He looked at me, his piercing eyes cold and sharp. “What do you want?” he asked, his tone irritated. “Cat got your tongue?” Fear gripped me, but I couldn’t back down. Not when proving my love was on the line. My hands trembled, but I managed to speak. “Hunter Steele...” I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. “Will you... will you marry me?” His brows furrowed, and he tilted his head slightly. “What?” ANYA BLAKE ____________________________________ I can’t remember the last time I willingly let a woman get so close. To me, they were a necessary evil....useful when needed, and avoided afterward. But when a young woman, trembling yet determined, stepped in front of me and asked the most ridiculous question I’d ever been asked, I felt something I hadn’t felt in years: a spark. And when I kissed her, it awakened something in me—a feeling I hadn’t known existed. Her innocence intrigued me and I wanted to be the one to claim her, to mold her......to make her mine. HUNTER STEELE
View MoreCamilla wiped her tears and forced herself to stand. Her legs were weak, her heart heavy with grief, but she had no time to break down. Ruby had no one except her. If her father was gone, then Camilla was all she had left. And no matter what it took, she would find her. With renewed determination, she marched out of the hospital, her mind racing with possibilities. She needed a lead....anything...to track Ruby’s whereabouts. Camilla’s first stop was a local technician. “I need you to trace a phone for me,” she told him urgently. The man adjusted his glasses and sat behind his desk, cracking his knuckles. “Alright, do you have the number?” She gave it to him immediately, tapping her fingers impatiently against the counter as he worked. Seconds stretched into minutes. Then, the technician frowned. “That’s strange.” Camilla’s stomach clenched. “What is it?” “There’s no signal. It’s like the phone doesn’t exist anymore.” Camilla’s heart pounded. “How is that possib
Camilla’s hands trembled as she clutched her arms tightly. The cold sterility of the hospital room did nothing to ease the growing panic inside her. She watched helplessly as the doctor and nurses worked frantically, their voices a blur as they fought to revive Ruby’s father. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor had long since become erratic, each sound a reminder of how close he was to slipping away. The defibrillator pads pressed against his chest, sending jolts of electricity coursing through his body, causing him to convulse slightly before falling still again. She held her breath. 'Please, please…' Another jolt. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, drowning out everything else. And then.....silence. The monitor’s flatline was deafening. Camilla felt her legs weaken. 'No… no, this can't be happening.' The doctor straightened, lowering his hands. His face was unreadable as he turned to Eduardo. "I'm sorry, but he is dead." The words shattered her. Camilla g
“What the hell is going on here?” Ruby's stepmother suddenly walked in and demanded, glancing between Camila, Ruby’s father, and Eduardo. “I was at the church early, making sure everything was in place, but Ruby never showed up. Now I had to come back home, and I walk into… this?” Camila exhaled sharply, shaking her head. "I don’t have time to explain right now. I need to get to the casino." Before she could rush out, Ruby’s father spoke quickly, his voice laced with urgency. "Ruby is in danger. Someone tricked her into withdrawing all the money from the company’s account and going to the casino to save Eduardo. But now, we’ve been informed that there’s been a massacre there." Ruby’s stepmother gasped, covering her mouth. "A massacre?" "I need to go there," he continued, his hands shaking. "I need to find my daughter." Camila placed a firm hand on his arm. "You shouldn’t. It’s dangerous. Let me go, and I’ll keep you updated." "No," Ruby’s father snapped. "My daughter’s lif
Selena gripped the steering wheel tightly as she glanced at Eduardo. The car was filled with tension but they both knew what had to be done. "Are you sure about this?" Selena asked, her voice tight with worry. Eduardo exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "I have to be. If I don’t make a scene, we won’t go unscathed." Selena nodded, keeping her eyes on the road as she pulled up near her father’s house. Eduardo took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and stepped out. "Good luck," Selena murmured as he shut the door. Eduardo squared his shoulders, preparing for the performance of his life. Inside the house, Camila’s nerves were unraveling. She paced the floor, her phone clutched tightly in her hand as she redialed Ruby’s number for the hundredth time. "Come on, pick up," she whispered under her breath, but there was nothing. Just the same monotonous ring before it went to voicemail. Ruby’s father watched her closely, his eyes filled with growing suspicion. "Camila,
Hearing Ruby’s voice again, Hector’s expression darkened. He turned sharply toward Tara, his voice clipped. “Get the whip.” The air in the room became filled with tension. Ruby’s pulse spiked as she instinctively stepped back. “Listen,” she said quickly, desperation creeping into her voice. “I am... I’m not the one you’re thinking of. My name is Ruby and this old man......” Hector’s gaze was cold and unwavering. “For every word you spew out of your mouth,” he warned, “you will receive a stroke of the whip.” As the words left his lips, Tara went close with a long black whip coiled tightly in her hands. Ruby’s breath hitched at the sight of it. No. No, no, no… “Please,” she whispered. Then louder, “Just listen to what I have to say! I promise, after that, I won’t speak again!” Hector didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he studied her, his silence stretching into something unbearable. Then... “This is your last chance,” he said flatly. He turned his back to h
Cold water splashed onto Ruby’s face. She gasped, her eyes snapping open. The sharp sting of reality hit her before she even had a chance to process what was happening. Her body jerked instinctively, trying to push herself up. CRACK! A sharp pain shot through her skull as she struck her head against something solid. She cried out, clutching her forehead as her vision swam. As she blinked away the dizziness, her surroundings came into focus. Iron bars. A cage. Panic seized her chest as she scrambled back, her heart pounding. Her wide eyes lifted to see a woman standing in front of her, arms crossed, watching her with an unreadable expression. The woman had fiery red hair, a dangerous glint in her eyes, and guns strapped to both sides of her waist. Ruby swallowed hard. At the far end of the room sat a man, his legs crossed in a relaxed posture. His face showed nothing but amusement, yet there was something about him.... something detached and dangerous. Her g
Hector began to approach Ruby, slowly, until he was barely a foot away from her. His eyes raked over her naked form, and he bit his lip as the sight of her gave him an erection. He cursed under his breath and wanted to pick up her dress on the floor, to cover her up. However, she threw herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest as her hands went around his neck. He cursed under his breath as desire surged through him. It had been years since he had gotten laid. Lifting her face, Ruby stood on her tippy toes and kissed him, her lips warm, soft and yet demanding. His hand went around her neck and he kissed her back before pulling away He gripped her hair tightly, forcing her head back as he turned her toward Don Gray. Ruby moaned, her desire for a man and the pain in her scalp both affecting her at the same time. She could hear Hector's voice and understood his words as well, but she could not help herself. “What would you do if I fucked your bitch right before
Hector sat in the back seat, his gaze fixed on the road ahead as his underling maneuvered the car through the streets. His heart pounded—not from fear, but from the raw, unfiltered rage that had consumed him for years.He would finally come face to face with the man who had taken everything from him. Don Gray. The name alone was enough to make his blood boil. Beside him, his stepsister, Tara reached for his hand, squeezing it gently. Her presence was a silent reminder that he wasn’t alone in this. "Everything is going to go according to plan," she reassured him. Hector let out a humorless chuckle. His jaw clenched as he stared ahead, eyes cold as steel. "It doesn't matter," he murmured. "Even if things don’t go according to plan, as long as I get him, I will be content." Behind them, a convoy of vehicles followed in tight formation. Every single one of them was filled with men.... his men. Armed and ready for war. This was not just a mission. It was a reckoning. Th
The old man’s smile never wavered as he studied Ruby, his dark gaze filled with twisted amusement. “That,” he said, tilting his head, “was the wrong thing to say, darling. To prove how much I love you, I’m giving you a single chance,” he continued. “Apart from your freedom, you may ask for anything. Anything at all, and I promise you shall have it.” She clenched her jaw, her body trembling with suppressed rage. “I don’t want anything from you,” she hissed, her voice firm despite her helpless state. “The only thing I want is to be as far away from you as possible.” The man’s smile faltered, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “And if I can’t have that,” she continued, swallowing the lump in her throat, “I’d rather end my own life than be tied to you.” The room fell into a suffocating silence. Then, slowly, the man rose from his chair and walked toward the bed. Ruby gasped as he loomed over her, his presence suffocating. “You are mistaken,” he said in a calm, measur
ANYA Valentine’s Day; The day of lovers, the day I had been waiting for with my heart in my throat and dreams in my eyes. Today was going to be my day. My perfect day. I rushed into the bar, my heart pounding in anticipation. The sight of Cross made my breath catch, as it always did. He was sitting there, looking effortlessly perfect. His hair was slightly messy, his smile casually charming, and his presence magnetic. I had loved him since high school, and even now, in college, that love hadn’t faded. If anything, it had only grown stronger. He was the guy all the girls wanted, yet somehow, he remained single. That was part of his charm...unreachable, mysterious, untouchable. But not to me. I believed I had a chance. I wasn’t supposed to school at Kings college. My parents had wanted me to attend a more prestigious one, but I had whined, begged, and complained until they sent me there.....where Cross was. To me, nothing mattered more than being near him. Yesterday, I had done...
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