Romances de Haylle James

Lucien sat behind his desk, a pen turning restlessly between his fingers. The clock on the wall ticked too loudly, counting down the seconds he’d wasted since Serena vanished.The door creaked open. One of his field agents stepped in, sweat glistening on his forehead. “Boss,” he said, voice low. “We’ve located her.”Lucien’s eyes lifted, sharp and unreadable. “Where?”“Her father’s mansion. She arrived an hour ago. Looked shaken, but… alive.”Lucien exhaled through his nose, leaning back in his chair. “Keep an eye out,” he said finally. “I want updates if anything changes, who visits, what time she leaves, all of it.”“Yes, sir.” The man left as quickly as he came.Lucien stared at the empty doorway for a long moment before muttering to himself, “So, princess finally ran back to her father.”He didn’t know if he was relieved or furious.Enzo strolled in without knocking, tossing a file onto the desk. “Heard she’s home,” he said, slumping into the seat across from him. “Guess that’s on

The taxi roared down a narrow, unfamiliar road. The night air outside looked too still, too quiet.Serena leaned forward. “This isn’t the way to the city,” she said, trying to keep her voice calm.The driver didn’t answer. His hands tightened on the wheel. Trees swallowed the road ahead until the lights from the main street vanished behind them.“Stop the car,” she demanded. “Now.”The driver jerked the taxi onto a dirt shoulder and slammed the brakes. Gravel sprayed against the doors. Her seatbelt bit into her shoulder.Before she could reach for the handle, he was out of the car, rounding the hood fast.“Stay inside,” he barked, yanking her door open.Serena’s heart thudded so loudly she could barely breathe. She pushed against him, but he shoved her backward; she fell hard onto the ground. Panic hit like lightning.His hand reached for her again, trying to yank her legs apart and she scrambled, her fingers brushing the cold dirt until they found something heavy a jagged stone. She

“Don’t even think about it” Lucien’s thick voice filled the room. He was obviously fuming. “I let you out of my sight for one moment and this is what you are planning to do” “No Lucien” she immediately got up, wondering how on earth she had dropped to her knees in the first place “Boss, please it’ not what you think I promise” the man who she was kneeling in front said quickly. Please do enlighten me” Lucien barked “I clearly heard what you were demanding” “Boss she was trying to escape” the other one interjected “We had to…” “Demand her to suck your useless toothpicks of a cock huh?” asked Lucien. They both bowed their heads in shame as if knowing that Lucien’s next action was going to be brutal. He looked at them for a long amount of time before turning to face Serena. “I honestly don’t know what to do with you” he sighed. “Just let me go and I am not going to be your problem anymore” she groaned “You’re beginning to make me look like a joke Serena” Lucien clen

Enzo nudged the door open with his elbow, balancing a tray of bread, fruit, and steaming tea. Serena was perched quietly on the edge of the bed, knees drawn close, staring at the floor. Her silence filled the room heavier than any chain could.“Breakfast,” Enzo said lightly, almost sing-song, as if that alone could chase the gloom away.She didn’t move. Didn’t even blink.He frowned and repeated, firmer this time as he set the tray on the small stand beside her, “Breakfast, Princess.”“I heard you the first time,” Serena snapped, finally lifting her gaze. Her voice cracked with exhaustion and anger. “You’re all the same. All pathetic fools who want to take advantage of me.”Enzo froze for a moment, his playful air dimming. “I’m nothing like them, okay?” he said, softer this time. Slowly, he reached out, fingers brushing through her tangled hair with surprising gentleness.She flinched at first but didn’t pull away. Tears pricked her eyes as she grabbed his hand suddenly, holding it ti

Lucian’s fists slammed into the heavy bag again and again, the leather groaning under each brutal hit. His knuckles stung, his wrists ached, but he didn’t stop.Sweat dripped down his temple as he gritted his teeth, muttering under his breath.“She’s supposed to be the enemy… supposed to be the fucking enemy.”He hit harder, his breath coming rough. The image of Serena’s flushed face, her moans, the way she’d shattered under his touch—it all came flooding back no matter how hard he tried to beat it out of himself.“Damn it,” he growled, throwing another punishing blow into the bag.Outside, voices carried.Serena’s and Enzo's “Where’s Lucian?” she demanded. Her tone was sharp, frantic.“I don’t know,” Enzo said lazily.“Don’t lie to me!” she snapped. “Tell me where he is.”Enzo chuckled under his breath. “Why are you looking so hard for the boss, princess? Didn’t get enough of him last night?”“Where is he?” Her voice cracked this time, a dangerous mix of desperation and fury.Lucian

Lucian’s tongue slowed, his lips dragging one last time over her swollen clit before he pulled back, his chin wet with her. He was breathing hard, chest rising and falling, eyes blazing down at her like she was the only thing in the world that mattered.His fingers slid back between her legs, slick and relentless. He shoved two inside her, then three, stretching her open as her walls clenched greedily around him.Serena cried out, her back arching off the bed. Every thrust of his hand sent shocks through her body, her cunt dripping down his knuckles. She clutched the sheets, her head tossing side to side, unable to contain the raw moans spilling from her throat.Lucian’s jaw clenched as he pumped into her, his free hand dragging down to his cock. He gripped it hard, stroking himself with rough, desperate jerks. Precum slicked his palm as he matched the rhythm of his fingers driving into her.“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he growled, his voice wrecked, almost breaking. “You’re milking my ha