LOGINSKYLAR DUVAL
I was soaking wet and shivering when we got back to the penthouse. He tugged me inside to my bedroom, helping me to the bathroom. The air sat heavy with some unknown emotions between us, and somehow, both of us knew saying a word now would only congest it further.
Another vibration from his phone tore the silence between us. He took out his phone and stared at it for long seconds.
“Di
SKYLAR DUVAL I stared at the darkened ceiling, unable to sleep after Elena and the doctor had checked up on me, even though I insisted I was fine.Tymon was dead this time for sure. Ana was safe and so was my family. I just wished I could have helped the other women as well.I didn't know where Savio was at the moment or how long he would be gone. The only thing I was certain of was the discomfort of not having him near. I wanted him. I needed him.I couldn't see myself without Savio. He was my everything. All my happiness and comfort was woven with each of his breaths.I shut my eyes and tried to picture what a future would look like between us. It was beautiful. Happy. And I would give anything to have it.It wasn't until sleep brushed me with a gentle stroke that the bedroom door squeaked. Open, then closed. Then Savio measured footsteps and made their way to the bathroom; the door clicked shut.My stomach warmed as the shower started. The thought of Savio relaxing beneath the wate
SAVIO RUSSOIt had been over twelve hours since Skylar had left, and I was starting to lose my mind. The only thing that had kept me sane so far was the alarm from the facial recognition scan from my phone that kept proving she was still alive. I'd been keeping track of her location through the tracker on the bracelet from the moment Elena discovered she was missing to the boat she had been taken to. We had been tracking her on air, knowing it was leading us directly to the fucker, Tymon, and now her location showed she was being held on a property in the middle of nowhere. It was time to end this fucking war with him.We took the helicopters previously, but now in our SUVs as we drove towards the property. It was barely morning yet so it was still dark as we touched down the short distance from the building where Skylar was being held. And this was the best, they wouldn't see us coming. Everyone was armed to the
After a while, the car came to a stop and I used the opportunity to get out and made my way to the location he had sent.And now that I was waiting in the exact location Tymon had sent, I felt my nerves rising. I wasn't prepared to see the face of the bastard who tortured and abused me for years, but this was the only way to help Ana and the others.Suddenly, a van came to a screeching stop in the street, and men poured out of the vehicle, grabbing me from behind.My heart instantly thundered in my chest, and a terrifying sensation spread over my skin as I was hauled up from the waist and thrown into the van.The van sped away with screeching tires and I struggled to keep my balance as we swerved around a corner.One of the men grabbed me by the back of my hair, and another asshole pulled out an injection from his pocket. I was pinned down on the leather seat, my hands and legs con
SKYLAR DUVALSavio held the door open to the hall and we walked in comfortable silence towards the voices coming from the living area. Everyone was there— Dario, Luca, and Torin at the dining table; Dimitri and Lorenzo had just stepped into the living room from outside; Zoey and the nanny were playing with twins Nico and Kath while Elena and Tiffany were in the kitchen with Greta and Lydia.“It’s about time you two got down here,” Lorenzo jutted his chin towards us as everyone sat for dinner.Once dinner was over, the men left for Dimitri's office, while the nanny, Zoey, Tiffany, and the twins were playing on the sofa.I flicked Elena a glance as I stalked for the glass doors leading outside. She followed behind me until we stood close to each other, staring into the starless sky.I swallowed the adamant pulse in my
SAVIO RUSSOI rolled my shoulders to ease the tension in them while my fingers kept flying over the keyboard.I hadn't slept a wink throughout the night and still couldn't track the fucking bastard. It felt as if everything I'd done in the last few fucking hours was a waste of time.Letting out a frustrated growl, I slammed my fist down on the fucking keyboard. The last time I'd gotten visual on Tymon was in Greece a few hours ago, but after a thorough search of the location he'd been sighted, he fucking ghosted.A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts, and the door pulled open.For the first time in weeks, I was not excited at the possibility of seeing Skylar. Not when I didn't have answers for her.I'd been unable to track Tymon down or figure out how they kept finding us wherever we went and I still hadn't f
SKYLAR DUVALI squirmed, pressing my thighs together. If Savio noticed, he didn't react, but his grip on my hip tightened the slightest bit. I put my free hand up against his naked chest and felt his muscles flex beneath my fingertips. His skin was covered with scars,and I began tracing them curiously until l accidentally grazed over his nipple.He groaned into my mouth, jerking slightly, to meet my eyes. "Tell me how you feel,""I'm okay,”"That's not a feeling,”"I'm feeling okay," I said again with more force. "Only a bit overwhelmed,”"Maybe we should stop,”I didn't want to stop. I shook my head. “No, you need to keep going,” I said breathlessly. I couldn't quit here or I may never return.His strong hands reached for the hem of m
DIMITRI CASTELLOI ran my hands down her back, drawing invisible patterns while I marveled at her softness. She was so small and breakable in my arms. I could snuff the life out of her with little effort. The thought made something tighten in my throat.Her breath fanned my neck and I ran my finger
ELENA DUVALHeartbeats were fickle things. Beating one moment and then stopping the next. Pounding with fears and insecurities and then lying as still and peaceful as a tranquil sea. They glowed and warmed and expanded in my chest. They had begun to hope and yearn for someone. My heartbeats had al
“Frizz,” He turned to his left, before shifting his glance to Raff by his right. His lips pressed to a menacing smile. “And you must be the man Frizz keeps talking about. I hear you're also the reason for my containers are filled tonight,”Before Raff could respond, we were interrupted by a quiet kn
ELENA DUVALIt was Thursday evening. But the winter coldness in the air followed me while the smells of hot coffee and Tiffany's fresh bread filled the corner of the restaurant we sat in. We were in Royal Haven, and frankly, I've frequented it more times than I could count in the last few days. May







