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You Can Run But... Game Changed
Maya's POV Alert signs filled my head, and so did the danger of my actions. There should have been another way to stop him, but where? Nothing came into my head at that moment except to kiss him. It was the hardest decision I ever made. But then it was working. His stiffness melted, and he flowed with me, his tongue owning my mouth as he held me, his palms on my back, guiding me to the wall. When my back hit the wall, he placed his hand above my head and continued to kiss me; his head lowered down to my level. His mouth oozed with the stench of alcohol, and his breath was raspy It was gentle and pure, but still, I felt dirty and wrecked. I prayed he didn't go too far. Because how was I to stop him when I initiated it all? He picked me up, my legs rounding his waist as his hot mouth nibbled on my neck. I gasped as his hands touched my breast, tugging at the cloth like he was frustrated. He wasn't being so gentle anymore as he set me down and ripped my clothes, my lacy underwear c
You Can Run But... Game Changed (2)
Authors POV The following morning Maestro was nowhere in sight on the large bed much to her relief, she curled on the bed, Swollen eyes and patched lips. She did not sleep even a blink as she had nightmares about dead bodies and guns pointed toward her. She trembled so much she thought she had caught a fever. She wondered if Sir Derinem had granted her request; it was apparent Maestro had gone to see him that morning, and he was also dressed to go out. She second-guessed that Maestro wasn't going to be around. It turned out she was right. But now, she only wanted to know if her request had reached Sir Derinem. She wore a simple, white cotton gown appreciating the coverage after feeling almost naked the night before. She wore her flip-flops and wadded out of the room. The smell of food hit her nose like it always did, and this time, instead of whetting her appetite, she wanted to throw up. Rubbing her arm, she entered the kitchen and came face to face with Derinem's Assistant li
You Can Run But... Unexpected News
"What do you mean Anna is getting married to Manuel?" Maya stood up, waiting for the woman to call everything she had just revealed a bluff. It wasn't enough that Dora told her that her family abandoned her and never spoke about how to get her out. It wasn't even enough that Anna told the reporters that she had run off with a man, now... Dora repeated, "They got engaged recently and plan to marry soon. I was angry at the betrayal, so I quit." She couldn't take it anymore. Maya shook her head, tears falling from her eyes. "Not Manuel, too, not him. How could he do this to me? Why Dora? What did I do wrong?" Maya couldn't hold back the tears as she collapsed on the floor. "He couldn't even wait for me to get out. What did I do? Is Anna better for him than me? He said he didn't like how I dressed, but that's minor. You told me if you loved someone, all those are minor right?" She now understood why Sir Derinem kept his lips sealed on how Manuel was. He didn't want to shatter her. D
You Can Run But... Playing His Game
She watched him from where she sat at the edge of the bed; he was writing at the far end of the room; it was night, but he wasn't attempting to get into bed, and she was already drowsy. It had been a long day—another day of being submissive. He was still uncomfortable with her sudden change; she knew and was glad about it. At least she wasn't the only one apprehensive about the next move. He wiped his eyes with his thumb. She yawned. She couldn't wait for him any longer. He looked at her as she began to strip. "No," he shook his head, "don't go to bed now; stay with me." She sighed and sat back on the bed, trying her best not to shut her eyes. "Don't sleep, Maya! Wait a little more time," he said again, snapping her out of a drool, almost enveloping her. She shook her head, determined to obey him, watching him scribble on paper, still in the white shirt he had returned from work. She yawned To her relief, he rounded up whatever he was doing, arranged the papers, and stood up.
You Can Run But... Leona
Damon strode into the guest room—not bothering to knock. He had to make this meeting before leaving, and as he arranged his cuff, he felt the gun hidden in his suit pants. Most times, protection was needed when it came to Derinem. He knew if it weren't for their father, one of them would have already been dead; they were like two negative currents that shouldn't get close. He found Derinem cleaning a pistol with a small white cloth. Derinem looked at him, then back to cleaning the gun in his hand while facing the window. "Your pleasures didn't change, brother. Father should be happy in his grave; thought you might have gotten bored after finding another hobby in stalking Maya." "Neither did yours," Derinem replied without turning. "What are you doing here?" "I should ask you that question, but then because Father made us promise to accommodate each other whenever the want arose, that's the reason I'm not kicking you out." Indeed, that was the last wish of their father before he d
You Can Run But... Jealousy
Maya's POV "I never see you eat so much, madame," Lina's voice cut through me as I raised the spoon filled with rice in it; she stood in front of me across the table, amusement in her eyes; I focused back on the scoop putting it whole in my mouth then picking the remaining grains with my spoon. It was evening, and the day after Maestro was gone, last night had made all the difference. I slept in my nightgown with the lights on, which I couldn't do if he had been around. I also found out they had a beautiful garden in the manor. Spending my afternoon with a book in my hand, hearing the birds chirp. It was such an experience until I looked up and found Sir Derinem behind a window, eyes full on me, I felt very conscious at that moment, rubbing my arm, and was about to leave, but when I looked up again, he was gone. "It's so good, Lina," I groaned, "never been so hungry in my life." She collected my plate and refilled it. "Boss Derinem, tell me to provide you with what you want. Me
You Can Run But... Avoiding Her
Author's POV "Don't you even dare raise a finger on her, Allysia; drop your hand to your side!" He roared again, and even Maya jolted from where she stood. She turned to see him coming towards them; he wore a black polo and shorts and looked like he had been working, for there were beads of sweat on him. When did he even come back anyway? He pulled Maya beside him and glared at Allysia. "What are you doing here?" She withdrew into herself, looking a little calmer than hateful. "I came to see Don Damon, but our new fortunate favorite tells me he isn't home, so I stayed for a little chat with her; obviously, it's not going out as planned." "Leave Allysia! Damon is not in, and you're not even supposed to be here. You and Damon had that talk the last time you came." "He didn't mean what he said," she smiled slyly, "he was acting impulsively because she made him do it. She took him away from me, but then she can have him." Maya frowned, thinking she may not have heard right; Allys
You Can Run But... TRIGGER WARNINGS
Just to be clear, this is a dark romance book and there will be a lot of triggers. I know I left warnings at the blurb but I've seen scenarios with other authors where their books were down graded because it had trigger scenes even though there were actual warnings in the book.There's a reason it's called DARK ROMANCE. and a Mafia book can't do without it. at least mine.like the next chapter. Trigger warnings in the next chapter. I advice not to read if you are sensitive to avoid negative feedbacks.I assure you, this scenes are needed for the plot progression.Happy reading.
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You Can Run But... pheww (2)
Heyyyyyyyyy I'm pretty glad I'm done with those two. I'm hurting too. Being the Don's Obsession is finished now as the second book in the series, "Angels for the Demons." Gianna Venditti and Zayne Xavier, this has to be the easiest book I've ever written, all thanks to you all for taking out time to comment and bug me. Lol, I love that too.Mint Mocha, you deserve a special chapter. I think I hurt you the most. Lol.To be clear, there were few terms Zayne used that weren't understood, like when he said, "I can't get enough blues in my life." Well, that's about their eyes. Gianna has blue eyes, the same as Jane.The Nico book is in the works, and I'm still not sure when it's coming out yet, but keep your fingers crossed, for that will also be a wery bumpy wide.I can't give out the name yet, maybe because I haven't settled on any, and that's the hardest part.Sorry for the grammatical errors; I'll work on that.Once again, thank you for the gems, the stars, the comments, and even the
You Can Run But... Bit uh sweetness
Gianna blinked, facing the immaculate white walls and the beeping that sounded far away. Unable to feel her body, she decided she was in heaven.Only heaven could feel this painless; only heaven could feel this safe, well, heaven and Zayne's presence, but since he wasn't in sight, maybe she was in heaven.She waited for the angels to take her into paradise, wipe the tears from her eyes, and tell her she would be okay, that the earth was never her place anyway, that she'd fallen.The image of Axel holding the sledgehammer with a sick smile while watching her scream in agony had tears filling her eyes. She was never meant for this brutal and sinful world anyway.She wondered if Zayne would find her dead body. She wanted to cry out for him, tell him she was sorry she had gone off track, and cry that she didn't deserve him, but it was too late; she was dead.Or was she..."I had a feeling you'd open those eyes today." She turned to see him sitting on a chair beside her bed, looking into h
You Can Run But... Touch of death
He drove hard, he went fast, his wet cloth clung to his body as he cursed at the car for not moving more quickly than it was doing, and he slammed hard on the steering wheel, flying past the few trucks on the way."Gia..." He whispered in the car, one hand dragging his hair back, Axel's voice ringing.'Run, Zayne, or not; either way, she won't make it.'Cartel's quarters, he breathed hard. The last time he had gone there was the first time their paths had crossed, and now it seemed it would be their last.He pushed off the negative thought. He had to think positively; he fucking had to think positively, but knowing Axel and his anger toward her, he hoped he didn't get there too late.He was alone on the road, in the dark stormy night, with lightning striking and thunder rumbling, and all he could think of was how scared she would be, how wounded, how dead. He swallowed."Goddamn you, Axel!" He gritted his teeth and groaned and swore that if Axel touched a hair on her body, he'd make s
You Can Run But... Little revenge
She struggled to open her eyes, but each time she did and the bulb overhead hit her, her head ached so badly she had to shut it again; she felt like she was running in a maze of blurs."She's coming awake," she heard the voice, and she snapped her eyes wide open, coming face to face with Axel, who was sitting opposite her. When her eyes met him, he smiled.The thud of her heartbeat was loud now as she quickly looked around for a place of escape."Welcome home, Bonbon," Axel laughed. "I told you we'd meet again, didn't I? Heard Zayne fuck another pussy?" He settled back on the pink couch and asked, "Is that why you went running?"Her color drained when she saw she was back at the cartels' mansion in her room, tied up on a wooden chair while he sat on her pink couch, staring at her in the face with a psychotic smile on his lips.He raised her phone, "Amara has been calling; she says she's sorry, and why are you not in her apartment?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, "Gianna,
You Can Run But... Little hurt
The next seven days had her stuck in her room, glaring at the window time and again, her eyes falling to her ring wrapped around her fingers, reminding her of the hurt.She cried until she couldn't cry anymore, clutching at her chest, wanting to rip out the damn organ, refusing to heed that it was only needed to get blood out.When she wasn't by the mirror, she was curled up on the bed, listening to her stomach groan in protest at being the one carrying the load of her heart.The manor had gone quiet, and day in and day out, she could feel him by her locked door, pleading for her to open up and let him in so they could sort things out.But she wasn't ready to decide what she was to do yet.He'd pounded on the door forcefully the first day, yelling at her to understand and listen to his explanations: "Gianna, I didn't do it; I'd never do it. Gianna, I detest that you don't believe I'd never hurt you! Gianna!!"That wasn't it; she had considered it and concluded that he was speaking the
You Can Run But... Chaos
Author's POV. He had a hand stuck in his hair, pushing back while glaring at the smirk on her face. Alexa looked so proud of herself, and Gia couldn't stop staring; she was frozen."So darling," Alexa whispered, and he could see Gia wince. "Now that she knows I'm three months pregnant, what will we do about it? It's a boy, your flesh, and.....""Shut your mouth," he snapped at her, then walked over to Gia, holding her shoulders, "Gia, I should have told you; I wanted to; listen, it's not what you think, I swear."She struggled to open her lips and get a word out, but she was stuck. Alexa appeared pregnant, so it was apparent she wasn't lying about that one, and that confidence on her face was beginning to scare her."Did you..." Gia started, but then she swallowed, hating how shaky her voice sounded, and asked, "Did you sleep with her?"He shook his head, "It's not that sim...""Oh liar," Alexa rolled her eyes, coming closer, "he fucked me, Gia, like an animal. You can get your bag
You Can Run But... Perfect chaos (2)
GIA'S POV.He had his back towards me, his tensed shoulders visible with the singlet he wore, his hand gripping the phone as he gritted into it, and he grabbed the chair before him."No," I could sense his irritation, "I thought we agreed on keeping things clear; what the fuck do you want now?"When he had that tone on, it worried me, for slowly, he began to withdraw into himself, and it took a ton to get him out. Whatever it was that was behind that phone had a hold on him.Most of what was said lacked content; they repeated the exact words, and this was the third time he picked up the phone.I encircled my hand around his waist, placing my cheek on his back, sighing when I felt him loosen up; sometimes, this was the only comfort he needed.He slammed the phone back on its hold, glaring down at it, but soon it was ringing again.I held his palm before he grabbed it, and he looked into my face.I raised a brow, "who's that?"He narrowed his eyes to the wall, but I brought it back on my
You Can Run But... Perfect chaos
2 MONTHS LATER..."I don't want a dress!" Jane stomped her foot on the ground, glaring at the blue ball gown Gia held in front of her like it was mold. "I want a suit like Zayne."Gia inhaled deeply, glaring at the top of the girl's head, unsure of what to do next, for she had tried everything, including threats of no dessert or no more outing, but Jane retained her stand.All thanks to Zayne, she breathed fire, spoiling the girl rotten and always giving her what she wanted when she wanted it, and Jane, knowing she had him wrapped around her fingers, also knew there were no limitations to what he could do for her."Why didn't you tell me all this when you watched me pick this out for you?" Gia had a stern look on her face.And that had Jane melting, with fake tears filling her eyes.Gia groaned, looking at the clock on the wall above the door; just an hour remained, and she was still in her robe, her hair still curled in rolls, with no sign of beginning her preparations before the banq
You Can Run But... Owning him
A week later and the room had him most of the hours of the day.Shame Guilt When he appeared to have everything in order, Sins called out and reminded him how much he didn't deserve Gianna.He tried to tell her several times what had happened that night when he believed she was gone. Tried to tell her when he held her hand during a walk on the beach with Jane in front of them...But then, losing her again wasn't what he wanted. He'd never been so afraid; he had never been so threatened.Alexa had called him two days after that night, and he could hear Nico's voice in the background; the call was filled with whispers and secrets."Don't get worked up, Zayne," she'd laughed over the phone, "that night was all I wanted; I promise not to tell anyone.""Your words don't mean sh*t, Alexa.""It hurts; that is all you can say after the best night of my life," she sighed. "Besides, I'm ready to let you go; you won't see me anymore; it's your fucking loss."That was the last he heard from her
