"Don't you dare touch me with your disgusting hands again bit**!" Her breathing stopped and her mouth went dry. The anger in his eyes was something she never saw before. Vincenzo was famous for his calmness and temper. Then who was this deadly disaster standing in front of her? The same hands that had caressed her body with a gentleness that no man has ever shown her before were hurting her. They were treating her like trash when earlier they treated her like a piece of delicate glass. "But it's true Vince...I...lov-" "How does it matter puttana...you will be dead in few minutes anyways. So tell me a reason to not kill you for your treason?" She was willing to accept death. Her body ready to fall down any second without the support of his arms. One last time she looked up at him. His eyelashes looking longer than usual and those black orbs sucking her in their darkness. "My answer will not change...I have and will always love you" Her voice came out stronger than before. With determination and truthful shining in her teary eyes, she laid her heart open to the man she dared to love and betray . His eyes held surprise for few seconds to be followed by indifference. With no emotion on his face and eyes narrowed, he pulled down the barrel, ready to shoot her. "Tst tsk wrong answer mio amore" The coldness of the muzzle made her close her eyes again. Ready to accept death from the hands of her lover for her crimes. His breath on her face, the only thing she could feel as she takes her last breath borrowing it from him. "Rule 2: to kill who betrays and you puttana...." His cold finger trailed the path of her tears and she twitched under his touch. "You betrayed me of everything" *bang* ...................................................
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"I could kill anyone for you,
But then you asked me to replace this anyone with me."
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Gioardino warehouse at outskirts of the city
12:45 am
His eagle eyes stared at her with coldness.
Few seconds of silence passed making her more scared than before.
Her eyes refused to match his deadly ones.
With her little frame shuddering under his coldness she wished for heavens to save her from this person's hell.
"Pleas-"
"Shhhhhhhh"
He moved closer to her, showing her his long slender finger, but not touching her lips.
"Give me one fuck*** reason mio amore...just one reason why I should not empty these bullets into your unitille(useless) brain?"
The muzzle of the gun was pressed to her temple, making her tremble with fear.
His cologne engulfed her, intensifying the level of her anxiety.
Her eyes were shut tightly as he entrapped her between the wall and his body, with not to forget a gun pressed to her head.
"Answer me!"
His booming voice made her flinch and press herself to the wall tightly.
Her right cheek brushing it as she refused to look back, let alone answer him.
His beast was on the verge of getting unleashed, her silence aggravating it further.
Moving the nozzle of the gun from her temple to her chin, his fingers brush against her cheeks.
To suddenly hold her chin and tilt her face up to make her look at him.
"Tell me mi amore...just one reason and you are free from my prison."
His coldness dropped a few degrees lower as he whispered in her ear.
A hint of helplessness evident in his voice to be only covered by his veiled cold orbs.
"Because.....because I love you, Vincenzo...I...."
She couldn't continue any further when she saw his reaction.
The air gushed into her lungs as he suddenly moved back from her and smiled.
The gun moved down to her relief but his eyes...they showed incredulity.
"Love?"
This time he let his head fall back and he laughs like a crazy person.
His eyes looking around to find others looking at the floor.
"Do you listen to her guys? This cagna here tells me she loves me?"
He was making a joke of her feelings.
The way he sarcastically and publically degraded her made tears well in her eyes.
"Vincenzo...please I am sorry"
Her voice was low enough for only him to hear.
But as soon as he heard them, they were like a trigger.
Within seconds she was again pressed onto the wall, this time his tattooed arms caging her.
"Don't...just don't you dare say that word!"
He roared like a feral beast.
Her eyes failing to hold back the tears that were lining her lids.
Gathering all the courage in her, her trembling fingers progressed towards his beautiful face.
As soon as her cold fingers touched him, he rumbled at her.
Her advances were stopped as he held her wrists in his deadly grip and harshly slams them above her head.
"Don't you dare touch me with your disgusting hands again bit**!"
Her breathing stopped and her mouth went dry.
The anger in his eyes was something she never saw before.
Vincenzo was famous for his calmness and temper.
Then who was this deadly disaster standing in front of her?
The same hands that had caressed her body with a gentleness that no man has ever shown her before were hurting her.
They were treating her like trash when earlier they treated her like a piece of delicate glass.
"But it's true Vince...I...lov-"
"How does it matter puttana...you will be dead in few minutes anyways.
So tell me a reason to not kill you for your treason?"
She was willing to accept death.
Her body ready to fall down any second without the support of his arms.
One last time she looked up at him.
His eyelashes looking longer than usual and those black orbs sucking her in their darkness.
"My answer will not change...I have and will always love you"
Her voice came out stronger than before.
With determination and truthful shining in her teary eyes, she laid her heart open to the man she dared to love and betray .
His eyes held surprise for few seconds to be followed by indifference.
With no emotion on his face and eyes narrowed, he pulled down the barrel, ready to shoot her.
"Tst tsk wrong answer mio amore"
The coldness of the muzzle made her close her eyes again.
Ready to accept death from the hands of her lover for her crimes.
His breath on her face, the only thing she could feel as she takes her last breath borrowing it from him.
"Rule 2: to kill who betrays and you puttana...."
His cold finger trailed the path of her tears and she twitched under his touch.
"You betrayed me of everything"
*bang*
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She wasn't supposed to be at the royal ball. She wasn't supposed to meet the Werewolf King And she wasn't supposed to spend a night with him, pretending to be who she was not. His mate, Enerald. But she did, and now she had to face the consequences. The greatest of thieves of all times, the Phoenix, would have never been caught by the authorities. If she hadn't done just one thing wrong..... Betray the Apha King, And now she has to pay her entire life for it. In a Kingdom where playing with knives was forbidden, she dared to play with the Kings heart. And now he is not going to stop... till he has destroyed her. " I will avenge each and every second of your life, you pretended to be my mate, you filthy rogue! Every second of it till you beg me for your death!" - Zachary " I will survive every torture you bestow upon me Alpha King. Each and every one till your heart gets tired of hating me, to only forgive me" - Eirene
"You told them you love me ,huh?" He asks with a raised eyebrows, jaw hardened and eyes narrowed at the shy girl he has hated all his life. She was afraid of his tone,he didn't looked happy with her confession. Was her love going to be unrequited one? "I fuck*** asked you something Ezra! Answer me!" His tone made her gulp,his grip on her arm made her flinch in fear. "Yes" She finally answered looking into his emotionless eyes. Smirking he laughed at her confession,not believing her. "Ezra,do you even know what love is,Oh I almost forgot you are an Orphan,how would you know?" His words were sharp as knife, piercing her healed wounds. She fisted her hands, trying to control her tears. He sighed in frustration running his hand through his hair. "Now mom will not stop till she has made you her daughter in law! Fu**! Why you!" He said ,pacing the room . Oblivion to the tears ,she tried her best to hide. He didn't love her. He never did, she was a fool to even think that he for once did. Hate is all he had for her and those who said hate is the beginning of love,were fools mocking her right now. Gathering the little pride left in her she answers back in a quivering voice. "Yes,I love you. But I don't want anything from you." She says and he stares.Confused at her weird confession. Who says that ? "Nothing you say? Are you playing some brain games girl?" She lowers her eyes and leaves but not before whispering the words that made him feel something after a very long time. "Love is not something to learn ,but to feel Aaron. And I know what I feel. You may name it infatuation and lust,but I proudly call it my selfless love" .................................................................... Ezra was not meant to be born,an orphan left on the streets when she was an infant. Mrs Reed an influential women takes her in, to make her live in her castle as the adopted daughter of their household help Mrs Mary She grew up in the castle with Mrs Reed's sons, treated as family by everyone. Except for Aaron, the eldest son of Mrs Reed who despised the orphan girl. Her smile irritated him, her sweet words infuriated him. He hated the sweet girl which everyone was so fond of, while poor Ezra liked him despite his loathe towards her. She selflessly loved him all these years, not expecting anything in return. But how long can an unrequited love survive? How long can the selfless girl find her happiness in the man that only hates her. What happens when Mrs Reed comes to know of the girls feelings towards her Son and forces him to marry her? Can her selfless love melt his frozen heart or will she loose herself trying to get him? Let's find out on this beautiful journey of love, betrayals and hate. That how long can a selfless love sustain?
Elle Hamilton and Ashton Lockwood Were poles apart in every sense. While he was extraordinarily handsome, confident, bossy, indifferent and overbearing. She was sweet, average looking , insecure, innocent and a breath of fresh air. Brought together by threads of fate in an arrange marriage. Ashton leaves no stone unturned to break our innocent Elle's delicate golden heart and make her leave him. While Elle being the selfless girl she is, does everything to see beyond this cold man's fascades and bring out the man she is slowly falling in love with. What is the reason of his unquenchable hatred towards her. Could it just be her not so beautiful face or some other secrets that he is afraid to unveil? Can his not so beautiful wife break the walls surrounding his heart or get broken herself solving this man's mysteries beyond comprehend? Can a loving heart teach another to beat? Or will she herself break completely? Let's find out on this emotional roller coaster of secrets, betrayals, hate, friendship and of course our favorite.......love. "I will taint every damn fibre of your body my dear Elle...every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you" -Ashton "I will love every flaw of you my dear husband ...each and everyone till this heart beats for you" -Elle Consists of BEAUTY SERIES: Book 1 His not so beautiful wife Book 2 His Scarred Beauty
"You can't reject me!" She said, trying to control her tears. His eyes indifferent ,as he took in her shivering state. Moving closer,he traps her body between the wall and his frame. Saying his next words in a voice laced with hate. "I can my dear mate,you should have thought about it when you betrayed" ............................................................. She was a havoc created my nature. Found wrapped in blankets at the edge of a river. With a very weak wolf to guide her in life and no parents at her side. She was an orphan that merely survived. Hoping for a miracle to save her. Shunned by the werewolf society, she was an Omega that was barely surviving untill he came. The werewolf King Hating her, cursing her, playing with her like a play. Doing everything to break her like her betray has broken him. If only he knew that she didn't surrendered her virtue by choice, that she was innocent. If only he knew that she was not like others who could be broken easily. She was the summoner of the strongest wolf known in pages of history. She was Thora Valentine who will re write history. She was the summoner of the one wolf read in pages of philosophy. She was the summoner of THE Death Wolf
He owned half of the state,with the casinos and clubs just a small part of them. Relationships disgusted him and one night stands was all he could afford for the flock of girls that followed him. Untouchable ,was what fangirls referred him to him as and second times was unheard of in the dictionary of Victor Kingston. Unless his eyes took interest in a brunette, whose clothes resembled to that of men and etiquettes that of a roadside thug. Her comebacks gave a blow to his inflated ego and her innocence a blow to his manhood. He has never met a girl like her before and he may not in the future. Because she was not just his type,but no man's type either. She was Rose Evans ,an independent and headstrong girl despite the struggles of her life. A girl who didn't needed any man in her life .
"Lower your eyes mate" He said with a hint of warning in his tone. She didn't flinch under his cold fingers coiled around her neck, instead with a smirk on her bruised lips,she looks back at him. Daring to defy him. "Submit!" He growled at her this time, frustrated with her ability to infuriate him to the extent of forcing him to hurt her. "Many have tried mate" The word mate leaving her lips sounded more of a mockery, making his grip on her neck to tighten slightly. "I am not others Vera. I am your mate. Your superior. Submit this instant!" She again smiled, managing to roll her eyes at him. "You can try . But remember,you will never succeed in it" He could end her with just a little more pressure on her neck, having the fate as many others who have dared to defy him,but something in those eyes was stopping him. He wanted to extinguish that fire in them., to see them rolling over as he thrusted inside her, to see them begining him to continue as he denied her. He wanted her to submit.Badly. Completely to him in all respects. Body and soul both. To let him be her protector,her punisher, her dominant,her lover her mate. Her everything. But little did he knew that his mate was not an ordinary Luna who happily submits to her mate's whims and needs. She was who they all popularly call as "The rebel" The mysterious protector of good and savior of women. The man who gives justice to the inequality created by men. If only they knew he was a women instead. .................................................... "The day I submit to a man will be the last day of my life mate. Vera Red was born as a rebel, will live as a rebel and will also die as a Rebel. With or without a cause"
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."