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Bride To Be... Never hide from me
MilaI might’ve dozed off with the delicious weight of his body on top of mine. With him like this, all around me, I felt guarded and secured. But I blinked my eyes open as he turned us around, taking me with him so I laid on top of him. I gasped as he moved within me. We were still locked intimately and my fingers dug into his arms in reflex at the sensation the move awakened. The fingers of his one hand trailed down my spine, making me shiver deliciously and the other traced the lines of my scars. I was no longer ashamed of them, not when he treated them as if they were a beautiful part of me.We stayed silent, his heart beat against my ear as I rested on top of him. His heartbeat was slow and rhythmic. I could feel him thinking, his mind working but I didn't want him to think. Not yet. For now, I wanted him all to myself. I pushed back from his chest and his hands fell on my ars
Bride To Be... Carmella
Jonathan It's been two days since the night I discovered that Mila was a virgin and two days since I had claimed her again and again, made her mine. We have been practically inseparable in these two days. I had been wrapped around her or vice versa, neither of us wanting to leave the bed for anything but for the fact that we had an unwanted guest in the penthouse, well unwanted for me. And that we needed to feed our bodies so we could climb back into bed and satiate our other hunger— for each other. The few times we had ventured outside the bedroom I had found Anastasia and Mila cuddled up together. Anastasia was a mafia kid, so she knew and understood more than she should for her age. But then sixteen wasn’t that young, considering she was already betrothed. I had seen her and Mila whispering about something, mostly it was Sia who would give m
Bride To Be... They are brothers
Mila I had never thought that there would come a day like this. When I’d wake up beside a man that looked like a god and possessed me like a wild animal in the bed. But here I was. I looked at his sleeping form, seeing how his dark gold lashes glinted in the rare beams of the sun that filtered through the windows. I knew that he hadn’t slept during the night, he must’ve fallen asleep in the early morning when he had tired himself out. At last. Because I had been lost and half asleep for most of it as he had been insatiable. My golden panther. I tipped my head up and whispered my lips across his. And then in one swift move I was on my back. I squealed at the sudden movement and his eyes opened. Sleepy grey eyes looked down at me, his hair tumbling down his forehead as he loomed over me. “That’s what you get when you wake up a sleeping lion.”
Bride To Be... Where was he?
Mila“Not so fast, you fucking whore! My brother might be fooled but I have got men around the city that he refused to rule.” I was wrenched back as he pulled a fistful of my hair. My head burned and a cry of distress left my mouth. He clamped his arm around my waist and then threw me across the floor, away from the elevator. My only escape. “Oh, I’ll make you scream…” He said.My whole body jarred from the way I hit the floor. He took threatening steps toward me and I tried to get away from him. But it was like my whole body was made of rubber. My palms slipped on the floor as I tried to slide backwards. “P-please… don’t…” I hated how I was pleading to him, but something about him was disturbing.He laughed. “Don’t what? Hurt you? Kill you? Fuck you?”
Bride To Be... I failed her
JonathanI switched from one camera to another but I didn’t find any sign of my little mouse or my soon to be dead brother. My jaw was clenched so tightly it was a miracle my teeth hadn’t yet turned to dust as I drove the car, barely keeping it straight as my attention was shot to shit. Lachlan sat beside me calling his men to know what was going on. I wasn’t paying any attention to him, my mind was focused on the woman in my penthouse. The woman who had asked me to stay but I hadn’t. I should’ve.I had tried calling Jasper but he wasn’t picking up. I called the hotel manager, he wasn’t there to tell me anything and I didn’t have a front desk or any of the staff’s contàct to call them.My chest was so tight, my throat was closed up with worry and I wish I could just fly to my place and see f
Bride To Be... Just go away
Jonathan I sit in the corner on a sofa that was pushed far against the wall, my eyes fixed on the sleeping figure on the hospital bed. Anastasia had glared at me all this time, and I was sure that like me if she had the gun in her hand then she’d have also preferred to shoot me first and then say something after that. The moment the doctor had come out of the emergency room, and told us about Mila’s injuries, I had felt like someone sucker punched me and then kicked me in the balls before telling me that they were going to kill me, slowly. Two broken ribs. A broken wrist. One palm was sliced open. The soles of her feet were stabbed with broken pieces of glass. Her stomach was bruised. One ankle was bruised too. And not to miss that her whole face was swollen as if she fell face first from the roof. She looked so small in that
Bride To Be... Do you want to leave?
JonathanIt felt like a boulder was pressed down on my chest and people were dancing on top of that. The hold this woman has on me was not good. But still I wasn’t much worried about it, I know I should be. The only thing I was worried about was the look of panic I had seen on her face and how she told me to get away from her. I hated that she thought I’d hurt her.When I came out of the hospital room, Lachlan was there. He looked at me with a scrutinizing gaze and said, “You shot him not one but three times. He could have died.”“And unfortunately, he didn’t.” I said as I leaned back against the wall and folded my arms across my chest.“I hope you know what you are doing.” He remarked, mirroring my action as he rested his back against the opposite wall in front of me.
Bride To Be... I want proof
Jonathan“You had no right!” My father hissed sitting in his chair and glaring at me with those blue eyes of his. For once they weren’t glazed, now he was focused like a shark. After all, he has finally got me where he wanted since my twin brother died. It was clear that he preferred Olezka over me when it comes to being his son but each person in this room knew that Olezka was a loose cannon, something wasn’t right with him and so the good choice for ‘family business’ was me.“Now that it’s done—” My father shot the man, Melaz, a menacing glare before he focused on me. This was the man that had ruled over the Russian mafia for so long. In the last few years he had been hiding behind his grief of losing his wife and his heir but now he was filled with a hunger for vengeance.&ld
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