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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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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
Last Updated : 2025-01-22MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME 1
Angelic POVCause I wanna touch you, baby. And I wanna feel you too I wanna see the sun rise On your sins, just me and you Light it up, on the run Let's make love tonight Make it up, fall in love('Cause I wanna touch you, baby And I wanna feel you too I wanna see the sun rise Over your sins, just you and me Heat things up, we're on the run Let's make love tonight Get closer, fall in love)I wake up dazed. Holy shit, I had a nightmare! Looking over the side of the bed, I can't find Ethan. The curtains are closed and the lamp is off, which makes my vision poor. Sleep doesn't make my eyesight stronger either.I run both hands over my face and yawn lazily. The clock reads 2:38. Oh my!The bedroom door opens and a gloriously dressed Ethan in his pajama pants and bare torso walks in. His hair is disheveled, which I think makes him look sexier.-"What made you lose sleep?" He asks as his gaze settles on me.-"a nightmare" I reply frowning. Ethan continues his walk to the bed and
Last Updated : 2024-10-13MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME 2
In the dark, in the middle of nowhere) night In the silence, when there is no one by your side)It fits perfectly between my legs. Ethan runs his fingers down the back of my dress and begins to undo the buttons from the bottom up.Even as he cautiously opens the dress, his fingers touch the bare skin of my back, causing goosebumps that start at the nape of my neck and end at my belly. I rotate my hips on his pants-covered cock, to cause friction between us both. Ethan moans against my lips, a deep, guttural moan that fuels my libido.His mouth diverts its delicious attacks and heads towards my neck, leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to the cleavage of my breasts.-"Ethan" I call pulling his hair. I want him inside me, his mouth roaming my skin, feeling him release himself inside me, hearing his moans.I want anything I can get from this man.As the buttons of my dress are undone, Ethan slides the straps off my shoulders, revealing my braless breasts. He grins lewdly as he
Last Updated : 2024-10-13MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME 3
-"In that case, I'm looking forward to our bath later," Ethan jokes.We are, Mr. Donneli.A twinge is felt deep in my belly. Christ! How can he turn me on with a couple of words?-"I am too"**Angelic POVI wake up feeling my body warm as if something was wrapped around it. It's not like I don't know why.I open my eyes to the light streaming through the windows. Ethan has his legs entwined with mine and his face buried in the crook of my neck.It's an adjustable position, but I prefer having him curled up against me. My body fits well against his, and after sex I want nothing less than to sleep warm and curled up against him. I blink a few times to get used to the sunlight.-"Good morning," I hear Ethan's voice murmur sleepily, and hot as hell. I roll my eyes at the thought, he always has the sexy voice.-"Good morning, Mr. Donneli," I reply. Ethan lifts his face so that my gaze, even lazy, meets his.-"Did you sleep well?" He asks with inviting glances. I smile sideways and bring
Last Updated : 2024-10-13MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME 4
My workday goes by quickly. I write reports and fill out an absurd amount of paperwork. It's glorious that lunchtime has already arrived; I have calluses on my fingers. Someone knocks twice on the door.-"Come in," I say absently. The door opens, revealing Lough with a bag from a Thai restaurant.-"Your lunch, Mrs. Donneli" he says lifting the bag.-"Thank you. Leave it on the table," I reply. As he makes his way to the table, I'm curious about the dog. Did he eat it? It would be a plus if he were alive. With the cold, I don't think he'll survive much longer.-"Lough, about the dog... did he eat?" I ask. He sets the bag down on the table and looks directly at me, perhaps intrigued by my concern for the dog.-"Yes, ma'am," he answers. I nod and he leaves the room. I can't deny that I really want to take the dog with me, but I need to consult with the manager. In any case, I'm more courageous when it comes to email or text messages.I pick up the BlackBerry that's on the table, I was
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I pull my right leg up as far as my hand can reach and unzip my boot. I repeat the process with my left boot and soon I am free of my clothes except for my panties.I hook my thumbs into the sides of my panties and let them slide down my legs. I walk over to the bed with its dark red sheets and lie down on it.It doesn't take long and soon Ethan walks in through the door that I didn't bother to close. He looks glorious in his jeans and bare feet. I just love the sight of his bare feet!-"Good girl. Now turn around so your face is facing the bed and your ass is facing me." He orders in a hoarse voice. I turn around, placing my breasts and belly against the mattress. I don't see him, I just feel something cold, maybe a rope, wrapping around my ankle. He pulls my ankle and ties it, using the same rope, to the canopy of the bed.Ethan ties my feet, one at each end of the bed and I find myself spread-eagled and vulnerable.He takes my left hand, which is resting at my side, and captures t
Last Updated : 2024-10-13MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME 7
-"José, you must be tired," I say. This conversation has already gone as far as it should. We both need a break, and thinking about it, I haven't had a break since the first hour of the day!-"You're right," he agrees. José takes a hundred dollar bill out of his pocket and leaves it on the counter.-"I need to rest," he murmurs. He stands up and I repeat his gesture, standing up too.-"I would really appreciate a ride," José says.I would never deny him a ride, especially when he's drunk and shaken up like he is.-"and I would be more than happy to make it available to you," I murmur. He extends his arm to me and I link my arm through his.-"I appreciate it, Annie," he says as we walk out of the bar.●●As soon as I arrive at Escala, I leave my bag and boots in the lobby. I can't describe how sore my feet are.The lights in Ethan's office are still on.I also take off my blazer before heading to the office. After the fabric is off my body, I leave it on the couch.I walk to the offic
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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
