“I never beg,” I said with pride. He was too eager to get what he wanted. “You will. And,” he made a long flick with his finger, carrying the wetness up to my clitoris, “you’ll be screaming for more.” I whimpered with irrefutable hunger. He drew circles on my clit, taking all the time of the day.
ADONIS “You ordered Julian to kill the man from the cafe attack?” were Dom’s first words when I entered the study room. Had he interrupted my time with Abigail for this? I frowned at his tone. “Why is it such a big deal?” “It’s a fucking big deal because I wanted to get information out of him. I
“You better have a good reason to show up this late.” Gael’s eyes flickered with worry. Something that caught me off guard. He seemed like an overconfident kid, but today he was different. Terrified. “You have to help me,” he said, his voice shaking. “Help you? Kid, just because I deal with moron
ADONIS “I don’t know what we’re doing. You won’t hand Durant over, will ya?” Julian asked with a raised brow. It had been five hours since we had received that picture and the rage in me was still on the edge. I was a monster, and taming that beast was way beyond anyone’s control. Right now, I nee
“That’s the place?” “Yes.” “Are you certain?” Gael’s jaw twitched, but he nodded again, reluctantly. I exhaled a breath of relief. “Well then, Luigi, you’re off duty. Julian, you stay with Gael, and the rest will come with me.” “Why do I have to stay here,” Gael snapped, “while you guys get all t
BELLA Whoever said romance and disaster never mix had never really experienced both on the same day. One time I was with Adonis, wrapped in his scent. The next, I was in a hellhole, being tortured. “You do realise he’ll kill you, right?” I spat as the others walked out, leaving the scarred man, th
“That I do.” He pressed the knife on my collarbone and dragged it, leaving a trail of burning sensation along the path. I winced. “But he said nothing ‘bout not inflicting pain. It’s more fun to torture than to kill, yeah?” I bit my lower lip as he placed my blade on my cheeks and put pressure on t
I couldn’t look into her eyes. Not because I felt guilty, but because I was too caught up in noticing the cut on her collarbone and her cheek. There was a minor cut at the corner of her lips as well, and a prominent handprint marked her cheeks red. My jaws twitched. That fucking dipshit had hit her