All Chapters of Taming His Big Monster: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter 149~ALICIA~The Large, tall, white paint house was nothing short of luxurious and elegant. Royalty too. The only thing that was missing was the cozy warmth, air, and closure of home, and that home was with Dominic. Shooing that thought to the darkest part of my head, a part where I didn't visit a lot, a part where I kept the things I wanted so much to forget, a part where I hoped and prayed would smolder and consume the face and memories of Dominic, I let my nostrils flare as the delicious aroma from the vast, copious, different cuisines in front of me on a long marble table, wafted through the walls of my nose. The pendant black and gold three-set chandelier that almost dropped from the ceiling to the floor above our heads cast a warm glow on the foods and wines on the table, but none of that was enough to ease the uneasiness and bitterness that I felt, the self-loathing that gnawed at my soul, the trembling of my limbs and fingers as they wrapped around a pair of golden cu

Chapter 151~ALICIA~"Failed, again." Desmond's gruff voice rang behind me, before spinning around and swiftly heading over the barrier counter that separated us from the bullseye target in his shooting range where he was training me. Or preferably, where he had been training me for the past two weeks now.Two weeks, it's been two weeks since this training, and the fire of vengeance that bubbled through my veins hadn't waned the slightest bit. It's been two weeks and I hadn't managed, not even for once had I been able to get the plaguing thoughts, of what I had signed up for, the horrific, gruesome image that haunted my nights and dreams of the Man I murdered in that car the day I ran into this irrevocable alliance. Two whole painful, lonely, yearning, and torturous weeks of trying to get the voices, the face, and touches of Dominic off my head and skin, my core, even. Two weeks of prepping myself and getting ready to throw myself into the dark, scary, impending, and awaiting fangs of

Chapter 153~ALICIA~It was exactly 20 hours after Desmond made every threat and cooing in the world to diverge my mind and will from this day. À the day I had been waiting for. A day I had been looking forward to like no other, a day I was going to either take one more life to avenge my confiscated Freedom and the mysterious, gruesome death of my parents, or be killed and sent to meet them like a headless chicken in hell.It was exactly 5 P.M., dusk was already staking its claim, and I couldn't help the thrill that coursed through me, trying to gauge my heart out of its cage. Not in fear or apprehension, it was in sheer excitement like the Grim Reaper. I couldn't help the wide beam and adrenaline rush that woke me up this morning like a shadow, like a cloak, and like a second skin. It wasn't because I was so confident in winning and succeeding in my quest, no...It was because I felt a kind of boundless freedom like I had never felt before. A freedom that robbed me of the thoughts of w

Chapter 155~AlICIA~My eyes broadened as I leaped backward from Becky as she lunged toward me with a speed that left her blurry, my nose flared as I breathed in the vicious lethality that permeated the air, my foot faltered on the floor and she caught me off guard with a sweep kick, sending me crashing to the floor with a loud, painful groan. My limbs grew weak and my head became a jumbled mess as I landed on the back of my head, darkness engulfed my vision and that familiar feeling of shutting down cladded my brain again but my eyes jerked open with a painful yelp at the weight that landed on my middle, my eyes blazed as Becky's face came into view. Dagger poised for a killing thrust to my face, my heartbeat accelerated in desperation, my veins bubbled with dread and an overwhelming surge of adrenaline rush as I growled like a caged mother beast, my hands lunged forward at the last second and I got hold of her wrists, hands trembling vigorously as I pushed back at the same viscous f

THBM EP 157~DOMINIC~I had never been addicted to anything or anyone, so I never knew and expected how notoriously and nefariously painful withdrawal felt. How fucking restless I'd become if I lost a pet, how empty the house would feel, how cold it'd been all along before my little pet came along, how much I had slept and hoped to wake up the next day just to see that pretty little face that housed a small mouth that felt so fucking good around my cock. How much I would skitter down the road of destruction if the day ever came when I'd have to lose my pet, how berserk I'd go. Okay, I had a hunch, fine, it wasn't just a hunch, I felt it, I've had the fear because I knew, I've always known that I had lost the key to the door that led to the world I lived before Alicia came along, that my life would become void and empty without her, that I'd go extra miles to try to get her back, that things would skitter off the wrong edge where my power, my men, my strategies, my brain and techniques