ROSE When I arrived at the office Ryan wasn’t there. And, without him it felt like something was missing. I didn't bother to look into that line of thought, for obvious reasons and then being that I was going crazy. Instead, I checked all the emails, prepared the schedule for the day and for the next day. It was around one in the afternoon that I started to think about him once again. There was no sign of him and Arjun. There was no e-mail describing my duties and no calls, no messages. Despite myself, my mind ventured into worrying mode and I wondered if something bad had happened back in New York and he just left. He wouldn’t just leave like that, leaving everything behind at a moment’s notice. Will he? It’d be a good thing for me if he did, right? I won’t have to obey his stupid contràct anymore. Then, why do I care? My mind knew I was being ridiculous because if he’d just go back from where he came from then I would be free but no, I was feeling like if he left then I’d lose
ROSEI took a deep breath before I entered the lion’s den and as soon as I entered I was hunted down. Ryan wrapped his hand around my throat and slammed me back against the glass door which were quickly becoming frosted so no one could see what’s going to happen inside his office. For a moment as I looked at his stormy gaze and impassive face, I wondered if Ryan behaved like this with all his Pas. And then I remembered that this was just me because I had let my anger take hold of me and had slapped him. But right then I wanted to do it again. The insufferable arsehôle thought himself to be someone who needs to be worshipped and respected, but I won’t do any of those until I think he deserves it. I looked around the office, and my eyes widened seeing that all the things from his desk were strewn around the floor. The vase that had once graced the stool beside the sofa was broken and the drawers of the desk were open while most of the files were on the floor with their documents sc
RYAN She was magnificent. Beautiful. Exquisite. Breath-taking. The rage inside me still simmered but it wasn’t as violent as it was when I had been standing behind her and she was hugging that piece of shit, Aditya. She said he was family, but I had seen in his eyes the way he'd looked at her. He was half obsessed and fully in love with her. And, she had no idea. I had seen how that bastard’s eyes had travelled from her face to her toned legs that looked sexier in those heels and I didn’t miss the flare of heat in his eyes when they had paused on her breàsts. The dress I had chosen for her was perfect on her, accentuating her figure, and making her look so delectable I doubted any man out there won’t want her. Buy she was mine. I had picked that dress for her so she could wear it for me and no one else. She wasn’t for any other man, she was my property. When I’d heard her saying that she missed that bastàrd I had wanted to snatch her away from his arms and throw her over my, l
ROSE It took me a minute to calm my racing heart after the door shut behind him when he left. I recalled the words that were exchanged between us and cringed when I thought back to the words I had thrown back at him. With the face like his and the bank account like his, I didn't think he had ever had a difficulty find a willing woman for his bed and still I said what I said when I panicked. I knew he would never force me, it wasn’t in him. And, I knew my words hurt him but what about the hurt that I was feeling. He took away my freedom. Looking around, I decided to get on with it as it will do me no good to unnecessary anger the monster anymore. For a second I contemplated donning back my dress but then remembered his cryptic comment, “I’ll know”, he probably had cameras in here somewhere. The arsehôle. It was a little awkward strutting about in his office only in my bra and panties, despite the fact that they were more expensive than any other outfit in my entire wardrobe. But
ROSE As I reached the exit doors, the doorman opened it for me and informed me that Mr Johnson was waiting outside in the black Audi. I rolled my eyes knowing that he will probably give me a lecture on my tardiness even though it was only a few minutes. When I saw the car, I shook my head. It was one of those cars that billionaires buy to show off. Flashy and expensive. He probably bought it to boost his ego, like he needed to do so. He was the most arrogant and egoistical arsehôle I’d ever met.The only part that gave me a solace of relief was the fact that I didn’t have to look for his car as it was idling just outside the door and I didn’t have to walk around much with that stupid thing inside me that I feltwith every step. The car door opened with a click as I neared it and I slid inside without a word. I didn’t even spare him a glance and just flat out ignored his existence, even though I knew I couldn’t do that forever but it felt nice. I took a moment to look around myself
ROSE “Rose.” The abrupt command like voice had my head snapping up to look at him. The muscle in his jaw was ticking overtime as he glared at me, making me wonder what has his knickers in a twist now. I smiled at my inner dialogue. “Have you decided what you’d like to order?” Ryan asked me, his gaze flicking to the waiter standing beside me. I noticed how his one hand was resting on the table in a tight fist while the other tapped continuously on his thigh. I looked up with a smile for the waiter who was waiting patiently for us to order. He was a young man, probably in his mid-twenties, around my age. And, he looked kind of cute, boyish. He smiled back at me and asked, “What will you like to order, Ma’am?” I looked at his name tag as I said, “No, actually I’m little confused with all this.” I gestured to the menu as I said that. “I’ll have what he’s having, Piyush.” “Good choice. But, I’d really like to surprise you with one of the special dessert of our restaurant.” Piyu
RYAN The scent of her was driving me crazy. The little gasp and that adorable hitch in her breath had me wanting to rip her clothes off and have my dirty way with her. But, I made a promise to her that without her consent we wouldn't have sex and I would damn well stick to that promise even if it kîlled me. And yet, I was going to have my hands on her without breaking my promise. As I’ve mentioned before I'm no gentleman and there were other ways to have my hands on her without actually doing the deed. With a smug smile, I drove us toward our apartment but not there, not yet. I had plans which involved me finally having a taste of her. I was fûcking starving for it. I have never wanted a woman, desired someone, like I did her. I knew that if I happened to be anywhere near the bed then I was not sure if I could stop myself which was why I parked the car near the beach that was behind our building. It took just a small amount of cash and here we were, secluded, all alone, on the b
RYAN When I pulled her panties down, her mouth opened and she was about to say something but I closed the distance between us and kissed her open mouth. I swallowed her gasp when I pulled the toy free from her. “Shh… It’s okay.” I caressed her, a leisurely caress on her naked back. Her body arched into mine as her hands released their hold on my shoulders and wrapped around my neck while she kissed me back. She was so fûcking responsive, my cöck ached to be inside her. I couldn’t control my hands, they roamed over her. From her shoulders to her plump and tight arse. I gripped her arsecheeks and she willingly came closer to me. Giving into the desire coursing through me, to see her, to admire every inch of her nakéd flesh, I pushed the button to open my side of the door with my free hand. Then I wrapped my arm around her and she fused closer to me, clinging to me like a baby monkey, as she deepened the kiss.When I put my o
The following books are for mature audiences with dark themes and Anti-heroes that you'll hate but end up loving them. These books contain intense sèxual themes and can/may have non/con, dubious consent. These are dark books. All these books are COMPLETED. 1. CAGED-A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTÎVE ROMANCE ____ Blurb ____ ERICA Kidnapped. Sold. Caged. I should’ve known. But with the monster I was familiar with locked in a mental asylum I stopped looking over my shoulder. And that’s when the real monster in a Armani suit, with beautiful face and a dark accent decided to haunt my dreams and every waking moment. Antonio Rossi. He bought me for the reasons unknown and now I’m a captive in his billion dollar cage. It has cliffs and forests and river. It has everything but the peace and freedom— two things I have dreamed of since childhood. He is ruthless in his quest to make me understand who’s the master of my faith. He says that I belong to him, that he owns me. A
THREE WEEKS AFTER HE LEFT…. ROSE For the second time I woke up in the darkened hospital room, this time alone. As I looked through my blurry eyes, I realised that it was the same room and same hospital in which I had woken up seven days after he disappeared from my life. I blinked a few more times thinking why I couldn’t see properly and realised a moment later when I felt the wet trails on my temple. Fuck! What was wrong with me? I was a crying mess and I was tired of crying! I just wanted to feel nothing. It was too damn much. I couldn’t stop this churning in my stomach. I couldn’t understand what I had become. I wasn’t this person. I couldn’t even imagine how I had come to this. No one would believe me if I told them that I was the same woman who had been kidnapped and suffered near rape. And still managed to live on.But, here I was, a hollow shell of a person I once was. I felt sorry for the woman I was, a woman who knew how to fight, who was stronger than I was now but n
ROSE I woke up to the sun shining from the window. The room still smelled of Ryan. The sheets smelled of us. And I smiled as I remembered last night. God, I had confessed my love for him. He had made such beautiful promises to me. He’d made vows to me. He loved me. He didn’t say it in words but it was in his vows. I looked at the time, it showed seven forty in the morning which means he’d still be here in the apartment. When I flipped the covers off my body, my eyes stayed as wide as saucers. What the fuck!! I wanted to laugh… and get angry at him. He had covered my body from my neck to my inner calves in bite marks. There were finger marks on my skin and bruises like I had been in a wrestling match. I jumped out of the bed, meaning to confront him but then I remembered more of the last night. “Fuck!” I groaned, slumping down on the bed as I hid my face behind my hands.How would I face him? Damn it… what the hell he had done to me last night.. it was out of the world, it
RYAN I remembered her words from the day I had blackmailed her, like it was said just yesterday. "Mr. R.k., I promise you, you'll regret the day you met me, the same way I do. I'll make you hate yourself for doing this to me. As much as I hate you." She fucking did it. Not the hate part. No, I didn’t hate myself for all the things that I did to her. I didn’t hate myself for the road I had taken to get her. But, I sure hated myself for what I was feeling for her. I hated myself for giving her the one thing that I hadn’t possessed, of which only part was safe with someone I loved more than my life, but now this woman, my lioness, had it in her hands and she didn’t even have any idea about it. Not knowing when and how, I had given her my heart and now I hated myself for it. She was right, and her promise was not in vain as I sure fucking regret the day I met her. Because if I hadn’t met her then I wouldn’t be here at three in the morning sitting beside the bed and gazing down
ROSE By the time we parted and ended the kiss we were both out of breath, huffing and puffing. And smiling like loons in each other’s faces, we didn’t care that we both were drenched to the bones from the rain beating down on us. “Rose….” The serious expression on his face and a guarded look in his eyes brought me crashing down on the surface. I was wary as I asked, “What?” He must have sensed my uneasiness because his hands cradled my face from both sides and his lips tilted at the corner as he said, “I didn’t have any idea that I’d say this but… I’m sorry, Rose, for hurting you…” Tears spilled and mixed with the rain water on my face as my smile widened and I said, playfully, knowing he wouldn’t do it. “If you want my forgiveness then do it properly, Mr. Ryan K. Johnson.” He raised his perfect dark brow at me in question and I smirked, saying, “In my country you’ve to go down on your knees and hold your ears then ask for my forgiveness.” I waggled my brows at him. And,
ROSE I didn’t want to talk to him. I hadn’t spoken to him since the day I slapped him. Although every night he fûcked me like he hated me, he never touched me, I never allowed it. The one time when he had whispered in my ear, a very hoarse and painful, “My lioness.” Instead of crying like I’d wanted to, I had turned away from him and dutifully like a toy he bought for fucking, I was on my knees facing away from him to finish what he had begun. With every thrust and every light caress on my back I knew that he regretted what he had done to us, but I didn’t give him reprieve from the guilt he must have been feeling. Because, I was hurt. I was devastated for what his words had done to me. I was heartbroken because somewhere deep down I knew his feelings and his emotions for me didn’t run that much deeper as mine did for him. When he had tried to kiss me, I had simply turned my face away leaving his lips grazing my cheek. I wasn’t trying to be defiant, I just didn’t have it in me t
ROSE I waited. I waited some more. He didn’t come. And, I realised that despite me not wanting to be one, I seriously became a pathetic wife of a fourth grade movie. The last I checked the time before my body gave up on me and my eyes closed on their own accord, the clock showed 1:20 in the morning. The sleep didn’t come easy, even when my body was exhausted. The scene I had watched on the local news kept running through my mind. He’d changed his clothes, obviously in the office. In black form fitting three piece suit showing his muscular arms and strong thighs with those broad shoulders he stared into the camera like someone had given him the sour lemon to suck on. But, I didn’t see the reason of his disappointment other than the lack of privacy because that stick thin bitch who I’d seen him with in the restaurant last time I’d the unfortunate luck to find them together, was glued to his side like a jock. In one of the picture, she posed with her arms around his neck
RYAN I was on my desk, still thinking about last night when Rose had kissed me all over my face and body as if apologizing for my crappy childhood where my parents didn't love me. And it felt good. My mind was also filled with the conversations I had this morning on the phone with her, when Rose had knocked on my office door. “Come in.” I had caught the eye roll she did before she could hid it from me. “Are you rolling your eyes at me, Miss Kapoor?” “No.” She answered immediately, her face pink. “I wasn't.” She shook her head for good measure. I only lifted my eyebrow at her, a smirk on my lips. “I just wanted to ask, when are we leaving?” “Come here.” I said. She looked at me then back at the door, a contemplative expression on her face. I pushed the button to lock the door. Rose came forward, a little unsure and a little excited. She loved my games as much as I loved playing them. She stood in front of me on the other side of the desk. I pushed my chair back and patted t
RYAN “I will be there,” I said into my phone, pacing around my office. My fingers beating an erratic rhythm on my thigh. “But, I miss you.” Came the softly spoken words. “I miss you, too.” I replied, closing my eyes and dragging a hand on my face. “Please, come soon…” “I will. I promise.” When I turned back around, Arjun looked at me with his brows high up on his forehead. “What?” I barked at him. I was restless. I needed to go home. My soul was beating me day and night for staying here. But, my mind and body wanted to live here. With her in my arms. With Rose. With my lioness. “So, you’re going back?” My best friend and bane of my existence asked. “Wasn’t that what you wanted?” I tossed back at him as I took my seat behind my desk. “Sure, but, you obviously don’t want to.” “Shut up.” I hissed at him. “Book the flight for took weeks from now.” “Two weeks?” “Yes. Two weeks.” Everything was back at home. Everything, but her. And, I had to accept it. I had