Novels by Tee's writing

Lana's POV The ride back home was quiet. I saw blue on a call, pacing back and forth in the living room, something serious had happened. God knew I couldn't take one more bad news. It was enough already! I mean… Can I just have a day out of all this? I sighed again, for like the millionth time that day since my encounter with Michael, as I sat at the table waiting for her to finish her call. Sometimes she'd look at me and a small line would form between her brows. I didn't know if it was out of worry, or confusion I just tried to act calm, but I knew I was damn terrible at that. I'm the last person on earth who would notice an issue was up and act calm. Anyone who looked at me even from a mile away would see it clearly from my face that I had something on my plate to deal with. And I guess right now I couldn't control the look of fear written bodily on my face. “That won't be a problem. Thank you, Mr. Carlson” she ended the call. “What's the matter now? You sounded se

Lana's POV I felt like he had already known more than enough about what was going on in my life. I mean, I know we're now married, and he's the one helping out with everything, but it's still my life. And the fact remains that he's still a stranger to me. So I stepped away from him a little. Just about four steps away, I also didn't want him to think anything was wrong. I knew he could find out if he wanted to, but it's just better that I leave things how they were. “Okay,” I said softly, trying my hardest not to give out any more than I already had. Then I ended the call. The moment I raised my head, my eyes met his. He still hadn't moved an inch from where he was standing, watching how a predator watched its prey. Just savoring his chase. “Leaving already??” His voice was smooth as velvet but there was still that depth underneath. “Yeah, I need to get back. Blue says it's important”. I replied, then I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. I didn't need any reason

“I'll sign it.” I paused.“But under one condition”.His eyes narrowed…. Dangerous. Amused. Intrigued. He leaned forward slightly, then the stood up. His towering frame casting a shadow over me . Then a low chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You don't get to make conditions”. He reached out gripping my chin gently but firmly urging me to stand up from my chair.I didn't want to but it was like my body had a mind of it's own and stood up even before I agreed.“I give the terms here.” He replied but paused. His thumb brushed my lower lip.“But I'll let you speak. One condition only”.“Urhh I meant two condition”. I said and looked up folding my hands. I was trying so damn hard not to look weak. Or scared. Or frightened.And from the way he looked at me, he looked impressed. I didn't know why. Maybe at my little show of resistance I guess. I hope it wasn't it. A dark, almost wicked glint showed in his gaze almost like my fight to look tough made his predatory instincts roar. “Two, hm?

Lana's POV Since we left the lake I didn't say a word. The ride down was smooth and quiet, and thankfully he didn't try to bring up any conversation which I was so grateful for but now I was worried. Could I still use my vocals? Because that's the deepest anything had gone down my throat.By the time I got home, my body felt like it had been dragged through the night, literally every single part of my body burned, even my head, not to mention my throat that ached like I shoved a full spade down it. The house was quiet when I stepped in, the lights dim, with the familiar scent of detergent and air freshener wrapping around me. One thing about me was I loved nice scents. I always want my surroundings to have that rich smell of anything nice. And yes I was a fragrance lover, I could pick up a scent from miles away.Blue had always wondered how I did that but even I didn't know.I kicked off my shoes slowly and stepped in.That was when I heard hurried footsteps on the stairs.I didn't

Lana's POV “I'd say this and say it once Lana” his voice had become unusually deep making me swallow hard on my spit.“The only person you should worry about his opinion is ME!!!”He moved closer still composed as usual “I don't care what they think of you. And I will make sure I handle the idiot who called you a slut. Because do you know why?” He kept moving forward.I shook my head to indicate I didn't know why. But my eyes focused on the fire burning mercilessly in his eye.A promise of something. Not warm . Not kind.But cold.More like punishment to every one deserving of it including me.At this point I could swear that my pants were soaked.No, not soaked.They were fucking ruined.My chest heaved. I couldn't even move my legs. His scent had evaded my space and even crawled up my spine sending hot waves down my legs making my pussy clench so fucking hard like it was begging for a dick I hadn't even seen yet.It was like he could sense it. Or even smell it because he walked

Lana's POV He didn’t reply.I knew he’d heard me no matter how small and almost fragile my voice came out. Yet he kept driving with his eyes fixed in the road like I hadn’t spoken at all, like it was nothing.I turned towards him, waiting for anything. Maybe a word or even a glance or an irritation. Something to just show.Yet nothing.The only sign that I wasn’t invisible to him, was his hands. I saw how his fingers slowly closed around the steering wheel, so hard the leather even began to crack beneath them.“You heard me, right?”Still silence. This time around stretching even further. But I kept talking. There was just this strong urge to pour out everything.I guess it was now after that loser had called me a slut, the weight of everything dawned on me. That just in the blink of an eye I'd lost my name. The whole world saw me as bitch that fucked her way up the ladder. And if words got out that the most influential man who doesn't fuck with noise was seen defending me in th