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Angelic isn't well, her pale and slightly flushed face, like someone who's been crying or holding back tears, says it. I can't contain my anger at the thought that Bradley might have been the reason for her tears. However, in retrospect, she looked different even before lunch, which didn't end. Bradley gives him another comforting hug, like the friend he claims to be, and reluctantly walks out.ANASTÁCIA'S POV While I try to free my thoughts from the worst possibilities, I see a man approaching, smiling. In a few seconds, my conscience comes back to the surface, and I recognize him, it's Bradley. I stand up and greet him, also smiling, or trying to smile. -"Angelic, you look even more beautiful to me," he murmurs in a loud tone. The red tip of his nose and sunken eyes are not my definition of beauty! -"Hi, Bradley," I greet. My inner goddess went on a happiness strike, and won't be able to smile and jump for a while. -"What happened? Were you crying?" He whispers sadly, as if he
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-"Ah" I let out an involuntary moan. I hear Ethan's half smile. He gently runs his hand down my thighs until he reaches my sex. Everything below my waist is tingling with fire and desire. "I really love your moans, Angelic," he says appreciatively, then lifts himself above me, resting his body on his elbows. The distance between us is thin and insignificant. I pull his hair and kiss him passionately, crying out for his tongue. His hands travel to my breasts, squeezing, claiming, clamoring, groping. I moan against his mouth, tilting my pelvis against his erection, telling him in actions that I want him! "Ethan," I call his name like a litany that doesn't leave my lips. I arch my back, to get the most vivid sensation of body heat. Needy and wanting. His smile widens at my plea, even though there's no time, the control is his, and he'll use it with whatever cunning he wants. Ethan unties the laces of the corset that are attached to the stocking, with eternal slowness. He takes advant
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"Nice tie," I appreciate. "It'll be on the bedroom floor tonight," he assures. I can't help but smile broadly. Ethan being Ethan! "I hope so," I whisper. I consider the possibility that we have twenty minutes before I really need to be at SIP. -"Ryan, take Mrs. Donneli when she's ready," Ethan orders Ryan, who is in the lobby, waiting for the time we'll leave, supposedly together, mistakenly separated. He approaches and kisses my forehead, to ease the bad feeling that my disappointed face shows. -"Eat something before you go, this is not a request," he murmurs firmly. Ethan tilts his face, and kisses me quickly, barely giving me the chance to feel his lips on mine. -"See you later," he whispers. -"See you later," I repeat. He kisses me a second time, and heads to his office. Okay, it's not like I don't know about the reality of work and commitments that involve us.●●From: Angelic DonneliSubject: ViolentDate: February 15, 2012 5:32 PMTo: Ethan DonneliI'm looking forward to
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-"then do it, bury yourself in me and fuck me senseless" I suggest. He leans in and kisses me, passionately and prolonging our precious touch. His tongue says in actions how much he needed me from the first moment. I grab his button-down shirt and bring his body closer. Ethan places his hand on my silhouette and pulls me towards him. The proximity is still not enough! Our lips are framed perfectly. His mouth has a refreshing taste, giving a new meaning to the kiss. I begin to unbutton his shirt skillfully. This is more than the thousandth time I have done this. At the same pace, he undoes the tie of the robe I am wearing. When we are out of breath, he pulls away. Ethan helps me unbutton his light shirt. My fingers brush his chest, a welcome contact. -"my world spins beneath your feet, Angelic Donneli" he whispers. My heart melts, and I pull him against me, forcing his mouth on mine, claiming my man, my husband! -"I love you," I say breathlessly. The shadow of a smile crosses his l
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"Hi, Hanna. Nice skirt," I say. She's wearing a red pencil skirt, which contrasts well with her skin. "Nice dress, hair, watch, shoes...did I forget something?" she jokes. We walk to my office, which will keep me busy with tons of tasks. Hanna's joke has made my morning less tense, and I'm grateful for that. I leave my burgundy leather bag on the table and fish out my BlackBerry. -"Can we pass you my schedule?" I ask. I sit behind the table, and Hanna remains standing near the armchair, reading today's schedule on her Macbook. -"You have a meeting with Mr. Mecness in twenty minutes," Hanna says. Just the last name "Macness" reminds me of Charlotte, I detest that woman. What else was missing for a fucked up day, besides Charlotte? -"Sure, Hanna. Can you bring me some tea?" I ask, to clear my mind about the Mecness issue. Fuck the rest of my schedule! -"Sure. I'll send you your schedule by email," she says. -"Please," I ask. She leaves the room quickly. I like Hanna's professional
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-"Hi, baby," he answers on the second ring. His voice full of longing makes me wonder why we don't stay home today. -"Hi, I thought you might like to know that you're married to a voracious business woman," I say, still excited about closing a big deal, and under my demands. How well have I learned from Ethan? -"Oh Mrs. Donneli, I know your convincing qualities. If you can bring me to my knees at your feet, you can bring anyone," she murmurs. Does he think so? That I bring him to my feet? In reality, he does me however he wants and whenever he wants. I'm not the one who has him at my feet! -"I don't think so. I just...would like to celebrate," I whisper shyly, biting my lip to contain my excitement. -"I know you're biting your lip, baby. So stop, just the image of your teeth on your lip drives me crazy," I say. Holy shit, how exactly does he know my reactions? -"As for celebrating, I don't think that's possible today," Ethan states. Immediately, I remember his sister and it's unl
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Suddenly, I feel docile eyes watching me. I lift my head to find a blue-eyed angel staring at me. Angelic turns my gray day into a shower of flowers. Her gaze penetrates my soul, and tears my problems and illnesses with her hands. I feel comfort flooding me. -"Hi," she greets. Oh baby, if you knew how happy I am to see you, you would run into my arms and we would lose ourselves in each other, inside this office. -"Hi...come here," I suggest with the silliest of smiles on my face. Maybe she is still fucking angry, but we can deal with her anger later. Angelic walks with shaky and clumsy steps towards me. In any other woman, this would be intolerable, worthy of correction. However, when it comes to my Angelic, this act indicates her purity. I open my arms and receive her in my lap. Angelic sits on me, resting her head on my chest, inhaling my fragrance. -"You have a divine aroma," she exclaims passionately. This woman can take me from heaven to hell with five words. -"just like you
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-"I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and you need me, I'll be here" he states with love, passion and reverence in his eyes. How I love Angelic, only she can awaken in me the desire to live, to live for and with her. - "I love you, Mrs. Donneli" I say smiling. My best gift was this woman. What did I do to deserve this goddess sent by God?I call Welch, if anyone can do a thorough investigation, it's him. Angelic in the shower is an opportune time to call. -"Welch" I say in an even tone. My mood is 'post-fuck', and that means a good thing. -"Yes, Mr. Donneli" he answers yawning. What's wrong with my team? Have I not been letting them get enough sleep? -"I need you to locate that son of a bitch Hyde" I say in a tone only he can hear. As much as I'm in the room, and Angelic in the bathroom, this is one part of the story that I don't need his knowledge of. -"Locate Jack Hyde? I could do it tomorrow..." Welch begins, but I interrupt him abruptly. -"I want it today, you'll have... two
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You fucking psychotic son of a bitch!I think about staying still so I don't give him what he wants. My obedience and submission. I turn my face when he's close enough to kiss me.I just chose the hard way.No, I can't allow Jack to touch me and do everything he plans without a fight. He's a maniac! I'd say I gave him what he asked for, at the very least! Not to mention the disgust I would feel for my own body when I remembered his hands on me and me... me allowing it.Fuck it! Let him hurt me, but he won't do it easily.-"This isn't going to end well, Jack. Let me go, please," I beg, in one last attempt. My face still tilted to the right. Blood dripping directly onto the floor. Our breaths are fast and heavy.He opens his mouth to mutter a response, but is stopped by the noise, now truly impossible to ignore. I wasn't hallucinating!Along with the noise, the door of the house is knocked to the ground. With the recent scare, Jack lets go of me and I fall, unable to stay standing on my
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-"The current location?" I dare ask. I'm not surprised he needed pressure to get the woman to talk.-"Yes, sir. Hyde and Mrs. Lincoln are in a Parksville car cemetery on I-5, twenty miles away from the Cruze that was used for the kidnapping." The last word sends a shiver through my body, sending my soul to hell for a few seconds.-"Does Welch know?"-"He and Barney are doing the course analysis, sir."-"contact Detective Clark before sending any men to the address. It could be a setup."-"Yes, sir. We'll be ready for that, too," Taylor states in a way that only he could do to give me confidence.-"Excellent"-"I'd like to do this my way, before I contact Clark. I know types like Hyde in a way he'd never understand." His tone doesn't disguise the hint of emotion, finally free to act on his own terms.-"Okay, Taylor. Call me when you're ready to act," I command. The feeling of control is back in me, and I'm the fucking master of this ship.-"I will, Mr. Donneli. Welch is doing the plann
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Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing gets better.(When I lay with you I could stay there, close my eyes Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing is better)**CHRISTIAN POVMy cell phone vibrates on the table in recognition of a call. I answer, knowing it's Welch with some information I don't yet have.-"Donneli" I say when I answer.-"Mr. Donneli, I've been in touch with the guys I know, well, in the counterfeiting business." He seems hesitant, perhaps because he's confessing to his boss that he has access to this type of person.I don't give a fucking shit.-"And…" I encourage.-"Did any of them recognize the car?" I continue asking.-"Yeah, a crooked mechanic from California. Los Angeles, to be specific. Denney Cooper recognized the plate, and admitted to having it made for some strange guy. Almost six feet tall, dark hair, military build, and an unmistakable tattoo. Something about a bow and arrow on his arm." I listen carefully and take in the man's f
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Upon entering his wife's office, to his sudden surprise, Ethan found it empty. Taylor accompanied him, to make sure that events were occurring correctly, as usual. The man became desperate, and the worst thoughts about Jack haunted his mind. His inability to say or do anything was obvious, because somewhere, his wife was with a maniac.-"Gather your men and search for her in every possible place in the city," he growled at Taylor, who immediately fished his BlackBerry out of his pocket to begin his mission. It was a matter of necessity for both of them. He walked away from his boss as he started a call, barking orders and commands, as he knew he should.At that moment, Ethan swore to himself that he would kill Jack if he caused harm to Angelic.'Doesn't the son of a bitch get tired of tormenting us?' He thought to himself, at the height of his anguish.Taylor, after his call, walked towards the furiously possessed man to inform him of the recent news.-"They're checking the building's
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- "Now, let's go to your office," she asks politely, as if I had any other alternative. I turn to the exit, and, just in case, she puts her gun back up. Maybe the possibility of another failure in the plan could screw up a lot of things. I walk out of the meeting room in calm steps, followed by Beatrice. The only sound made is our shoes hitting the floor. My heels make louder sounds, due to my apprehension, which becomes worse considering the emptiness on the third floor. Hanna is also not at her desk, and, before shit happened, I missed her in the meeting room. When I reach my office, I open the door so we can go in. The lights are purposely off. I turn on the light, pretending not to be scared by Beatrice's presence. She comes in behind me, and, seeing that there is no need to keep cocking her gun, she puts away the gun. - "Do you want money?" I ask. Mrs. Ethan Donnelly would be a gold mine for any lunatic son of a bitch! Why else would I have a woman with a gun in my office? -"i
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Angelic POV●●SIP After finishing the call with Ethan, I throw my BlackBerry on the table, which, by the way, is full of papers. How could I go home when I have tons of manuscripts? I look at the Macbook, which is on, open to the electronic page of my daily agenda. Today, I have a meeting about finances, which is completely unavoidable! I open the first drawer of my desk and put my personal objectives, such as a bag, glasses and cell phone, in it. The meeting will start in twenty minutes, but I know that the senior editors have their clocks ahead, and at that moment, they should be in the room. I am, ironically, twenty minutes late! I get up from the table and leave the office. Before that, I check my wristwatch, which shows 6:30 pm. I will do my best to keep the meeting short. I close the door to my office to avoid any unforeseen events later. Hanna is not at her desk, so I assume she is in the kitchen making some coffee, the only shit that keeps people confined for hours in a ro
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-"You showed competence and responsibility as director of fiction at SIP" he comments. I don't know where this conversation is headed, but I don't think I'll be able to make an obscene insinuation. "I have a demanding boss," I joke. Ethan wets his lips with his tongue, carrying a lascivious smile. I had an example of his demandingness two minutes ago! "It's good that he is. But I would really like you to be CEO of SIP." His words scare me. Me as CEO of SIP? I don't know if that's the best choice. What could I do that he doesn't? "Ethan, I'm not qualified," I murmur in astonishment. I can't deny my happiness at knowing that he trusts me with such a responsibility. "You're more than qualified, Angelic, and you'll have help initially, then you'll be able to manage it entirely on your own," he suggests. "What if I bankrupt SIP?" I ask. It's not smart to put fifty people's jobs in my hands! "As long as you're interested in your job, I'll keep it." He frowns, as if it were obvious. We
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-"You said you have a brother, of whom you have no memories," I murmur, seeking divine enlightenment. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Breathe, Donneli! -"yes, I did." -"this brother must be twenty-eight?" I ask. Oh shit, why the fuck is this so hard? -"what do you mean? Did you have any information about him? Yes, yes, he would be that age." She can barely get the words out of her mouth. -"understanding," Angelic reminds her. Emily closes her eyes, and begins a rhythmic process of inhaling and exhaling. -"I might have some news about your brother," I say. A small smile forms on my lips, and Emily notices. She's a smart girl. -"I thought he was dead, because, well...my mother is dead," she murmurs. -"unless..." She takes a second to process it, perhaps putting the story in order for herself. -"oh no, no, no! You? You're...you?" She points at me, and brings her hand back to cover her mouth. -"Fuck! You're my brother" her eyes widen and fill with tears
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-"I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and you need me, I'll be here" he states with love, passion and reverence in his eyes. How I love Angelic, only she can awaken in me the desire to live, to live for and with her. - "I love you, Mrs. Donneli" I say smiling. My best gift was this woman. What did I do to deserve this goddess sent by God?I call Welch, if anyone can do a thorough investigation, it's him. Angelic in the shower is an opportune time to call. -"Welch" I say in an even tone. My mood is 'post-fuck', and that means a good thing. -"Yes, Mr. Donneli" he answers yawning. What's wrong with my team? Have I not been letting them get enough sleep? -"I need you to locate that son of a bitch Hyde" I say in a tone only he can hear. As much as I'm in the room, and Angelic in the bathroom, this is one part of the story that I don't need his knowledge of. -"Locate Jack Hyde? I could do it tomorrow..." Welch begins, but I interrupt him abruptly. -"I want it today, you'll have... two
