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"Come close" she whispered and I brought myself close to her. "I AM SORRY" she shouted in my ear. "Do you want to make me deaf?" I quickly stopped and gave her some distance. "You said you didn't hear me the first time so I wanted to say it in a manner I would be sure, you heard me" she smiled at me.
Mara's POV
"So what are we going to do now?" I broke the silence, as it was killing me.
He didn't say anything to me, he was looking out the window of my room.
"There is no way I am going to climb out the window with you" I spoke and he still didn't reply.
"Say something!" I shouted at him and went over to him. I lost so much control of myself that I pounced on him, and we both laid on the bed with me on top of him and my fingers digging into his shirt.
"Rape!! Rape!!!" He started to scream at the top of his lungs and I couldn't help but wonder if he had lost his senses.
"What are you doing? Why are you shouting rape? What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked him, with me trying to get up, but he held onto my hands tightly, pinning me to him.
"I was in the same position and you called it rape?" Now that you are the one in the position now, why can't I call it rape?. Or do you think that girls don't rape boys?" He whispered and I could only shake my head sideways, while still struggling to free myself from his grip.
"It isn't rape when you are the one pinning me" I rolled my eyes, but he wasn't willing to listen.
Instead, he switched sides with me and locked his lips with mine, making me speechless and lost.
"What was that for?" I found myself asking when we broke free from the kiss, even though my lips were still hot and pepperish from the k*ss.
"Still feisty I see" he smirked and repeated the same action, this time making it longer and making it harder for me to catch my breath.
"I love you, Mara, '' he said when we broke free from the kiss and I found myself staring into his eyes and getting lost in them.
What has this guy done to me?
"I..." I wanted to speak but he placed his index finger in between my lips.
"You talk too much" he hushed me and I was quietly looking at him, it was as if I was trapped in some kind of trans.
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Rose's POV
I sat next to Mason's bed, as I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. He was going to die and there was nothing I could do to save him. The doctors have refused to lay a finger on him. I can understand why because I am a doctor as well.
What I'm I going to do?How do I even go in search of his family?
"Number 4 St Martha's street" Mia walked in saying.
"What?" I asked her and wiped my tears.
"That is where Mason's mother lives," she smiled at me and handed me a notebook.
"How did you know that?" I asked her with a lost expression. How was she able to track down his mother, when nobody even knows whether he has a family or not?.
Everyone thought that mason was an orphan, I mean why won't they? He never speaks of his family or anybody related to him and that too he doesn't keep friends.
"I went to his house," Mia said, feeling very proud of herself.
"Isn't his house locked or something?" I found myself asking while I continued to look at the piece of paper she handed me earlier.
"Yes, but many humans do leave spare keys outside their house, usually close to the door. Maybe under a foot mat outside, or a statue stuck to the wall" Mia tilted her head towards the right and I used my hand to support her as usual.
"So in simple English, you went into his house and snooped around his things?" I asked her.
"Yes," she didn't even feel like she had done something wrong.
"Mia, that is very wrong, and if someone had caught you, then they would have labeled you a thief which you aren't" I tried to explain things to her while I patted her head.
"I know that but you are always looking so sad, I just wanted to help. Mia looked so innocent, her blue eyes even made it harder for me to blame her.
"Okay let's go find her" I suggested and stood up but Mia just didn't get up.
"We can't," Mia looked at Mason as she adjusted his bed sheets.
"Why?" I requested to know her reason.
"Because we are still in our working hours" Mia replied and I had to smack my forehead with my palm.
"And our lunch break is over," I added, looking at my beeping watch.
"Wait" she drew me back.
"Yes," I responded and walked up to her.
"Stop crying, Mason is going to be fine" she smiled at me, and then just walked away.
What kind of human being is she? One minute, she has no emotion, and then other times, she becomes so emotional that I begin to wonder if I am talking with the same person.
But whatever way she is, I cannot deny the fact that I care about her, so I wiped my face with my handkerchief and looked at Mason one more time before leaving the room.
Mara's POV
"So what are we going to do now?" I broke the silence, as it was killing me.
He didn't say anything to me, he was looking out the window of my room.
"There is no way I am going to climb out the window with you" I spoke and he still didn't reply.
"Say something!" I shouted at him and went over to him. I lost so much control of myself that I pounced on him, and we both laid on the bed with me on top of him and my fingers digging into his shirt.
"Rape!! Rape!!!" He started to scream at the top of his lungs and I couldn't help but wonder if he had lost his senses.
"What are you doing? Why are you shouting rape? What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked him, with me trying to get up, but he held onto my hands tightly, pinning me to him.
"I was in the same position and you called it rape?" Now that you are the one in the position now, why can't I call it rape?. Or do you think that girls don't rape boys?" He whispered and I could only shake my head sideways, while still struggling to free myself from his grip.
"It isn't rape when you are the one pinning me" I rolled my eyes, but he wasn't willing to listen.
Instead, he switched sides with me and locked his lips with mine, making me speechless and lost.
"What was that for?" I found myself asking when we broke free from the kiss, even though my lips were still hot and pepperish from the k*ss.
"Still feisty I see" he smirked and repeated the same action, this time making it longer and making it harder for me to catch my breath.
"I love you, Mara, '' he said when we broke free from the kiss and I found myself staring into his eyes and getting lost in them.
What has this guy done to me?
"I..." I wanted to speak but he placed his index finger in between my lips.
"You talk too much" he hushed me and I was quietly looking at him, it was as if I was trapped in some kind of trans.
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Rose's POV
I sat next to Mason's bed, as I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. He was going to die and there was nothing I could do to save him. The doctors have refused to lay a finger on him. I can understand why because I am a doctor as well.
What I'm I going to do?How do I even go in search of his family?
"Number 4 St Martha's street" Mia walked in saying.
"What?" I asked her and wiped my tears.
"That is where Mason's mother lives," she smiled at me and handed me a notebook.
"How did you know that?" I asked her with a lost expression. How was she able to track down his mother, when nobody even knows whether he has a family or not?.
Everyone thought that mason was an orphan, I mean why won't they? He never speaks of his family or anybody related to him and that too he doesn't keep friends.
"I went to his house," Mia said, feeling very proud of herself.
"Isn't his house locked or something?" I found myself asking while I continued to look at the piece of paper she handed me earlier.
"Yes, but many humans do leave spare keys outside their house, usually close to the door. Maybe under a foot mat outside, or a statue stuck to the wall" Mia tilted her head towards the right and I used my hand to support her as usual.
"So in simple English, you went into his house and snooped around his things?" I asked her.
"Yes," she didn't even feel like she had done something wrong.
"Mia, that is very wrong, and if someone had caught you, then they would have labeled you a thief which you aren't" I tried to explain things to her while I patted her head.
"I know that but you are always looking so sad, I just wanted to help. Mia looked so innocent, her blue eyes even made it harder for me to blame her.
"Okay let's go find her" I suggested and stood up but Mia just didn't get up.
"We can't," Mia looked at Mason as she adjusted his bed sheets.
"Why?" I requested to know her reason.
"Because we are still in our working hours" Mia replied and I had to smack my forehead with my palm.
"And our lunch break is over," I added, looking at my beeping watch.
"Wait" she drew me back.
"Yes," I responded and walked up to her.
"Stop crying, Mason is going to be fine" she smiled at me, and then just walked away.
What kind of human being is she? One minute, she has no emotion, and then other times, she becomes so emotional that I begin to wonder if I am talking with the same person.
But whatever way she is, I cannot deny the fact that I care about her, so I wiped my face with my handkerchief and looked at Mason one more time before leaving the room.
soon put her in the doggy position where l was smacking her äss and fúckîng her from behind. she was screaming so loudly so l put my fingers in her mouth. when l was about to cúm l pulled out immediately and cúmméd on her ass. "You may leave when you are rested" l said to her "what about my payment" she replied "Here you go" l gave her the money and she got dressed and left.
"I don't baby, maybe I just feel comfortable here especially with you by my side" Liam said as he kissed my cheeks from behind. "You know the whole world is going to be against us" I spoke with sadness. "Why do you say so my darling?" He asked me.
Banshee stopped her chants and went to fetch hot sand that was initially in the burning fire and she scattered it on his face. Rubbing it in his head and using it to bathe him, he was in pain, very serious pain.
Your sister's heart is full of words."Lakshmi spoke. She was so beautiful and I must admit, I was very envious of her long hair. She didn't look American at all, I kinda wished I was Indian. "You can also have long hair like Lakshmi?
Lakshmi please fight for us the way I'm fighting for us now" Scott gripped her shoulder and shook her but she remained quiet. How was she going to tell her mum and the whole of Delhi that she had been having a secret affair with her supposed stepbrother all this while.? How was she going to tell them that she is madly in love with him that's why she sent the wedding invitation to him so he would be able to get passed the security at the gate and stop the wedding.
Nothing" my dad grabbed his jacket and headed out of the room so I quickly hid away before he could see me. Nothing makes any sense any more. My brother has been in that hospital for more than seven months and he is not getting any better. My parents as usual are acting as if nothing is happening…I just hope I don't lose my mind sooner or later. "All these won't be happening if you just get me the necklace" Alyssa appeared in front of me. I had become used to her paying me random and unwanted visits all the time. Trying her best to torment me in the most possible ways and she has been doing well.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
I'm a Luna. After three years of marriage to Alpha Nathaniel Blackwood, I'm finally pregnant with his pup. But he's unclaimed me for his first love. I'm leaving the pack with this secret, praying he never finds out. Nathaniel Blackwood is a handsome, powerful Alpha. In a world where humans and werewolves coexist, he has it all: a billion-dollar empire, untold power, a massive pack, and, most importantly, the perfect Luna. But the return of his first love shattered our marriage. When he finds out the secret I've been hiding, will he regret rejecting me? Will I ever be able to forgive him? Dive into this gripping serialized novel to find out more-Enjoy the ride!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."