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Though she had fallen asleep before him, he woke up before her, looking into her sleepy face. The cover was on her waist, leaving her upper body bare, pink nipples hardening from the cold. Her hair was a jungle of strands thrown in all directions, and all he wanted was to sink his finger into it, inhale on it But he decided not to, for she was a light sleeper. Any little movement, she would be on her ass, recognition in her eyes as she looked around the room like it was hell. Unable to hold himself longer, he moved her hair from her face, leaning his face close to hers, his elbow supporting his weight. His breath woke her up. Slowly her eyelids fluttered open, a surprised look on her face when she got in sync with her surroundings. "Maestro..." She began puzzled He placed a finger on her lips. "Don't say anything," She tried to sit up, but he didn't budge; he flattened his palm on her abdomen, applying gentle pressure so she understood that he wanted her on her back. "Do you
You Can Run But... The plan to own her (2)
Maya's POV Griiiiiiiin Griiiiiiiin The phone rings, making me jolt out of my thoughts. Maestro, putting on a white polo, went over to pick it up, the phone between his ear and shoulders, struggling to put on a watch. Three days since he touched me that way, and since then, it was all I could think of to the extent I was ashamed of it. Why did he do that? I can still remember the feel of his hair against my hands, the mischief in his eyes as he looked up at me, and the way his tongue rounded on my nipples. My thoughts were getting out of hand. If Dora were here, she would be so ashamed of me. I haven't seen Sir Derinem ever since I confessed to him. I wondered if he had left me to myself Or didn't believe me enough to find Dora. Whichever way the case, it took all my strength to keep my faith in him strong. Not wanting to feel hopeless, I stood up and began to prepare for bed, stripping bare. His face was to the wall, and I prayed he wouldn't see me till I was under the covers.
You Can Run But... The Plan to own her (3)
Authors POV "Don't turn around now; his eyes are on you," Derinem ordered again. He was observing his brother, who was engrossed in a conversation with Jack yet still watching Maya. He knew she wasn't comfortable with him being close, especially when his brother was not too far away. But what could he do? It was the only way he could meet her. Finally coming home after meeting Dora, he hoped she'd be excited; he now believed her after speaking with the elderly servant, but Lina told him Damon had taken her along. So he decided to come down to her. He was dressed all back with a giant hoodie that covered most of his face in its blackness; surely Damon could not recognize him in this. When Damon's gaze turned from her, he whispered again, "Sit erect, Maya," She did and turned to the side, her eyes falling on him, then she faced the counter again. "You look different, sir Derinem" Her soft voice filled his ears. "I was about to say the same about you" he knew she would blush, but
You Can Run But... Between the Devil and the deep blue sea
He caught her by the waist before she hit the ground, her hands flaying like there was no bone in them. Her face was white, and her lips parted. Damon gruntled. What was he doing? He had gone too far again. He placed two fingers on the side of her neck. There was no way she was going to die because of one sight. One horrific sight... His conscience ate at him. Jack looked down at Maya and shook his head. The consequences were going to be great if he dared Don, so he looked away, overseeing the cleaning of the room Damon picked her up from the ground like she weighed nothing; walking out of the stuffed room, he could feel the sweat on his cloth, and the strands of his hair that fell into his eyes were also wet and salty. He looked into her face again; regret came, but he stomped on it immediately. She had lied to him, and this was his warning. Hopefully, she remembered her terror before thinking of any funny businesses. He took her past the bar, where nobody noticed them. Maybe j
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
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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.
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You Can Run But... Bit uh sweetness
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You Can Run But... Little revenge
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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
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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
