TRISTAN'S POV:-
I parked my car into my garage and stepped out of the car. I went to the passenger side and pulled the door open. I undid his seat belt. He was sleeping peacefully. It was like I was looking at a baby who had slept for the first time after his birth. I scooped him up in my arms and carried him back into the house. Everyone was already asleep. And that was just what I wanted. I wanted some alone
SEBASTIAN'S POV:-I stepped out of the room and everyone screamed loudly. My heart stopped for a moment and I hid behind Tristan's huge figure. He chuckled softly and grabbed my hand. "It's okay, Sebastian. They are wishing you, your birthday. It's just they are habitual of steaming their lungs out." He said and pulled me. I stood beside him an
SEBASTIAN'S POV:-"Hold on Tristan." I said while speeding up the car. I could see a few cars following us. Tristan was short on his shoulder. He was bleeding and I was worried about him. Soon his phone started ringing. He picked up the call and put it on speaker.
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Hector was walking back and forth. Thinking about whoever could have kidnapped him. The situation was difficult for a person like Hector to understand or even think about the possibilities. He was waiting for his cop friend to get back. Everyone was questioning him about Sebastian. He was lying to everyone saying that he is on his vacati
Warning! This chapter contains some scenes that some of the readers might not like.THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Tim was regretting his decision to stay with the devil. Tim had made a mistake once in his life. Hector had covered up for him and pulled him out of the time when he was in trouble. But for that, Tim never knew he would have to pay until he is breathing. Tim had three sister
Warning! This chapter contains some scenes that some of the readers might not like.THIRD PERSON'S POV:-But her luck was not really by her side that day. He caught her before she could reach the door and slapped her hard on her face. She fell on the ground with a loud thud. She felt something wet flowing out from her mouth
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Dylan Adams, the owner of the BDSM club was sitting on one of the chairs in the precinct. He was trying very hard to keep his tears under his control. He was waiting for the forensics to hand him her dead body so he could take her back to her home. Where her family was waiting for her. To see her face one last time until sh
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Hearing Araina, Dylan really got hooked with the idea to get his prostitutes safe. And knowing that such a fragile girl would be part of their BDSM club, he decided to get it registered lawfully. To make sure no one would hurt his prostitutes, especially her. She was something else. Seeing her beautiful face and such an amazing smile, for the first time in his life, he felt like he was ali
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Dylan was standing with her family. Her father was blaming himself for being a drunk. If he would just have stopped when his daughter tried to stop him, she would be alive. It was his fault that she was stuck working as a prostitute to pay for his kidney transplant and hospital bills. She was the oldest, so she took the responsibility. She just wanted everything to be okay. She wanted to see her father better. She wanted to be happy. She had found her happiness. It was none other than Dylan. Somehow, for unknown reasons but they both got attached with each other. He could still remember when it was her first day. He did not want to let her go. She tried her best to convince him. But he did not let her go. He just could not let anyone touch her. He tried to reason her but she refused. In the end she kissed him hard. That calmed him a bit. "Once I will be done with my work, I would like to cuddle with you." She said and her eyes shone with hope.How could he say no