. Suddenly, she had a nearly irresistible urge to run. Run somewhere far away from that strange man with cruel eyes and gentle, proprietary hands.Though…she couldn’t deny that it all had gone rather sm