ROSE I was sitting in the copy room of the office, the only place where no female employee sneered at me and no male employee tried to be friendly. I was wondering if I could get away by just disappearing from here and as the thought came I stood up, already planning to make my escape. I will handle whatever happens but I just want to leave, run far away from here, from that arrogant arsehole. I grabbed the door knob but it twisted in my hand and the door was pulled open from the outside. The lady that I’d seen outside his office stood there smiling at me. "Mr. R. K. wants to talk to you," The lady said, her words as crisp as her white shirt and skirt. I don't want to go, I wanted to shout at her, but what I said was docile, so unlike me, "Yes, of course." I knocked on the glass door and heard his command to enter. When I was just inside the door, not taking another step further, and looking everywher
ROSE I took a deep breath as I stepped out of the building. And, for the first time since this morning I felt like there has been a weight lifted off from my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I gathered myself, rethinking all the things that happened with that asshôle. I was just about to turn to the side pavement when a well attired man, in a three piece suit stepped up in front of me. "Miss Rose," The man extended his right hand for me to shake. His black eyes crinkled at the corner as he gave me a genuine smile. He looked in his forties, but I didn't know whether he was Indian or not as his accent sounded foreign but the manner and looks looked like he was familiar with the environment, with my country. "Hi." Little awkwardly, I placed my hand in his and was surprised when he placed a chaste kiss on the back of it. "I'm Gavin. I'm very honoured to meet you. And, let me tell you that you do the justice to your n
ROSE I didn't know why I even bothered, it wasn't like I cared for this bastard but seeing the drop of blood on his lower lip and imagining that it must be causing him pain brought about all the caring instincts of mine to the surface. Not knowing what took over me, I brought the first-aid kit for him and thank god I didn't make a fool of myself by further treating his injuries. At the last moment my mind cleared from the spell and I turned to rush out of there, thinking that the person who hurt him, Arjun, can probably help him, but then he stopped me in that deep commanding voice of his. "Stop." That single word halted me as if an invisible string held me attached to him. And, I stopped. I had no idea why this was happening to me. One moment I just wanted to bitch slap him upside down and the very next when I saw him hurt I wanted to soothe him. Get a grip, Rose. "Turn around, Miss Ro
RYAN I paced impatiently in the condo I had purchased when I shifted to Mumbai for the business. It didn't come cheap being the top floor apartment and given the view of the sea. The family that lived here was initially very sentimental with it, but when they got triple the actual price of their ‘so called sweet home’, that is, twenty million above the market value, they weren't so emotional. And, that's what I like about people, everyone has a price. It's just a matter of finding out the right one. Two days ago I was itching to go back to New York but now I was looking forward to my time in Mumbai. I was looking forward to have her at my mercy. There was something about the way she fights back, at least she tries to, like a lioness, but when something goes wrong or she loses control on her emotions, she appears like a wounded kitten that makes me want to comfort her on some base level. And, in those moments all my instincts scream at me to just take care of her, to console her t
ROSE When I walked into the office, it was quite and dark. The lights were off and not a single peep could be heard. As I walked to my desk outside the devil's lair, I switched on the every button on my way so by the time I reached my desk the whole office was lit like it was Diwali. I placed my hot chocolate on my desk before I made my way to his office to give him his devil’s brew. When I knocked on his office door there was no reply, so I knocked again, now a little bit irritated as I could clearly see him sitting there using his iPhone as the glass doors were not fogged. I knocked again, a little louder this time, almost banging my fist on the glass. Finally, the douche-bag looked up and just stared at me through the glass doors. "Come in, Miss Kapoor, no need to break down my office door." I rolled my eyes as I entered. Walking up to his desk, I placed his coffee in front of him and then I was about to turn away wh
ROSEKnowing the fact that Mr Arshôle will be searching for anything out of the order to punish me, because I had given him a reason to do just that when I had escaped his office, I took great care in completing every task on my to do list. But now when it was time to enter his office and face him, I was once again filled with apprehension at the thought and it basically felt like I was to enter a lion’s den without any weapons to protect myself. Looking around the office and noticing all the people doing their work, I berated myself for being this scared of him. Come on, Rose. You are braver than this. After giving myself a little pep talk, I picked up the little diary that was left behind by the previous assistant and also took the pen from its holder in case the devil demanded me to write something down. Standing outside the fogged doors, I hesitated a bit before knocking and then wiped my suddenly moist hands on my dress. A
ROSE "As much as I appreciate the friendliness in my office, it's beyond my understanding that why should an employee of software department would be here during working hours," Ryan said quietly, one eyebrow raised in silent enquiry in Shiva’s direction. "Sir, I actually.." Shiva trailed off when Ryan stopped him with a hand gesture. "Lunch is over since last ten minutes. Get back to work," Saying that he disappeared in his office. Chewing on my bottom lip, I said my bye-byes to them both and just as they both left my desk and disappeared into the elevator, the buzzer went off. I knew it!!! Dreading what was going to happen, I entered his office. He couldn’t be upset about Monica and Shiva’s visit to me now, could he? It’s not like I invited them! Ryan wasn't sitting on his chair like usual, I found him standing by the windows. His back to me so I couldn’t see hi
RYAN "Are you coming with us?" Arjun asked as he stood up, taking the girl who was draped all over him. Bored with all the office work, Arjun had planned a night out. Currently, we were in one of the most elite club of Mumbai and as suspected Arjun was going to have what he came looking for. I hadn't really wanted to come with him, my hand can still feel the weight of those perfect breàsts in my palms, my ears were still ringing with those quite hitched breaths of wonder and wants and my palm was still stinging with the slaps they had delivered to that plump arse. All I wanted was to sit in a dark room with my trembling lioness in my arms and let her cry as she sat in my lap. "Ryan?" I looked up at that whining sound and found the girl who was trying to get my attention since we entered. She was wearing a black dress and her braless state was quite visible, but despite the invitation she was giving ou
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