Warg My brother tried to get in touch with me through a mind link just as I was about to leave the office to go to the damn torture lunch. There is no effing way to do that. Only my mind link is able to get all the way to New York City; his can’t. He is exerting a lot of effort to get inside my head, but I am letting him. ‘Abigail is in NYC. She has been keeping an eye on you the whole time. Fucking great! Now I have to deal with the she-wolf. ‘Warg.’ He called out, and I think he realized it wasn’t Dark because I didn’t answer him. Abigail is Dark’s problem, not mine. My problem is my mate. If Dark wants to deal with Abigail, he will have time to do so. I will never let him regain control of anything, because all he ever does is make things more difficult for me. Does he have any idea how satisfying it is to see my priceless Jade sway back and forth in response to the commands I give her? ‘Dark’s problem, not mine. Your stupid brother went on with the nonsense ball, and Abigail
SalvatoreA bluish haze emanating from the light washed over my features, temporarily preventing me from seeing anything, while the rhythmic thud of the bass reverberated throughout my body. The crowd at Dirty Deeds was nearly impossible to get through. I looked at the time, and now I understand why there was such a commotion. It was getting close to midnight, and just like they did back home, the busiest time of the party was typically between eleven in the evening and two in the morning. Now is the time when we get to see who is letting their guard down, giving us the opportunity to hunt them down. I love the hunt, but with humans...My eyes traveled down to the dance floor below me, where a throng of people was moving around and gyrating. Dark does have the lavish lifestyle of a king in New York. When viewed from this vantage point, it is as if I am the king, and they are my subjects. The club was filled with young, attractive people who appeared to be lost in the euphoric state br
JadeMr. Lombardi must be a person with manic depression; that man changes his personality as though he's changing his boxers. I am pissed; the so-called lunch didn’t last for 15 minutes, and boom! Suddenly, he had to run, and I had to follow him. Nothing but anarchy exists in my life; what the actual fuck is going on?Within 30 minutes, we were walking into his hotel. This is a hotel that I’ve heard of for as long as I can remember, but I never imagined that it would be quite that posh. I didn’t dare look around. I stalked about behind Warg in silence in its entirety, much like a small dog might follow its mother. We entered a private elevator leading to the last floor. This was not his house. I remember he has a house, and of course, how can I forget that this man right here ate my pussy like it was a bowl of ice cream and is now acting like it never happened? I heard the ding, and the man didn’t even wait for me to exit the elevator first. So much for a gentleman.We didn’t walk fo
JadeBefore I allow myself to look at the time again, I tap my fingers on my thigh rhythmically and count to twenty in my head. At this point, it has been at least ten minutes since I set the dishes on the table, and trust me when I say that I have absolutely no desire to return to the table. I drew a long breath and turned around to go back.“Is this one okay?” I asked, lifting the unknown brand of Pinot Grigio and showing Gail. I have no idea why I’m wasting my time showing it to her. It’s just a bottle of wine. But at least for humanity’s sake, I wanted to get what she likes since it’s her birthday, or at least what Mr. Lombardi likes, so I could get out of this place as soon as possible. She gave me a warning look with her sophisticated brow, as though I had done something wrong. “Don’t you have a Sauvignon Blanc?” I suppressed a sigh with my lip. It’s not her fault; I blame myself for allowing myself to be used like this just because I needed money, or, should I say, attention,
Jade I broke the kiss by pulling away from him in an effort to maintain some semblance of self-control before I completely lost it. This is a game. One that I had started. I had my eye on this man. He was my prey. I wanted to get him to sleep with me. I wanted to piss off Kate. But now it’s no longer about Kate. There is more to this. It dwarfs me in juxtaposition. It’s bigger than I can imagine. Sparks fly between us whenever he touches me. I feel alive. I feel complete. I am losing to him. He had me wrapped around his finger. I started this, and now. Now it’s the other way around. He is the hunter, and I am the prey. “Can you resist me, Jade?” He blew hot air into my neck, and for a few seconds, I wished he would just bite it. Bit me and drew blood out of me. I must be going crazy, but somehow it seems right. It seems like it’s what he’s supposed to do. But hold on, that’s definitely satanic. Why am I thinking about Mr. Lombardi biting my neck? It seems to be the only thing that
JadeI went into the bathroom, and there was a massive bathtub with jets waiting for me. After turning on the water, I scooped some of the heavenly-scented bath salts that they offered. The water began to boil, and a thick cloud of steam began to envelop the room as it spread throughout the bathroom. I tripped and climbed into the warm water. I lay down in the water and gave my body the freedom to float. Thoughts of Mr. Lombardi and how he confuses me filled up my mind.There is something about him that gives me the creeps to the point that my hair is standing on end. It’s also scary that I feel like I need him to live. To survive. To concur the world. I feel like he is mine to keep, and it scares me. My sudden obsession with him is no longer healthy. I need to forget about him. Nothing good will come out of this. This man will bring me pain. He will degrade me. After the water has reached the desired temperature, I rinse off my body, climb out of the tub, and pat myself dry with one
Jade Standing by the window of my hotel room, I took in the sight of the snow that had just started to fall. It was a breathtaking scene to behold. The sun was rather high in the sky, but because of the clouds, it was difficult to discern where it was located. Very weird, as yesterday we had a sunny day. My life is becoming dangerous. I am starting to turn into my own worst enemy. Lately, I have been planning how to kill Gail in my head. I have never killed anyone or anything in my life. However, as of late, I’ve been plagued by homicidal ideas that I simply can’t push out of my mind. It’s not like me. The sight of Gail in the company of Mr. Lombardi converted me into a monstrous being. Dangerous ideas are running through my head, and I have a dangerous animalistic craving for her blood. Hearing her call, him 'Dom' and 'Babe' make me feel like someone is tearing my heart into pieces. I am quite aware that I am interested in the man, but my fixation on him is transforming me into a
Domenico“Dark is on top of the world,” I said out loud. My tone is sarcastic. Of course, it is. I’m also sure that’s what everyone thinks of me when they consider or think of me.I get it. Dark can get any woman he wants. Trust me, I have. I am the most talked-about bachelor in New York City. I live in a penthouse apartment in New York, own a hotel, and have houses all over the globe. Why wouldn’t I be on top of the world?Anyone thinking I am living my best life doesn’t know jack shit. I mean, I was living my best life until I met her. My little mate came and turned my world upside down. I was ready to take Luna. A chosen one. I was so prepared, but Jade couldn’t even allow me to live my life without invading my thoughts. Even now, I’m standing in the room I gave her. I gave her this room last night in hopes that she would see that we could never be. That we are not of the same class, that my life and hers aren’t the same, that I breathe and eat luxury, and that is something that sh