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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.
You Can Run But... Cute Devil
She swallowed, thinking of how stupid she was to believe it was Sir Derinem. Trying not to tremble in front of the guard so he didn't report to Maestro, she lowered her moist eyes, waiting for his voice to return. "Maya," he chuckled, "I caught you off guard?" She nodded for a moment, forgetting he wasn't there with her, but still, she felt him all around her. His touch, his threats, his kisses... "Maya!" "M...Maes... Maestro very...sorry, I fell asleep... " "Stop speaking before you choke on air." He growled, then sighed. "It's challenging. You're not here. I got used to your presence, and it's hard reaching out and not touching you." Quite the opposite was the case for her. The large bed was made for her without him, and her bulging lower eyes faded to their beautiful almond shape. "Say something, Maya. I called to hear you speak." How he went from sounding like the devil to a lost little boy couldn't be learned. That sent her off guard. It pushed her into not knowing what to
You Can Run But... The Wedding invitation
He got to his feet when he felt her motionless beneath him, leaned down, he stroked the side of her neck, checking to see if she was still breathing and sighing when she was. He moved to the wall, pulled his hair back from his face, and turned on the light while glancing at her form on the bed. He squinted. She wasn't Maya, no. Even yet, she didn't resemble Maya. He got into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The water beating down on his body soothing his tired muscles. His eyes were still open despite the rushing water, and his fist packed a handful of his hair. Red eyes gleamed in the dark bathroom. He could hear the men talking just outside the door, waiting for his command, but all that came to his mind was... "Maya," he muttered in the water. He knew it was happening again, just as Derinem had warned. He couldn't stop his obsession. The obsession he wanted an escape from The water dripped from his hair down to his body as he grabbed a towel, burying his face and hair
You Can Run But... Good girl gone bad
"Wow," she heard him say, and she raised her head to see him still scrutinizing the note. She couldn't tell if it affected him, for his countenance was straight, making her wonder if she had made the right choice in giving him the note. "Your sister..." He shook the note, "Just wow." He left her and went to the window, his back toward her. "I'm sorry about all of this, but is there anything I can do for you?" "Yes," she went to him, "this is it." This was all she needed. She wanted, "I want you to let me go to the wedding." He stayed quiet for a while, his body still, his muscled back stiffening. The room was quiet; the only sounds were her unstable breaths. She knew what she was asking for. Damn the escape plan; this had to go on first. Then he broke her "No, Maya, you can't go." "But she's my sister," she clenched her fist, knowing she was going past her limit. "A family. I can't miss a family's wedding." "She states here that she understands you won't be able to grace the
You Can Run But... Good girl gone Bad (2)
Who was it going to be for then? He watched her back at the far end of the room, suddenly looking like a demon, her confident allure evident with every movement of her body. She wasn't the girl who had left Don's room just now. This woman, whoever she was, was different. "So, whom are the papers for?" She turned to him, a dark smile on her beautiful lips, "For an old friend. An ex. My sister's groom, a family friend." Her laughter echoed in the room: "He is a lot of things: even a liar and a cheat." "Are you okay, ma'am?" He was about to reach for her when she raised a finger. "I'm fine. Very good. Okay, at the prospect of what's to come, because it will be interesting, Luca," the fire in her eyes lowered, and she tipped her head to the side so innocently, "I just need you to help me." He nodded, stepping forward with his hands resting against his zipper. "I'm all at your service, ma'am; anything you want me to do?" "A lot of things." *** He kicked the door of the pub closed w
You Can Run But... Under Her Fire
He frowned at the paper and then back at her, trembling at the sight of the evidence piled in a huge file, ready to ruin him. He swallowed hard. "Where did you get this?" She patted her hair carefully, pushing back invisible strands. Who the heck was this woman, and what the hell was she doing in Maya? "It's hard for anyone to turn a request down when money gets involved; I advise you to clean your circle," she said, studying her nails, "Manuel, you can tear those if you want; I have more than a hundred copies." "Maya, why are you doing this? What do you want from me?" Her eyes flared, and she sat up, face to face with him, "How dare you ask me that? How dare you?" "Boss," she heard Luca's comforting tone and stayed still. Then she took a deep breath, fell back on the car seat, and crossed her legs, revealing a slit down the sides, showing long, creamy thighs. "In a way, I'm helping Anna, stopping her from getting married to a leech for a husband. But all the same, Manuel, the sm
You Can Run But... The Devil in her
When Luca knocked on her door two days later with a cell phone in hand, dialing Manuel, it was a thrill for her to hear the fear in his voice.It seemed he was with Anna when the call came through, for she heard the background noise change immediately from rowdy to quiet while he spoke in a hushed tone."Maya, come on! You can't hold a grudge that long; you can't be asking me to call off the wedding with your sister!"She tightened the robe around her body, feeling empty of emotions as she stared at the painting in Maestro's room. She had to keep this going, or she would fall back on her own words."Oh my God, I didn't know she was my sister." Her sarcasm was evident. "How did you know?" Then she snapped, "Listen here, Manuel; I've given you enough time, and tomorrow is the wedding.""How will she feel if I call everything off a day before the wedding?""I don't care a bit, *Barbie*" She pushed her hair behind her ear, hearing his frustrated sighs, "Will you or will you not do it?""Ok
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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
