She turned around and gave him a pleading look. His features remained tight, showing his determination.
" Don't make me tell you twice, Bella," he gave her a warning glare while folding his arms. He was too intimidating to oppose. She gulped and unenthusiastically turned towards the bed. Taking hesitant steps, she reached the bed, completely oblivious to his hungry gaze on her ass.
She sat on the bed and couldn't help but take another cautionary glance at the stuff. She turned alert when he started taking predatory steps towards her. He seized a remote from the table and pressed a button. The drapes curtaining the glass wall started to draw away, revealing a breath-taking sight of the Eiffel tower.
She took a deep, shaky breath when he came closer and grabbed the blindfold from the bed.
His face held no expression.
"Wha..what will you do with it?" her alarmed gaze refused to move from the red silk blindfol
She stirred and groanedfaintly asshe rousedfrom a dreamless slumber. When she woke up, her sleepy eyes parted to settleon the mighty Eiffel tower that was standingin all its glory, in a distance. Athin layer of fog wascloakingit, makingit look more breath-taking. What a prettysight! She couldn't help but admire the view. The wintryweather rulingoutside wasin deep contrast toher warm room and the coziness of herbed. Snuggledin a thick and comfycover, she wasenjoying her view throughthe window. That's what made all the difference, she realized. The sight was beautiful for her but it might not be for those homeless people who have to suffer the cruelty of this weather.With a deep sigh, she turned her face away from the window. Her eyes widened andshe ye
After getting ready, Ara went to Angela's room to wake her up.After getting her bathed and ready, she carriedher to the kitchen. Angela was hell excited to see Paris.Ara made a sandwich for Angela and herself.She made her sit in the chair and placed her plate in front of her. Ara was talking non-stop about the places in Paris she had seen in her book. Arasat across from her and they bothstarted munching on theirsandwich."Do you know I can see Eiffel tower from my window," Angela told her. Ara smiled and feigned excitement."Uhu," Arasaid while taking a bite of her sandwich."Yes, and it looks so big, so t
What she felt in that moment was beyond words. Beneath her dazedexterior, she was raging withfrustration, anger, and humiliation. The tears of frustration welled up in her eyes and didn't take long to dripdown her flushed cheeks.He remained seated in his chair, watching her, waiting for her next move.She rushed over to the fireplace and without thinking, put her hand in the fire to pull the remnants of her dress from its clutch. The fire bither fingersbut she didn't care. Her lips wobbled and her nose turned red. Sobbing, she kept on collectingthe unburnt pieces of her dresses. They were more than justclothes, they were the gift from her orphanage, her first salary, a gift from Freya, her only friend.So
Ara was nervously pacing in her room, thinking about what wasgoing to happen tonight, when someone knocked on her door. She halted and turned towards the door to open it.She found Aimeestanding in front of her. She had a packagein her hand."This is for you," she spoke in her thick French accent while extending the largepacket to her."Me?" Ara took the package from her and ran her fingers on it with a confused expression."Sir sent it for you," she pushed her specs up her nose and replied with a polite smile.Ara's finger froze when she said that. She looked up at Aimeeand gave her a forced smile. The girl smiled back and turned to leave.Ara closed the door and walked back to her bed. She unchained the package and whatshe found inside made her eyes shine with recognition.There was a beautiful gowninside it. Breathtakingly beautiful. Precisely, the one th
Killian lunged forward and roughly pulled him up to his feet. The man eyed him in shock as he landed another punch on his face, breaking his nose. Ara remained rooted to his spot, stunned by his sudden outburst.The crowd slowly started to gather around the duo. Killian wasn't going easy on the drunk man. He hit him repeatedly. Each blow, breaking his skin, spilling blood. The otherwise quiet street burst into chaos as the witness gasped at the fatal fight. No one dared to go near Kilian as he had lost it.However, Aa rushed to him when her senses came back. She cant let a man die on her account. The guilt would eat her alive."Sir, please stop," she didn't dare to go near Killian. He was like a wild animal in that moment."Sis, please, sir....It was my fault," she pleaded as tears washed down her eyes. He didn't stop. It felt as if he was possessed.One of the menin the group called the police. And luckily
Killian got down the car and straightened his jacket with poise. The officers moved along with him as he startedstridingtowards the department. Killian halted when a raindrop hit his face.Helooked up at the black sky. It had started to drizzle. Out of nowhere,Bella crossed his mind. He wondered if she had reachedhome or not. He tooka glance at his wristwatch. Twenty minutes had passed by. She must be home by now.He squared his shoulder and started walking toward the department in all his confidence. The men followed him. His demeanor and confidence had started to perturb them.The people around threw glances at Kilian as he got inside. He seemed unaffected by curious gazes. The officers took him to a room. Killian took a seat in a chair as the officerleftto inform h
Where could have she gone? He upped thespeed and raced his car towards the restaurant as the water droplets hit his windshield in quick succession. In no more than ten minutes, he parked in front of that restaurant. He got out of the car. The driver rushed over to him with anumbrella and placed it above him.Killian looked around in search of her but she was nowhere. It was 2 in the morning. The roads were deserted and the shops were closed. It was only him and his driver standing in the middle of the road under the heavy rain.He started taking long urgent strides towards the ice cream parlor where he had left her. Despite the bone-chillingweather, his insides were burning with anxiety. He had to find her. The driver had to run to match his pace with an umbrella in his hand.
He took her to themuseum the next day as he had promised. However, Killian had an eventto attend to so he dropped her home early."Killian,nice to see you here," Jean welcomed Killian with a glass of wine.Killian nodded and flashed him a smallsmile before taking the glass from his hand.Jean was one of his old business partners and to some extent, his friend. Today was his wedding reception."Great arrangements," Killian's gaze surveyed the hall. Jean chuckled and nodded his head."My wife did it," he answered proudly. Killian spared a glance at the groom. His face was glowing with inner happiness.
After recovering from his years-long amnesia, the former Mafia King vowed to get back his crown.They played him. His second in command and the love of his life. He was a fool to believe them. He shouldn’t have ignored the signs. He shouldn’t have let drugs impair his abilities. Now the damage was done.He now clearly remembered the night, his second in command had almost killed him.After assuming him dead, he had thrown him into the sea, hoping the fishes would eat his body. But no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot overpower fate.The man was rescued by the fishermen.Th
It was one month after their honeymoon did Ara find out she was pregnant. Killian was on cloud nine when he learned it. He was so happy that he bought Ara an island for making him a dad. However, the man didn’t know that the pregnancy would turn his sweet Bella into an always frustrated woman. Her mood swings were terrible than his. One moment she would be all cheery and in the next, the fire would be spewing out of her eyes. One morning she had told him to bring her pineapple cake. As the day went by, he forgot and returned home empty-handed. “Where is my cake?” this is how she welcomed him. Her eyes scanned him for her cake as if it would be somewhere on him. “Oh..sweety, I forgot it. I’ll get you one tomorrow, okay?” he walked over smilingly and pecked her lip. Ara gave a slight nod with her head hung low. Killian walked up to their room to freshen up. After getting fresh, he returned and settled in his chair. Bella was sitting next to him. He had hardly taken a bi
She was gasping and moaning while clutching hard on the metal as he thrusted in and out of her, discarding all restraints. Her hips hit the railing repeatedly as he pumped her violently.She was bent over the railing with her ass up in the air for her husband who was fucking her from behind like a wild animal. His large callous hands were splayed over her hips with his heavy balls slapping against her clit, every time he slammed into her. The shimmering Eiffel tower in front of her held no allure as her attention was captivated by his thick rigid cock which was currently pumping into her with ruthless ferocity.she could feel his hot breath on the side of her neck and the beads of his sweat dripping down on her inflammable back despite the cold night.He withdrew a couple of inches then
With a swift turn, Killian took over the maroon car.The smaller vehicle screeched to a halt. Killian opened the door and got down his SUV. He scanned the surrounding beneath his shades and lastly rested his eyes on the car. One by one, the men started climbing out of the car.Killian remained calm like the surface of ocean water. He didn’t react even when they yanked Bella out like an animal. The man knew one reaction from him could result in the termination of her life. So he acted unaffected.His heart was raging with a fierce vengeance but he held himself back and watched the man manhandling his woman. He silently vowed that he will make them pay with their blood for every drop of tears she spilled.The man didn’t know he w
Killian's POVHe watched her walking away. His Bella was leaving him. An excruciating pain tore through his anxious heart, benumbing his senses. He called her. He begged her. His vision blurred as he felt something warm trailing down his cheek. He was crying. His heart was restless, it was twisting in agony.The rough edges of the cuff dug into his skin, drawing out blood as he struggled against it to reach her.His pleading voice as he begged her to stay sounded foreign to his ear. He was a conqueror, he ruled his world with an iron fist. This voice was known for barking orders and issuing threats. He was never the one to plead but here the tables had turned. The man who ruled the world was on his knees now, begging for his woman to stay. It is in that moment he realized, how she had turned everything upside do
Did you or did you not trade the information?" he slammed the butt of the gun against the back of his head."I..I did..I am sorry, forgive me. I became greedy for money," Sweat poureddown from every pore of his body. As he joined his tremblinghands and pleaded with tears streaming down his eyes. He wason his knees."An inheritance claimed too soon will not be blessed at the end," Killian skimmed the barrel of the gun down his bloodstained cheek. The man looked up at him, confused."I reckon you don't reed bible, eh" Killian smirked. In all honesty, he also had never read the bible but staying with his devotee wife, he unintentionally had memorized a few verses. Let's say, he had memorizedhalf of the holy book. The consequences of marrying a
Killian was on tenterhooks as he spedtowards the hospital. Ten minutes ago, he was in his office, getting readyfor a presentation when Natashacalledand told him about Ara. He dropped everything right that moment and departed for the hospital where his wife was admitted.He hastily stopped the car and climbed out. With long, urgent strides, he walked towards the receptionist and asked her about his wife. One moment later, the woman told him the room she was in. Killian turned and hurriedtowards the mentioned room.He stoppedoutside the labor room and swiped a hand down his face in nervousness. Right on cue, a doctor opened the door and sauntered out. Killian stopped him."Is my wife alright?" he asked.
"But we are married," she looked confused."I want to see love for me in your eyeswhen you will say "I do,"he disclosedsoftly. This was the softest side of him. A side that didn't exist for the world. A side only she evoked and according to him deserved.Ara's lips curved into a smile as she raised her hands and raked her fingers through his silky sweaty air. "I would love to," she stated, lifting her head andbrushing her lips against his. Killian captured her lips into a heartfelt kiss."Pack your bags. We will head out in the eveningtomorrow," he murmured against her lips.Her brows pulled together in confusion."Where?" she askedHis eyes twinkled with excitement as he looked into her eyes."Paris," he stated and pulled her lips into anotherdeep kiss...........Ara stared at her reflection t
Ara had organized a family dinner to celebrate Killian's birthday. Sophia, Natasha, Santiago all were invited. The day was big and she didn't want to leave any stone unturned. Luckily, she had the whole day toarrange as Killian had already left for work in the morning. Poor guy, he couldn't get rest even on his birthday. But it was good in a way, he wouldn't have let her even out of their bedroom if he had stayed home.Ara let the maids cook all the dishes as she didn't know much about Spanish food. She only cooked Killian's favorite and thedessert."Bro, the enticing aroma of your food can be smelled from the maingate of the mansion. The guards areliterally salivating," Natasha entered the kitchen, eyeing the food with keen interest.Ara turned and smiled."They are in luck then. I've made some for them too," she stated."You are an angel, Ara," Natasha said, grabbingsomepieces of c