Novels by Emilia J. Bell

“What do you mean, we can’t go in? Motherfuc-” Austin growled at the guard. “Sorry, sorry! It’s policy, sir. We can’t have visitors during emergencies. We’re fixing the issue. I mean, there isn’t really one, it’s just…” the guard sighed as Austin continued throwing daggers with his eyes. “What aren’t you saying? You’re hiding something.” Austin snarled one more time. “It’s just policy, Mister. I can’t disclose what’s happening inside. But I can’t let you enter either.”“That’s entirely ridiculous! You can’t just do that, okay? What the fuck is really going on? Tell me now,” he demanded. Before things could get any more heated, I intervened. “Hey, could you just give us a moment, please? And can you just step back a little? No need to brandish your gun like that. We just wanted to visit someone.”“Yes, ma’am. Sorry, it’s just a little tense out here.” “No worries.” He stepped away. Austin and I were left alone outside the prison’s entrance. Staring at the gate and wondering how he

It wasn’t until an hour before visiting his mother that I saw the cracks to his carefully crafted exterior. He was perfectly dressed, as usual. Maybe even more, his suit is his armor after all. The three piece he was donning was not helping me keep my cool, though. Sometimes, I still get these reminders that I’m dating the most attractive man I’ve ever met. It was after work and he sighed a heavy sigh when we stepped off the elevator to the parking lot. His mind was faraway, I could just tell. He was troubled, calculating his next moves and more than apprehensive. The tension on his shoulders never left today. I could just feel the waves of nerves exuding from him. “Hey, do we have time for a little break?” I asked. “Yeah, I wanted to get a grip first. Want to eat?” “I mean, yeah. But, can we park somewhere? Just order some take out.” “Sure,” he murmured. Mind slipping somewhere off as we drove away. It wasn’t hard to find an overlooking spot at this point. We ate silently. I de

“I’m the one taking Cane Industries from you…” “Oh my god, Austin. Oh my god. That was Sebastian Cane. It really was, oh my god. That was your brother. I mean, I could see the similarities. He’s actually quite tall. You guys got good genes, huh?” I yapped because he was still stunned. We both were. I watched as his brother left, nonchalantly and without any care that he’d just shaken Austin’s world. Austin was a deer caught in the headlights. He was shocked. I can see him processing everything little by little. “How? I mean, why? What?” he stammered. “Did that just really happen right now?” “Yes, it really did. Are you okay, love?” I inquired. His face was ashen. He’s not moving, he’s just there. His eyes were wide open. I saw his trembling hands clench into a fist, and just like that, he snapped into war mode. “This was deliberate. He’s a shark,” he said. “He’s planned this. Everything.” “Oh my god,” I repeated in disbelief. “Looks like it. He just came in here and did his thi

AustinThere’s a certain change I can feel in the air. Maybe it’s the fact that Olivia and I finally reconciled, or maybe it’s just that I ultimately let my frustrations go… but I feel different. I feel lighter. Even if everything is going to shit around me. I just feel more… at ease. There’s just something in the air. “I got you your favorite burrito,” Olivia gave me that small smile I love before depositing the paper bag beside me and leaving. She’s back to work, still adjusting to the daily grind but everything’s back to normal. It’s a given that we’re still handling the aftermath of the psychiatrist and everything that came along with that but I can say that we’re good to go. Something just clicked the last time I just let out all my feelings. It was more than domination, it was release. Cathartic. Ever since then, we’ve been mending things between us. All the talks. All the action between the sheets. It’s all helping get us to baseline again. Of course, we’re having low mome

ParkerI smiled. The receptionist gave me some tea. She’s sweet, the tea as well. But nothing is sweeter than my Olivia. I reclined on the chair I was asked to sit on. The woman I didn’t care to ask the name of added a few biscuits to my tea. How sweet. Maybe I’d… No. No matter how I want other women, it will always be my Olivia who I need. No other pretty girl’s smile would entice me. Even if she was curvy in all the right ways. My mind goes back to seeing my Olivia like this. Behind a huge desk in her little corner. My mind shuffled through all the footage I got of her. The moments as I watched her on her desk. I wanted to bend her over that desk so badly. Hmm… maybe there’s still time. I’m itching to watch her again. If only there was a way… maybe I could persuade the man who let me out. Maybe if I could just convince him…The receptionist’s gaze lingered on me as I waited for the man who made all this possible. She looked at me curiously, almost like I was a puzzle she wanted

“Get up,” he said. “Now. Hands on the table.” I scrambled up and stood at attention. Slowly, ever so slowly, he put his knee in between my legs from behind. “Legs apart, Olivia.”I was vibrating with anticipation at this point. Everything felt charged. I held my breath as I felt him touch his front slightly on my back. I felt his breath on me, touching my skin as he inspected me. “Where did he touch you?” his soft voice was menacing. “I… Austin…” I stammered while he stood beside me. I felt his choppy breath skirting my shoulder. The goosebumps on my skin were ever prevalent. I couldn’t move, I was stuck as a statue. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. He left me paralyzed just by his presence. “I asked you a question, Olivia.” “I don’t…” “You don’t remember?” “I would rather not,” I exhaled. “How did it feel?” “What? I, I don’t know…” “You’re trying to forget, I understand. But you need to open up for me. “ He said this as he wedged his knee between mine. “Ugh…” “Did he tou