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You Can Run But... Ticking Bomb (2)
The car screeched to a stop in front of the club, and immediately he heard his soldiers jumping down from the truck and cars just behind him and Maximo's ride. He was out in seconds, the goons taking their place in front of him as he walked in, pulling the gun out of his side.He looked up, seeing the bouncers at the entrance of the pub, on alert, hands on the trigger, waiting for a provocation.He heard the gunshots and sighed upon hearing the bouncers drop; he didn't spare the dead bodies a glance as he walked over them, now in the pub, where some of his men waited by the door.The club was filled to the brim, as expected, and the stage had strippers sliding up and down the poles with music blaring from speakers. the rowdy mess of people bumping against each other, oblivious of what was about to happen.But he didn't need them, Zayne sniffled; he didn't come for them.He shot the gun in the air twice in succession, and soon the screams of people went up just at the same time as the
You Can Run But... Ticking Bomb (3)
"You can leave now," the bold voice came up, standing next to the wide-opened door, glaring at her back in the face with no emotions in those eyes, "the door had always been opened."She grimaced looking at him then at the door. Why did it feel like he was playing with her yet his face was so straight and not betraying anything?"Are you.." She hated how her voice sounded in her ears; what was she doing being scared of him? "Are you sure?"He nodded, But her distrust for him screamed the loudest. There was nothing hard about finding If he was really playing with her, except that she was tired of being let down, she didn't want to feel that way any longer.She took a step forward, grimacing as the pain shot from her feet to her brain, prickly like needles. How did she ever think stepping on broken glass was a good idea?ending up only hurting herself.She took more steps, almost close to him now; he looked down at her leg, his jaw clenching, but then he faced forward, looking at the
You Can Run But... The Offer
He drove through the gates of the manor, his eyes straight at the windscreen; either he didn't feel her glare throughout the ride or he decided to ignore her.The second seemed valid.She tried hard to swallow the anger that he had sent people after her, to scare the life out of her, then wiped her tears and gave her that sarcastic smile she hated."Guess who didn't make it so far?" like she was a game he played, watching her limit, how far she could stay strong and coming for her when she was at her breaking point.She hated that she had cried, that she had folded into herself; she'd have known this was all him. He had his name written all over it.What did he want from her now?He parked the car and climbed out of it, going over to her side of the car. Finding out she had pushed it open and was stepping out, he grimaced.She wondered why until she tried to stand and her knee gave way immediately, causing her to fall back to sitting in the car. Self-loathing was so inevitable.Espec
You Can Run But... Terms and Cons
"His mistress!" Amara was alarmed when Gia finished explaining what had gone on between her and Zayne two days ago. Two days passed, and she was still having double thoughts about his offer. "You're kidding me right now," Amara muttered this time, sitting on the bed and watching her friend pace the room.Gia stopped, wrapping the robe around her body. "You think I'll joke about something like that, Amara?" She sighed. "He wants me to be his mistress." Her cheeks turned red when she turned her eyes to the wall, and she added, "Satisfy his sexual needs.""ok..." Amara breathed in: "He wanted to kill you about a month ago. Now he wants you as a mistress." She looked at Gia again. "I have only one word for this.""What?""ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh""Amara, stop this," she sat down next to her on the bed, She was back in her room; she'd been taken there in the morning by Maximo, who, considering her wounded feet, had come along with a wheelchair, which she frowned at at first.They hadn't t
You Can Run But... Please Him
GIA'S POV I hated how he stared at me, fingers interlocked, challenging, wanting to see if I'd chicken out. "Do all the work," he said. I'll give it to him; he was calculative. I was bent on giving him the worst time of his life, but now he's making me do it all myself. "Come on, Gia," he urged gently, eyes dancing, "for someone who always has a comeback, you seem scared."I was scared; there was no lying about it. I swallowed; there was no way out of this one. I wished I had a chance to get to Amara first; she looked like she could teach me a thing or two, but here I was, as clueless as a dead fish.Finally, he shook his head and turned his nose back to his work, scribbling on the paper.This was the most awkward and embarrassing situation I had ever been in. I could feel goosebumps beginning to pop up on my body.Seduce him. He wanted to be seduced.Ok, here we go.I took a deep breath, and hearing me breathe out my readiness, he immediately raised his head to stare at me again,
You Can Run But... Please him (2)
"This doesn't feel okay, Amara." I complained looking down at my body and then at Amara, who was putting the rest of the toys away, hidden in the wardrobe, "the vibrator is inside me," I whispered still in awe, or was it shame, "and this lingerie is so sinful, I can see my tits in it." She turned to me, looking bored and waving a dildo, saying, "One more complaint and I might just blow up." Groaning, she walked up to me, "Besides that's why it's called lingerie." I blinked in worry. The ordering was successful, with Amara showing me products and showing me videos on how they were used. Unable to point out any that caught my interest, we had ordered a whole bunch of them, with lingeries that left me more naked than my bare state. After about three days of dragging my feet on whether I wanted to do it or not, I finally agreed, so now I had in me a more satisfying mono flex. A type of internal and external vibrator that worked with the sound of music Amara had said it was the right c
You Can Run But... Tempo
"Don!" Her cries pierced through the music as she clutched the sheets with her toes, lifting her ass each time the tempo came through. The sight was maddening, the lingerie that had paved the way to my high expectations, splayed on the bed, her tits almost fully out, for she had clutched on them, before grabbing the sheets again, Her hair had become a mess, and she shook as if she were convulsing, and if I wasn't losing my mind, I would have wondered why she had it on if she was going to react like this, and when she could catch her breath, she whispered, "Don, I beg you, it's—it's..." Though I felt weak at the knees, I couldn't stop messing with her. "Bad?" "Uhm, uhm..." Her hands flew to her hair as her legs rubbed against each other. I turned down the volume and smiled, ignoring my cock throbbing hard against my joggers; she was relaxed on the bed now, taking deep breaths like she had been on a marathon. "How does it feel, babydoll?" "Don't call me th—Oh God, no!" She whi
You Can Run But... Competition
Authors POVZayne pressed the phone to his ear, trying to control the anger that was seeping through. There was so much anger that he had to stare up at the ceiling and steady his breath."Boss" Maximo's voice came over the speaker, "Are you there?""I am," Zayne muttered, narrowing his eyes; he knew he shouldn't flare up over the phone because his first cousin didn't understand the word "no," which he had said countless times over the phone.Damon was in trouble; he could smell it. When Damon was in trouble, that was when he remembered he had ties with the Mafia, though he knew that wasn't his fault but Aunt Maria's; but then there was Clara; she had as much connection with the Derinem's.But Damon... Since they crossed paths when he was ten and Damon was much younger, they never got along—well, he never got along with Damon, to be fair, but it was a case of someone who thought their worries should be carried by other people.And Don Derinem, Zayne clenched his fist as he walked ov
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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
