LOGIN"I don't plan to survive, I plan to live..."_Rebecca felt so warm inside for the first time since she was brought to the Gonzalez penthouse. To know that there was someone within those walls that sincerely cared about her gave her courage. She rose to her feet and stared at the door for a silent moment. She had betrayed everything she was supposed to stand for, she had let the man that took her father's life have sex with her and worse, he didn't even remember it!She had let her guard down, allowing herself to be swayed by his good looks and possessive charms, but it was high time she opened her eyes. “Chase… Thank you… for caring about me. For looking out for me but… I refuse to be afraid of him. He might be a monster but I'm worse.” She spoke with so much fierceness. Chase sprang to his feet and took her hand in his. “You have no idea what you're getting yourself into. If you get on his bad side, you could die… tonight.” She gulped down, feeling a lump in her throat, but it d
The man who murdered fathers, even his own. _Diego's eyes squinted confusedly, why was she suddenly acting so emotional? “Will you just hear me out?” He said, trying to explain himself. “Why does everything always have to revolve around you?!” She barked, taking him by surprise. “Can't you just stop for a moment and listen? Listen to others, their words… their hearts…” she muttered the last part. Diego was far from confused, he was stunned. Why was she suddenly raising her voice? Why was she getting mad? Why was she tearing up? “Why are you acting this way?” He questioned. “Why am I acting this way? Because you hurt me! You hurt me!” She kept yelling. “Did you give me a choice?!” He roared and she fell quiet. He didn't stop there, he continued, advancing towards her with each word. “You don't seem to understand the situation of things here, you don't remember your place, you forget it so easily because I act so lenient with you.” He stopped right in front of her, towering over
It shouldn't hurt but it still does_Diego woke up with a soft groan. Opening his eyes, he felt even more tired than he did when he went to bed. How did he get to his room anyway? The last thing he remembered was going to the balcony for a smoke. Rubbing his forehead slightly, he tried to remember what had happened after but was met by a brick wall. “Fuck…” he groaned softly as he threw the blanket off his body and got out of bed. Rising to his feet, he stretched his hands and body, feeling a little exhausted. His tattoos traced down his skin like a beautiful mess, complimenting each scar that decorated his athletic body. He ran his fingers through his hair and went into the shower. Every minute, he felt like there was something important he was supposed to remember but didn't. After showering and putting on a casual sweater and sweatpants, he combed his hair and prepared to leave his bedroom when the door opened and Chase walked in. “Hey, sit down. Let me check you.” Chase sa
A shared sexual experience for just one to remember._Rebecca wanted to hit his hand away, she wanted to give him the lecture of his life for touching her like that! But deep down, she wished he would go further down. He caressed her waist and her hips but stopped short of her ass, like he wanted a permission she could never bring herself to give. “I don't understand…” she muttered. Her nipples were so hard it was poking right through her dress. Diego moved closer to her and her legs spread wider apart on their own. Their bodies were pressing against each other now and she felt her entire face redden as his dick pressed against her middle. “Cattivella…” he muttered softly into her ear. He was drunk and she could tell. Even though it didn't show on his face that much. She knew there would be an empty bottle of whiskey lying around somewhere if she checked, but she wouldn't give up such closeness for the world. Chase's words echoed in her ear. While they waited for Diego to wake
“This desire will be the death of me!”_Rebecca wondered if that was how her life was meant to end. Being killed for something she didn't even dream about doing. His hold around her neck tightened and she could feel the air seizing from her lungs. She couldn't even speak now if she wanted to. She stared into his eyes, hoping to find some sympathy, but those color shifting eyes were burning with so much rage than she had ever seen. “Diego!” A voice barked at the entrance. Chase hurried towards them but didn't push his brother away. Instead, he spoke calmly, trying to reason with him. “Diego, don't be like this. She'll die.” “Exactly my plan.” Diego responded without batting an eye. “Diego, don't do this. Why save her life only to kill her now?” “Maybe I made a mistake by saving her. You know how much I hate mistakes, I might as well correct it before it's too late.” Diego's voice was as cold as ice and empty of all emotions. Chase spoke calmly still. “She didn't mean to harm y
The strongest Man with the greatest weakness. _Diego heard a soft knock on his door and he already knew who it was. Rebecca approached his desk and placed a cup of coffee in front of him.He looked up at her face and noticed something new. Her lips were a deeper shade of red than normal. His brow arched in curiosity, was she trying to look good for him?He almost chuckled. She turned around swiftly and left his study with quickened steps. When the door closed behind her, he smiled. “That girl…” Reaching for his cup, he raised it to his lips and sipped from it. A surprising milky sweetness slid down his throat and his face scrunched in confusion. “What the…?” He squinted softly. He took off the lid and stared into the cup. It seemed his usual dark coffee had been sweetened with milk. “Shit!” He dropped the cup and sprung from his seat. He knew he was lactose intolerant so he avoided milky things entirely. But there were occasions where he mistakenly took products with milk, just







