SAVAGE TEMPTATION
"Do not tempt me, Wildling. You're mine to protect. Not to fûck."
"Then how do you explain the monster poking me in between my legs, Mr. Redd?" She ground herself against him, hearing his breath seize. "Ruin me. I don't mind."
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After losing her father, Kyla never expected herself to be thrown under the custody of a stranger who claimed he was her father's friend.
She'd expect an old man with grey hairs, not a demigod who turned her world upside down. Cold. Distant. Devilishly handsome..
His words sink into her skin, leaving goosebumps traces all over. His touch was sin himself.
He was a kind of man that left her legs shaking.
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Carlos Redd was caught off guard by Harper's last will. To babysit his only daughter and protect her, despite knowing the kind of dangerous things he does.
In deference, he took her in.
She crosses every limit. Curious about every little thing about him. Too innocent to face the dark part of the world dwell in. Vulnerable, yet stubborn and wild.
The more he pushed her away, the more he craved.
And now, every little thing she does turns him on.
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Chapter: THE BOSSKyla blinked several times, hoping to God all of this was an illusion. How could Taylan of all people be her boss?So his father’s company he talked about taking over was here?This was so messed up.Freaking messed up.Taylan, clad in a well-tailored professional suit, had a sweet smile on his face as he stood in front of them. Their eyes met, and Kyla’s throat went dry. It was like a bucket of cold water had been dumped on her head.Someone nudged her from the side; only then did she realize she was still sitting.“Oh,” the chair creaked behind her as she rose to her feet. “I’m sorry.”Her fingers clutched onto the hem of her dress, her heart pounding in her ears.Taylan began to address the crowd, introducing himself. Taylan Grason, a twenty-seven-year-old acting CEO of the company. It was pretty hard to tell it was the same man she had met at the club. The same man—she had told many things about herself, including her condition. She had strongly hoped they wouldn’t part, and now s
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Chapter: KINKSCrazy doesn't define what was happening. Kyla’s heart was pounding a million times more than usual as she stepped into the room with Taylan. Part of her screamed this was a bad idea, and a little part assured her it was fine. That she needed this to fix herself. Chelsea had given her an assuring look, mouthing that she would be fine and she would be close. At least she knew Taylan won't hurt her, considering Michael looked to be in a high position in this club.But as the door shut behind him, Kyla's breath seized.The lounge room was large. The walls were painted grey, and a floor-to-ceiling window was buried behind the thick dark curtains. A large bed sat in the middle, the marble floor sleek.“Are you alright?” Taylan asked as he approached the nearby drawer.“Yeah,” Kyla's voice was small. Her hands clutched her purse tight. “Do you live here?”“No. It’s a lounge I rented for tonight,” he said. “You don’t like it here?”Kyla shook her head. “Oh no, it’s fine.”He poured out two
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Chapter: LITTLE MISSY _____________Kyla’s chest heaved as the world froze. What the hell was happening? How in the world did Carlos turn out to be Jayden’s uncle? Hell, she hadn't expected this twist, and that made so many questions knot below her ribs.Silence stretched between them, broken by the thoughts in her foggy head.Carlos's actions and questions while they were in the car rang a bell. Could he have known all this while and kept quiet about it?She wanted to ask, but only then did she truly analyze the situation further.Jayden’s face said it all. He was raging. His lips parted as if many words had hung in his throat. His gaze shifted to her, then back to Carlos, and then to her again, while his chest rose and fell too heavily as if struggling for air.He deserves it.If she was going to have sleepless nights, curled up in tears just because of him being an asshole, then he deserves to face the same fate.“Kyla, what's going on? What… what does he mean by… home?”She di
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Chapter: A VISIT _____________CARLOSYears of keeping a low profile in the depths of his dark, discreet world, Carlos never expected to be in this situation.A situation where he had to babysit some feisty, daring twenty-two-year-old lady who had absolutely no idea what was going on.Harper’s death had caught him off guard. Struck him like a thunderbolt and left him raging with so many questions. So many cracks.Just in that fleeting moment he'd been away, this had happened. Some random shadow had struck. The accident wasn't ordinary in the terms he had discovered. And Harper's last wish to protect his daughter only proved him right. Something doesn't add up. Something Harper himself had seen coming.Harper knew what kind of man he was. The dark and dangerous things he usually pulls and always complains about the nature of his lifestyle, yet entrusts his daughter to him?A sassy lady who was doing a pretty job of getting on his nerves. A contrast to the definition of what he
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Chapter: THE NEW GUARDIANKyla felt her world crumble two weeks ago. She lost her father. The only family she ever had. The thought of never getting to see the only person who understood her than any other was a nightmare. She’d never get to hear him call her little pumpkin. Never get to feel his lips pressed against her cheek.Throughout the week, she refused to step out, barely eat, and say a word to anyone. “Miss,” A gentle voice came with a gentle knock. “Go away, Vivian. I do not want breakfast,” Kyla mumbled under the sheet.Vivian, the housekeeper, cleared her throat. “Someone is here to see you, and it’s important.”“I do not want to see anyone. Go away and stop trying to trick me out.” She won’t get out of this bed. Every morning, she’d open her eyes, and the world didn’t feel the same. Stepping out was worse as every inch of the mansion held the memories of her father.“Let me handle this,” another voice came, deeper than the maid’s voice. Rich and unfamiliar.Kyla’s brows creased.“Kyla. I’m a f
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