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Love Hurts THIRTY SIX Saved by the Ring
Martin POV . . Until now, when I was in my office, I was still chewing what Dakota told me this morning. She was right on some point. Where could she get money to pay gangsters to kill me? She was just a freaking simple woman who luckily received a vast inheritance from her dead parents. Aside from us, she had no connections to other gangsters at all. Aside from that, she shared the same opinion with my mom. I should look at the bottom of the issue and not just the top. I glanced at the sealed documents in my open drawer, pondering what was written inside. That was the agreement for the smuggled weapons on the shoot-out. For the second time, we lost millions of dollars in just a couple of hours. For the second time, the big godfathers all over the world would scrutinize how I handled my businesses in the state. I was now just waiting for the grand meeting. I was about to read it again when my door burst open. I slid the drawer closed and locked it with my pin, Dakota's birth
Love Hurts THIRTY SEVEN After Dakota
Shantel let out an annoying groan upon hearing the ring. She shot Luke's name on the caller ID, a scowl, reluctant to get off my desk. Her hands that were wrapped around my neck were still tangled like poisonous snakes. "I have to take that, bellissima!" I told her, my voice was clothed with sweetness, something I hadn't used to her for a long time. Yet, she insisted on staying this way, like a sloth hanging tightly on a tree branch. My phone's ringing non-stop, which only meant one thing. The call was very important. "Bellissima, why not get me a cup of coffee for a while? You know how much I like the way you make my coffee!" giving her a light kiss on her cheek if this still wouldn't work, boy, I might as well just forget I was just feigning and push her to the floor. "But tesoro mio!" she even swayed her shoulders while pouting her lips, acting cute but not even close to someone I knew. Shantel was always the serious business-type woman. Playing sweet and adorable didn't suit he
Love Hurts THIRTY EIGHT Escaping From Him
Dakota POV . . It's f*cking hurt! This mere sacrifice I made just to escape from that gigantic cage. D*mn, my arm's still in pain like b*tch. Purposely slipping on a wet bathroom floor was torture-suicide, I would not recommend it. However, at least I was now out, more than an hour away from his mansion. The nurse wrapped a bandage around my arm, making it hard to move, but it lessened the pain so far. Now, all I had to do was steal some time to stealthily leave this hospital. This was a private hospital in the countryside, and they were not exactly strict when it came to organizing, or the staff here were just too lazy to work. Their stuff is everywhere, including their uniforms and laboratory gowns. I got up from the bed and ambled to the door. Peeping through the slightly open entrance, I saw two nurses talking to each other while passing by. I gasped when one of the nurses took off her lab gown and tossed it in the bin while her companion was waiting. "Perfect!" I
Love Hurts THIRTY NINE Share a Room
"When I said you have to stay here for a while, I meant it!" he pushed me to the room, almost spraining my ankle. "Ah!" I screamed, scowling at him as I lifted my head just to meet his furious gaze. "That's hurt!" I even forgot my other arm was bandaged, and it was f*cking painful when I unintentionally raised it to point at his annoying face. I hissed at the discomfort I felt, twitching my lips while my glare was glued on him. "What do you want from me, anyway? Why can't you just let me go?" I roared while trying to get up. He stepped forward and pressed my chin, his face just an inch away from mine, his fresh mint breath tickling my nose. "Not until I find the truth that you're not involved with the shoot-out, you'll be staying here!" his tone was stern, and his eyes were hinting at something I couldn't fathom. "I already told you it was not me. Why would I plan on killing you and not doing it properly?" I lifted my head, leveling his deep stare. "If that was me, I should ha
Love Hurts FORTY Never Mess with Me
Dinner time! . I stared at the juicy steak on my plate while listening to the clutching sound of Martin's cutlery. "Aren't you going to eat?" he asked while chewing his food. When I shifted my glance at him, he was now sipping his red wine while his stare was fixed on me. "I'm not really hungry!" I uttered under my breath but also cursed my stomach internally for making a rumbling sound. I clearly saw his smirk from the corner of his lips. Even from that simple action he did while holding a glass of wine, it was so sexual to see. He gently put the glass on the table and continued eating. "Okay, if that's what you said!" he muttered while cutting the steak on his plate. I thought for a moment he was just feigning not to care, but as minutes passed, he never glanced at me again. That made my blood boil. I grunted and dragged the chair. I got up and marched out of the dining room. I was famishing, yes! But I also hated his guts. What was that attitude he was showing this time?
Love Hurts FORTY ONE We are Doomed
Luke POV . . I was full of joy. Finally, I could take some time off tonight. Guarding a strong-headed woman like Ms. Weasly drained my energy a lot. "Someone's so happy!" Mariana chimed in behind me. I just glanced over my shoulder and smiled at her. "Looks like someone can sleep early tonight and can wake up late tomorrow, huh?!" she quipped. I turned around and raised the glass of red wine to her. "Cheers to that, Mariana. The same must go with you, too!" I told her with a wink. "Oh! Well, I need to prepare for their breakfast!" she shrugged off while pouring herself a glass of wine. "But who knows, right?!" she also winked, knowing what we both meant. "I'm telling you, you're not gonna prepare for breakfast. A late lunch or early dinner, maybe!" I whispered while glancing around, thinking somebody could have heard us. But the thing was, aside from boss and Ms. Weasly, it was just me and Mariana who lived in this mansion. The Scarred-face Gang was scattered everyw
Love Hurts FORTY TWO She was Mine!
Martin POV . . "Boss, I swear I didn't look!" Luke came rushing in. Fear was visible in his eyes. He untied me right away while trying to keep his distance. "Boss, whatever punishment you will give me, I will acce~" "Where is she?" I cut his bubbles off. Massaging the wrists that Dakota had just tied, d*mn it left a red mark. Luke hastily handed me my shirt that was on the floor. "She's with Mariana, boss!" he was still gasping. "We told her!" he whispered. "I know!" I calmly replied. Luke was shocked by my answer. His mouth was hung, ajar. "You couldn't untie me here if you didn't tell her!" I was aware that Dakota could turn our heads not just sideways but also upside down. Luke pursed his lips tight and bobbed his head twice, agreeing with my opinion. "She can be a perfect mafia Don if she's just a man!" he uttered, unaware that I heard him. "F*ck, you're right about that!" I fixed my collar, leaving my shirt unbuttoned, and strode out of the room. Luke followed me
Love Hurts FORTY THREE The Heir of the Throne
"Oh, that's f*cking good, babe! Yes!" her hips were writhing while I thrust harder. Her scream was f*cking giving me incredible insanity. I was aware that Luke and Mariana could hear us, but who cared? "Like this, kitty? Want more?" I groaned. I felt I was close to c*m. My right hand gripped her butt cheek tight, while my left tugged a volume of her hair, making her moan. Based on her expression, her sultry sound was both for pain and pleasure. "Yes, babe! Yes. Oh, Martin!" the way she called my name was melody in my ears, d*mn I wanted all of her. From the strand of her hair to the tip of her toenail. "Babe, I'm gonna c*m!" she screamed. "Not yet, kitty!" I commanded. "Disobey me, and you'll face my punishment!" I told her while I kept thrusting her p*ssy. I heard a whimper as she bit her lower lip, her doe eyes were fixed on me. "Babe, let me, please!" every time she was about to c*m, I would stop or slow down. The look of frustration was written all over her reddish face.
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