“I own you, Sunshine. And I am going to protect you with everything I own, including chopping the hands of those who ever dared my possession.” His eyes burned with possession as he caged her in between the walls and his calloused hand. His haunting eyes ran over her body, desire rippling through him as he yearned for every inch of her, over and over again. Anything could go unpunished, but certainly not whatever harmed his obsession. He would burn to world to aches if anyone came close. He was Alactor Meikh Drystan. And she? She was Rosealba Molvain. Typical opposite of him. She was the light that burned through his darkness, illuminating his venomous heart with her purification. With her, there Is a weird feeling to protect, to shelter, and to gratify and that was the total opposite of his existence. From the moment his eyes crossed her direction, he had undoubtedly yearned for her, desiring every bit of her. Time, body, heart, and soul. ******* When Rosealba got out of the toxic relationship with her cheating boyfriend. She was blessed to meet and date Mr perfect. (Drystan) He was everything she only experienced in books and more, but one can not judge a book by its nice intro. With a stalking ex and other factors, Rosealba's life came crushing as lies and deceit unfolded, threatening to sabotage her new relationship. Torn between love, hate, and external obstacles, Rosealba is not just haunted by the thoughts of Drystan, he is lurking at every corner. The desperation and desire to have her in his life again were greater than his quest for power, and if burning the world was everything it took to have her back in his arms then he would only stop at lengths that led to her.
Lihat lebih banyakChapter 102. Drystan knelt on the floor beside the bed. His hand clutched onto hers in a tangle, hoping and whimpering silent prayers. His heart tugged into a squeeze. So hard he could feel the suffocation against his throat. Rage burned against his throat, curling around every breath. It was all his fault. Everything that had happened was all his fault. He shouldn't have left her. He should have stayed by her side till she was awake and safe to go with him to the kitchen. His finger moved closer to her cheeks, trembling slightly. He brushed a perturbing strand of her hair behind. She looked so small, so fragile. And he… he felt so useless. For a man whose presence commanded rooms. For a man feared by nations, he should have been able to protect the one thing that mattered most to him. Everything was about power! Yet that power could not awaken his loved one in a second. He could not command her to open her eyes and look at him. She couldn't threaten him to stand up and spare him
Chapter 101.The soft glow of morning sunlight slipped through the sheer curtains, spilling across Rosealba’s cheeks.A low, tired groan escaped her lips as she stretched, rolling over. Her fingers reached out instinctively, searching for Drystan. But he was as absent as the duvet, which now dangled halfway to the floor.Her lashes fluttered, and she forced her eyes open, blinking at the empty space beside her. A small frown formed as she hurriedly pushed herself upright.“Drystan,” she called her voice husky with sleep. Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, she grimaced—a reminder of last night lingering in her muscles.A soft twitch rippled through her pussy, a fleeting aftershock of everything he’d done to her. Heat crept up her cheeks. Uninvited.She bit her lip, letting herself bask in the memories. It had all happened so slowly—yet so fast. And now, every whispered word, every commanding touch, played in her head on a loop.Her skin tingled as his voice echoed in her mind
Chapter 100.“Oh, My Fucking Goodness!!!” Rosealba arched into him, grabbing onto the edge of the table while trembling underneath him.Drystan’s muscle pinched. Sensation tightened against his chest as her wall gripped him, wrapping possessively around his member. “You are chaining me, Sunshine… Fuck.”Drystan’s head rolled back in pure pleasure as he struggled to not milk his fluid into her warm sweet pussy. Rosealba trembled, his length filling her up. “Oh…” she mumbled softly, adjusting into him. But Drystan barely gave her time to adjust. He pulled his half-length halfway out of her tiny wet pussy, locking his gaze against herself. Then in one swift thrust, he rammed his pull self into her sweet tight pussy. “Arghhhhhhh!!!” Rosealba arched. Her breath hitched as his cock reached a halt. Her grip on the table tightened and she shook instinctively burying her face against her arms. Drystan’s hand reached for her hand yanking them away immediately. “Look at me.” He commande
Chapter 99. “Oh My Goodness…” Rosealba’s gasp trailed into a low moan. Her back arched as the kiss lingered like the delicious taste of meals she had at the restaurant some while back. Drystan’s tongue licked against her flesh, sucking her skin in with a passion that mirrored his desire. The desire that burned deeper than the hottest aphrodisiac ever bred. His hand reached for her perky nipples and he picked one against his finger, rubbing the pad of his thumb against it while burying his face against her collarbone— sniffing the intoxicating scent of her. A perfect blend of sweetness and seduction. She was his obsession in every fucking away right and hell! Every moment pushed him to the insane edge of obsession—he feared he would lose it. Drystan snuck in a breath, kissing the nape of her neck and watching her shake to the instinctive pleasure. “You are beautiful, Sunhine….” His words held a pause as he trailed his eyes around her body, sucking in another breath. “So beautiful t
Rosealba’s breath turned heavy and uneven as she panted into the hot kiss. Her pussy throbbed gently as Drystan’s tongue explored every corner of her mouth, stealing her breath through each second of kisses. Seconds later, Drystan pulled away from the kiss, their face, barely an inch away each other. Their parted lips, trembled as they heaved out hot uneven breaths. Drystan’s dark eyes lingered around Rosealba’s lips a little longer before moving to her set of hunger-filled eyes. “I told you not to cum, didn't I?”His voice was a raspy blend of caution and threat. Rosealba’s skin prickled in awareness of her mischief. Her lips parted, but they closed back without a word. “Do you know what Daddy does to bad girl?”Rosealba bit the inside of her lips, trying to temper her needy body. “I… Bad girls get punished.”A mischievous smile curled at the corner of Drystan’s lips. He raised a finger to her chin, raising her gaze up to meet his. “Daddy is going to punish you, Sunshine. So
Chapter 97. Rosealba swallowed the lumps that formed on her throat. Her eyes held onto Drystan’s propelling eyes, feeling every heat as they caressed her skin, even from afar. Her fingers twitched into nervous fists. She glared at the table, short of words. Crawl? Her stomach tightened into a propelling knot. That was the most hilarious yet sensual way to become even more nasty than she already was. She had never imagined crawling to anyone but the thought of it now, sent sensations across her spine. Pushing her nervousness aside, she lifted her body, getting on the table like Drystan had commanded. Crawling to him would not be such a bad idea. Drystan’s temple twitched as Rosealba went all four on the table. His jaws clamped. The sight of her of her heavily dangling boobs braided an irresistible hunger. His hands tightened into a fist and the urge to grope her boobs sneered at him, but he remained stilled. The air stilled and the tension slowed to a single charged moment.
Chapter 96. Rosealba’s nipples prickled at the sight of him. Shirtless tattooed chest. Calloused veiny hands. Broad shoulder that could shield her from the eyes of chasing enemies. The air stilled, thick with a pleasure that clung like a whispered secret.Rosealba swallowed, moistening her dry throat. Her eyes darted to the equipment in his hands again and a knot tightened against her stomach.Even though she lacked knowledge of what the instrument were, the tension in the air was enough to tell that something eerily sweet was about to happen. Drystan took some steps forward, dropping the instrument on a table.“Come here.” His voice, a deep baritone rasped through the chilled air. Rosealba’s heart pounded as her legs took gentle steps closer to him.His eyes lingered on her body, drinking her in like it was his first sight of her.A muscle in his pulse jumped as his eyes accentuated the curves of her lips. Heavens! So she was his! Rosealba freaking Movin was all his and nothing
Chapter 95. Lina's heart thrummed against her ear. The tension so palpable as Dairo returned with a first aid kit. He scrunched to the floor, not sparing either Rosealba or Lina a glance. Fuck every damn existence! The only thing that mattered to him was keeping his lady safe. As Dairo reached for Lina's feet—she took a step backward. Her hands curled into fists and she batted her lashes gently refusing to look at him. His touches didn't soothe the fire In her, it fed it, making it burn hotter, wilder, consuming every inch of her willpower. She could not trust her traitorous body, her nipples already tightened at the mere graze of his fingers against her toe. Dairo’s hand dropped to his knees. He let out an inaudible scoff, moving closer to get her feet but Lina pulled backward again and this time—this time he could not help himself. His restraint collapsed like a crumbling barrier. Stripped off every ounce of restraint, he got on his feet, gripped her wrist, and pulled her clos
The door to the restaurant opened and an air of mystery and elegance grazed Rosealba's skin as she stepped in. Her eyes hurriedly took in the sight of walls adorned with a sleek matte finish. Beside her stood the red-haired Lina who was claded in a white sweetheart gown that flowed down her beautiful legs and accentuated her moderate curve.Her eyes moved around the dimly lit restaurant cloaked entirely in shades of black. Just as she loves it. As Lina moved closer Black asthetic was a thing that her entire family lived for and they were slowly pulling Rosealba into the game.Rosealba's nostril flared softly as she took in the scent of oud and smoldering Vanilla, an intoxicating blend that lingered like a whispered secret. “This is beautiful,” Rosealba whispered, leaning into Lina. A smile kissed Lina’s oval face. “Just the way I like it.” She spared Rosealba a wink and they began to approach the table at the corner of the restaurant— polished obsidian with subtle gold grining,
WARNING! This is a Mafia erotic content and this book contains violence as much as it contains BDSM. There is so much WAR, LOVE, HATE and OBSESSION. The Male lead is an extremist. Kills without remorse, and of course love without boundaries( Just the female lead.) This book is not for readers younger than 18. Drystan presence screamed power, darkness, and danger as he leaned against his black Audi A7l with folded arms, waiting for Rosealba at the front of her office. It was something he had never done in his life. He never had to wait for anyone, never. He was Italy's most feared, he gave orders and they were carried out in micros seconds, but with her, there was a slithering desire to see, to feel, and to hold dearly. Since the day his eyes crossed her direction, he had been a different person. His darkness that didn't have limitations was suddenly limited to her. He found himself always at her flower store, like a homeless being, craving and yearning for her presence. Just...
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