RYAN I woke up at nine fûcking thirty in the morning unlike my usual time of early at five. I missed my one and half hour of morning exercise and half hour of treadmill to let out the pent-up aggression that keeps building inside me. And, it was the first time in six years that I had overslept. My head was pounding, reminding me that I had overindulged the night before and then came the thought of her. I turned my head to the other side of the bed but found it cold and empty. I slid out of the bed and winced as my head throbbed which each step I took to the bathroom to check on her, but she wasn’t there either. Ignoring the sudden rapid beating of my heart I went out of the bedroom, but there was no sign of her in the kitchen or in the living room. It was open layout so everything was visible, even the soup and medicines I’d asked Gavin to bring for her appeared to be untouched. Shaking my head, I turned to the guest room, surely she’ll be in there. She was not. When I che
ROSE My body was frozen from the fear of my own desire. His gravely words, his fury was making me want him more. It was almost ridiculous that I could feel the flutters in my lower belly. I knew he was going to spànk me like the other day, but unlike that day now I knew what was going to happen and as much as I feared it, the buzz of anticipation in my body couldn’t be ignored. You've really gone mad, Rose! Ryan pushed me on the desk, still maintaining the grip on my tied wrists. As far as I knew he pulled something from his pocket, something silk and cool to the touch with which he tied my hands together. Once again I was without my clothes in front of him but unlike last night on the beach where I was buck nakéd, it was middle of the day and after last night my mind was running rampant with confusion. The fear was clouding, the confusion was swirling and the slow burn of arousal was making its presence known with every touch of his skin on mine. But, there was another constant e
“Open your mouth.” And, what do you think? I did. I did open my mouth without any fuss. Instead of arguing it, I let him command me. My heart was racing hundred miles per second because I knew what he wanted. I also knew that despite not having done something like that before, I wanted to do it for him. You are a lost case, Rose. I wanted him at that moment. I wanted to give him the pleasure that he had given me. My mind and heart was in constant battle. But, in this battle, my desire for him won out. Stupid, stupid girl! As I opened my mouth he slipped his index finger into my mouth. He was looking at his finger disappearing inside my mouth, then he met my gaze, silently, without saying a single word he commanded me and I closed my lips around his finger without taking my eyes off him. His eyes closed and he let out a sexy groan from the back of his throat which immediately went straight to my very core. I fûcking wanted him. And, I was still judging myself for it, but nonetheless
ROSE“Sûck me.”His command gave me warm tingles. The heavy weight of him, the salty and musky scent of him, filled my mouth. I closed my lips around him as he guided himself deeper. My tongue lapped around him, sucking, licking and kissing. I took a reprieve and he let me. Once he was out of my mouth, I held him in my hands and kissed him the way he kisses me on the lips. I gave him all. I worshipped him with my lips peppering kisses all over.His chest rose with what I was doing to him but his expression remained stoic and focused on me. I pulled hard with my lips, sucking him in my mouth. But, I realised it wasn’t enough for him as his hand came to the back of my head and his fingers tangled in my hair. Clutching the strands in his tight grip he pulled me back. Ryan wrapped his fingers around his shaft and jerked himself, showing me how to do it before he commanded, “Jerk me.”He moved his out of the way and allowed me to jerk him as he stared down at me and watched with dark hoo
RYAN Her head tucked under my chin, in the hollow of my neck, her soft breaths brushed along my skin and my hold tightened around her. After a few minutes I noticed that her breathing has settled in a steady pattern as she shifted in my lap to find a more comfortable position. I looked down at her to find her eyes were closed, expression was smooth, almost contended, and a soft sigh escaped her lips as I placed another of those soft kisses on her head that I couldn't stop myself from doing so. My one hand was caressing her hair and the other traced the red marks on her wrists that the tie had left. As much as I wanted to punish her, make her bed and make her submit to me by taking all the control, a part of me wanted to care for her at the same time. Wanted to make sure she was alright and I hadn’t managed to totally break her. Her dark long lashes rested above her cheeks, casting a shadow on her face, gave her a look of sleeping beauty. She was naturally beautiful. Perfect. W
ROSE “Hey, beautiful.” “Hi,” I replied in a high pitched voice, almost certain that he knew what had happened here, and was unable to meet his eyes as I looked anywhere but at him. I was sure I was turning redder than a beetroot, and all the splashing of cold water had gone to waste. Damn it!!! I decided to leave, to get the hell out of there before I did something or said something that will have me suffocating under the blanket of embarrassment, but of course that bastard stopped me. “Miss Rose, we need you here. If you don’t mind, I would like it very much if you can actually do your job for which you were hired.” My steps faltered, the way he emphasized the word job, I was two hundred percent sure he wasn’t referring to a job that needed the skills I’d mentioned in my résumé. And unbidden the images of me on my knees, him standing above me with his hard côck in hand, came flooding back in front of my eyes. I turned around to glare at him, fists clenched by my side and help
RYAN Rose didn’t listen to me. She was adamant about coming here to her 'so called' brother’s apartment and seeing for herself if he was safe and sound at his home or not. Of course, he wasn’t, Gavin told me that. But, this woman!!! But I was starting to realise she was the most stubborn human on this earth. You’d have a better chance with a toddler to let go of his mother’s breàst but… I stood beside her and as we took the elevator to Aditya’s apartment, I watched her fidgeting with her hands. She was worried for him. She saw him as her brother, but I knew better. In one meeting, I had known that he damn well didn’t see her like a sister. The fûcker has a thing for her. The elevator pinged, indicating our arrival on the fourth floor where the dumb bàstard lived. As soon as the door opened we saw the number of people gathered in the hallway. A gasp escaped her as she gazed out at them. I followed behind her as Rose ran out of the elevator all the way to the apartment in whic
ROSE I put the glass on the floor with my shaky hand. I had learned this the hard way that empty stomach and cold, only made my migraine worse. Whenever it happened, I always ended up in the bathroom puking my guts out as nothing was left in my stomach by that time. And, today with all the other things, I had totally forgotten about food. Since the breakfast with my Pops, I hadn’t eaten anything. By the light outside, I could tell it was almost six in the evening and I really hated the idea of medicine. It was a hard limit for me, they left me witless. In the effects of the pain killers, I really didn’t know what I was doing and didn't remember anything afterwards. “Are you okay?” Ryan crouched down beside me, taking my hand in his as he noticed how badly my hand was shaking. “You’re trembling.” His grey eyes looked concerned. I really liked the way he was holding my hand, but I couldn’t risk it. After swallowing so many times, I pulled up the courage and asked, while praying th
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