“Zaiden Alvaro,” That name deadened Cyra for a brief moment. She had never thought he was going to use Ethan to make her lose. “Where are you, Ethan?” Cyra asked him, petrified. Her hands were trembling. Worst possible scenarios started appearing in her mind.“I….I don't know. I don't know where his men have taken me. I just succeeded in hiding my phone from them but he said….he said he is going to kill me because of y…you,” more tears gathered in her eyes, hearing his voice which was laced with pure dread. That was why he had been so calm since this morning. He had been planning on using Ethan as her weakness to defeat her.“Please save me from him, Cyra. Please. He…he is going to kill me. Please help me,” Cyra heard Ethan's voice breaking. Her heart turned heavy.“Don't worry. I will be there. No one will hurt you, Ethan. Just try to send me your location. I will be there…. please,” Cyra hurriedly wiped her eyes. “Okay. I…I am sending you my location,” Cyra heard him uttering and
“I won, mi amor,” Cyra heard his throaty voice whispering in her ear. His grip turned a bit tight around her but without losing the essence of delicacy. His warm breathing grazed against the exposed skin around her neck and shoulder, causing her to tightly clench her palms. The fact that she could see nothing around her and could just feel him, it was filling her with more dread, and this darkness was telling her how much her loneliness needed him to feel secured.No, it was not her fault. It was the fault of this gloominess around her. She could never need a man like him.“You lost,” his lips gently traced the rim of her ear, forcing Cyra to slowly close her eyes. She knew this was wrong but even a right had never felt this right to her the way this wrong was feeling right to her, at that moment.His lips trailed down and Cyra felt him brushing his warm lips just beneath her ear which made her feel that certain kind of tightness inside her abdomen. But realisation dawned upon her. S
Serenity. An alluring serenity, that was what Cyra experienced the second she felt his lips touching hers. Just like his presence, his lips felt warm, gentle and most importantly needed. Everything about this man made Cyra feel like needing it, yearning for it, throbbing for it.His arms were bound around her waist, making her aware of how delicate this sinewy man could be with her. His formidable strength held the power of forcing his dominance over every inch of her body but all he did was to just tenderly submit every ounce of his existence to her. This man was crazy, and for her, that was what made him unique from the rest of this world.His mouth gently caressed her lips, making Cyra close her eyes slowly. She didn't even notice when her body stopped fighting against him because there had never been any battle between them ever in the very first place. It had always been submission from both sides, especially his. None among had ever asked for dominance, and she herself didn't kno
Master bedroom. He had taken her to the master bedroom of this place which had calm and soothing colours, just like its owner's presence. Cyra roamed her eyes everywhere around her, but her throat dried up when he placed her down on the bed. Cyra snatched herself from his embrace and dragged herself away from him. She sat against one of the corners of the bed and glared at him.“Why did you take me here?” She questioned him, who was standing on the other edge of the bed. He smiled at her question.“To give you a view of our future bedroom,” he uttered, stunning her. She scanned that room again and it was beautiful. Neither too much luxury nor too much opulence, unlike her room. It had a beautiful combination of comfort and simplicity which Cyra never thought needing it until now. But wait…their bedroom?Cyra snapped her eyes back at him.“Stop fucking dreaming. This can never be my bedroom,” she spat at him, widening his grin.“Why? Didn't you like it? I thought you would love it,” H
“I will gladly end his life,”Appalled. Cyra was appalled, hearing him speaking so calmly about taking a life. It didn't take a single second for her shock to turn into rage which forced Cyra to raise her hand and slap him again, but this time a little less aggressively.Taking her hit, he softly sighed and again passed her a smile. He was still smiling at her? She would break his mouth if he would not stop grinning at her like a stupid bastard.“If you slap me one more time, Ms. Sawyer then I will be leaving with no other option than to tie your beautiful hands to this bed,” he uttered, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers. Did he just threaten so delicately? This bitch….“You….” Cyra attempted to slap him again, but this time badly failed in her attempt because he grabbed her wrist. She tried to hit him with her other hand but this messed up the situation more.Grabbing her both wrists in his one hand, he pinned them down on the bed, causing Cyra to aggressively struggle under h
Terrifyingly beautiful. If Cyra could describe what she had been feeling at that moment, it would be this. A kind of terror which was laced with the allure of the forbidden. “Ummm…A..aah… don't,” Cyra pleaded, feeling his tongue entering her wet channel. Her body burnt in pleasure. Her eyes glossed up. This man would make her go crazy for him and that was exactly what he was wanting and he was doing.Cyra felt him spreading her legs a little wider, and then he placed them over his shoulders to get a better excess of her virtue. His lips and tongue continued to taint her which brought more tears in her eyes, but they were still not out of regret but bliss. The bliss her body was feeling right at that moment by getting ruined by him.Tears shedded from the corner of her closed eyes.“Aah….” She felt him sucking on her wet folds, causing her whole body to jolt up. Cyra wiggled her legs but he held them back tightly on his shoulders. The temperature around her rose to its fullest. Cyra f
The moment she pressed her lips against his, he cupped the side of her face and kissed her back. Cyra surrounded her arms around his neck to pull him closer. Dangerously close to her because even a mere distance between them was extremely unendurable for her.Slightly opening her mouth, she let him enter his tongue inside her. Their tongues collided, erupting countless delicious sparkles all over her body. Cyra could still taste herself on his tongue.Previously, these things used to disgust her but with this man, she was craving and yearning for that every single thing which she once used to despise, just like her betrayal.Their mouths sucked onto each other, like their entire lives were depending on it. She could not hurt him. It was impossible for her to hurt him. She was not capable of watching him in pain, even though she knew he deserved nothing but pain after everything he had been doing to her.Cyra kissed him harder and deeper. The bliss to call him hers was surreal. The ple
“Who is he?” Cyra's mind turned completely blank for a moment the second her father asked her that thing. Who was he? Who was that man with whom she needed to live the rest of her life? Who was that man, whom she had fallen for? Who was that ‘he’ for her? She had never thought answering this question could become this difficult and tough. She had never even expected that answering this question was going to rewrite her entire fate, future and life. “Cyra, your dad is asking you something,” her mother uttered in a slightly strict tone when Cyra kept her mouth quiet. Even after hearing her mother, Cyra kept her mouth sealed. “Cyra….” “I…I want you both to meet him personally,” she finally opened her mouth, halting her mother in the middle. Her indirect answers angered her mother more. She tried to grab Cyra's arm to make her tell them the entire truth, but Cyra's father held her mother's hand in the middle. “Fine. Call him here tomorrow,” her father said, looking into Cyra's
Cyra saw her handsome devil smirking down at her, whereas one of his hands had already started playing with her bosoms while the other was busy removing his shirt from her body to make her completely naked under him and she knew exactly for what exact reasons.She playfully narrowed her eyes at him.“You didn't tell me about that wild animal being more evil than a devil, Mr Devil Alvaro?” Her words widened his smirk. He removed the shirt from her body, leaving her stark naked under him. Just like the way he needed….just like the way he wanted her to feel …..with no barriers.“Well, if I thought about keeping it as a surprise for my wife, so that she could find it on her own the moment she will meet him,” he teased her more. Cyra sent him a tiny glare, whereas her cheeks started flushing red, feeling his hand massaging, cupping and squeezing her bosoms, like they were some kind of squishmallows. Her man loved playing with her bosoms and she knew about this really very well. “So, now
“Aaah…..” her loud moan of pleasure resonated under that open sky. Tears were streaming down from her eyes which were gazing into those cerulean eyes of her love.Grabbing her wrists, he pinned them down on the ground and pressed his forehead against hers. “Aaaah….Zai…. please,” she screamed his name because they both knew neither he was holding himself back tonight nor she was wanting him to because she needed him to ruin her, to destroy her, to torment her.To love her in his own twisted ways.Zaiden pushed himself deeper inside her, making her cry out loudly. Their eyes remained glued with each other as she continued to make her scream, moan and whimper his name as loudly as he could because neither they needed to worry about anyone hearing them nor that so-called world of right people were going to judge them.They both were caged and shielded by that world which they had started creating on their own. Their world, which didn't have any judgements, but just acceptance of their ea
Under those beautifully glowing stars, their mouths were devouring each other with no urgency, like they had all the time trapped in their arms to love each other. Like they had succeeded in stopping the time around them to turn this alluring moment between them into a forever of theirs.Her arms were wrapped around his back, whereas one of his hands was grabbing her nape while the other was cupping her waist to keep her pressed against his chest. He was losing his mind since the moment he himself created that barrier of indifference between them because she was the only person in his life who was capable of keeping him sane but at the same time fucking up at sanity of his ruthlessly.She was that wound of his which held the power of curing his each and every kind of pain, and for which, he was more than willing to bleed till his death.Their tongues tangled, filling both of their bodies with goosebumps. He intentionally pressed her against his crotch which had already started announc
“I am sorry,” Cyra breathed out in his ear, while tightly embracing him from behind. She could not endure this distant behaviour of his anymore. It was hurting her brutally, and she also knew this pain was nothing compared to the pain she had given him, so she should apologise to him for everything.“Please forgive me, Zai….” Cyra pressed her forehead against his nape in defeat. He didn’t turn around to look at her, but she knew he was awake and was listening to everything she was saying.“I did that because it was suffocating me. It was hurting me so much that I could not just take it anymore,” she said to him, and they both knew she was talking about what had pushed her to that vulnerable extent where she tried to harm herself. Cyra waited for him to at least turn around to look at her or to say something to her, but he did none of them, which filled her with more pain. Tears stung the corner of her eyes but she held them back because she knew it was her mistake. Everything had hap
“Zaiden, wait….” He heard his dear wife calling him while she continued trying to match his long and fast strides with her tiny and quick ones. He smirked to himself, but didn’t stop his steps. Instead, he slowed down his pace so that his little prey could reach him on her own. “Zai, stop,” she finally reached him and grasped his arm to make sure she didn’t leave behind him again. “You are kidding, right?” she questioned him while walking with him and looking at the side of his face. He tilted his head to look at her with a serious reaction on his face.“Do you think you are the queen of this island that all the animals will leave it to give their queen her privacy, so that she could live here in peace and comfort?” he uttered to her. She scowled at his taunt.“Don’t you think your mouth has started running too much?” she couldn’t stop herself from biting him back this time. He frowned at her and then looked away from her.“Your mouth doesn’t suit saying this because I have learnt
One of his arms tightly pressed her against his chest while the other was holding her nape to devour each and every corner of her mouth. He knew she didn't try to seduce him. None of her actions were headed to make him go wild for her, but he didn't need her seduction to go wild for her. Just her mere, he was done losing his sanity.She didn't even have the clue of how much power she held over him. Just a single glance from her and it was enough to fuck him up completely.Cyra felt his mouth consuming her like there was no tomorrow. His touch was telling her how badly he had longed for her. The desperation in his kiss told her how much he had yearned for her, despite everything she had done to him.Even after the amount of pain she had made him feel, he still believed she was his only cure, and this was enough for Cyra to close her eyes in submission. She surrounded her arms around him and shoved herself more deep in his embrace.Even if he would end up hurting her, she wouldn't mind
Cyra gulped. She looked in between him and that waterfall, not being able to understand what she should do now. Should she tell him to leave, so that she could take her a bath? But what if it angered him more because she knew the amount of decency he had in him? If it triggered him then he would not hesitate to drag her towards that lake on his own and then he would give her a bath with his own hands. Her throat dried up, just by thinking about the consequences of triggering him more.“If you think the lake is going to come here to give you a bath, then you are mistaken,” he sounded annoyed. Cyra looked at him. His eyes had already started narrowing which meant he was on the edge of fulfilling her assumptions about him. He was going to give her a bath on his own if she continued to stand here like a statue.“But you are….”“Are you expecting me to leave to give you your privacy?” he asked her. Cyra swallowed but nodded her head. Thankfully, he understood what she was trying to tell h
Arran Vezar? Cyra went completely numb when she heard that name coming out from his mouth. It shakened up her world. In that video clip he was not talking about her father, Arran Merciez, so why did Ethan lie to her? The strongest proof she had against him turned out to be just a misunderstanding? And how did he know about that video clip?“Who is Arran Vezar?” Cyra questioned him, whose eyes were already on her. Cyra saw him looking away from her the moment she asked him that question. He started serving the soup in a bowl.“Someone, who wants me dead,” his answer froze Cyra till her core. She could not believe her ears. Someone wanted to kill him, but why? Was it because of the kind of work he did? “But why? Why did he want to kill you?” Cyra couldn't stop herself from investigating further. She saw him exhaling a soft sigh at her question, and then he placed the bowl of soup in front of her.Cyra saw him finally taking his eyes back at her.“Because he wants something which I can
The next morning, the soft rays of the sun entered that house and fell over Cyra’s closed eyes who was sleeping peacefully. She slowly opened her eyes and rubbed them in order to clear her vision. She got up and looked towards the bed beside her, which was empty. She wandered her eyes everywhere in search of him but could not find him in the house. Where was he?Suddenly her nostrils got filled with the delicious aroma of food. So, he was outside, cooking for the? Cyra removed the blanket and then stepped down from the bed. She was feeling extremely scared and nervous to face him again after everything that had happened last night. She still remembered how angry, disappointed and hurt he was looking last night, and right now, she was just hoping to see him in a slightly better mood which she knew was going to be impossible because she had crossed all her boundaries last night by trying to take her life.She had broken him to an incurable extent with her own actions and behaviour, and