Leah,I clapped my hand over my mouth as I screamed into it, tears streaming down my eyes. I can't go home. Not after what I did. Not after betraying Liam.I know I am the worst. I know there isn't any justification for what I did. I feel ashamed of myself, and I don't know how to face him. What would he do if he saw me in this state? I can't even begin to imagine it.I was aware of my attraction to Aiden. I thought all I needed to do was fight it, avoid it, and I won't make a mistake. I underestimated how much my body craved his touch, and I gave in easily to lust. I didn't even put up a good fight. I just lay there while he touched me, only feeling guilty after the pleasure ended.My phone buzzed in my purse that lay on the passenger seat for the hundredth time. Each time it rang, my heart skipped a beat. What if it was Liam? I can't answer him.The traffic light turned green, and I drove mindlessly, finding myself on the familiar route towards my father's villa. That was the only pl
Leah,"He won't stay out for long," Matt assured me as he took the duffel bag I used to pack some of Liam's clothes from me. "He just needs time to sort things out."A tired smile stretched across my face as I nodded. It's been two weeks since he left home, and now he sends his friend to get some of his things. It doesn't seem to me like he plans on coming back soon. Then again, who am I to complain."You should call him." He suggested."I don't think that is a good idea." I said, remembering how angry he was that day. "Honestly, Leah, if you don't, he might stay out longer than either of you needs." He sighed. "Just give him a call. The least he can do is ignore you, right?""I will try calling him tonight." I finally said.He smiled at me, squeezing my arm. "I will make sure he picks, so don't worry.""Thank you, Matt. For everything."Later that night, I dialled his number. I bit my nail as I paced inside the room, my heart pounding against my chest as I waited for him to pick up.
Leah,I wanted to beg. To scream, but the sounds died a strangled death in my throat. My eyes, wide with horror locked on the terrifying face of a man I realised would be the last image I would see before I die.He grabbed my arm and yanked me up from the booth, my hand scrapping against the wood, sending a jolt of pain up my arm, and I winced."Kill her already, and let's be on our way."The man at the door holding the bloodied man said."Not yet, I finally found a plaything, and I will take my time with her." He chuckled with a sadistic amusement."Please," I cried. "I will give you anything. Just let me go."He slapped me so hard my vision blurred, and a high-pitched whine filled my ears. Hot tears trailed down my cheeks, and I could taste them mixing with my blood. I pressed my lips together, scared as he leaned in, his face twisted with rage. His rotten breath filled my nostrils, making me recoil. "Shut up, bitch." He snarled."We have wasted a lot of time, Storm is calling." The
Leah,"Who is that?" Aiden asked, finally turning to us.A dull ache throbbed through my knees as I blinked back the tears that blurred my eyes. Through the haze, I saw his legs march towards me slowly. I bit my lip, fisting the fabric of my skirt as a chocked sob escaped my lips. He stopped two feet away from me. Not close enough to touch, but close enough to make me tremble. I refused to look up. My eyes fixed on the floor."Just a rat who happened to see a bit too much, boss." Scar replied"Why isn't she dead yet?" He growled, the sound vibrating through the floor and into my bones.My breath caught, and my hands clenched tighter around my skirt."I was going to take care of it, but Storm insisted you make a decision concerning her.""Deal with it, and make it quick." Aiden ordered coldly.I opened my mouth to plead, but Storm beat me to it."Boss, she is..." Storm trailed off as I felt a cold metal object under my chin. It was a gun. A fucking gun! When did he get close?My heard
Leah,I knew agreeing to Aiden's offer was a bad idea, but I had no choice. The deal was done, and there was no turning back.He sat on the king-sized bed, propping himself up with his elbows, his eyes never leaving my body. I stood, rubbing my arm as if to ward off the cold as my eyes scanned the room. I bit my lip as I stared at my reflection on the large mirror on the wall beside the bed."Strip," he commanded suddenly.I looked at him, surprised. "Right now?" I asked, and he nodded.Why are you acting surprised when you knew the reason he brought you into his room?"I have seen your body, doll. There is no need to be shy," he chuckled."Bastard," I cussed under my breath, looking away.My hands moved to the back of my skirt, slowly pulling down the zipper. I pulled it down, letting it fall to the floor before kicking it aside. I could feel his eyes on me, watching my every move and an unwelcome heat spread through my body. "Are you giving me a strip tease, doll?" He groaned."I am
Leah,My body felt like it was run over by a truck when I woke up. The space beside me was empty. I was sprawled on my stomach, under the sheets. The curtains were pulled down, the only source of light being the bulb. What time is it?I shifted under the covers, a dull ache spreading through my body, reminding me of last night. No, I am sure he continued till early morning. Every muscle seemed to protest as I tried to stretch my limbs. I winced, turning to the other side of the bed. I could feel the tender bruises along my hips and thighs."Goddamit," I groaned, feeling the soreness aching from my core. "That monster."I carefully swung my legs over the edge of the bed, my feet touching the cool floor.Catching my reflection on the mirror across from where I sat, I grimaced. My hair was a tangled mess, my lips swollen and bruised. Hickeys scattered across my shoulders and chest. He was sex crazed. A monster who couldn't be satisfied easily. He had forgotten I was human, and I would
Aiden, I laid on my back, gripping her waist as she straddled me. She rode me slowly, her hands pushed to her back, resting on my thighs as she held herself up. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted. Her head would occasionally fall back as she moaned softly. She rolled her hips, her walls clenching around me, and a low growl escaped my throat as my grip tight around her. "Fuck," She was driving me crazy. In a scary way. My plan was to use her to satisfy my urges for the night and mess with her husband. It had only been four nights, and yet my desire to have her was turning into an obsession that was almost frightening. "Leah," my breath hitched when she did it again.Fuck.She opened her eyes that were filed with lust, and when they met mine, she turned away immediately, her cheeks turning red as she bit down on her lip. I spanked her ass hard, and she whimpered, turning to face me again. Damn, she looked hot when she was turned on, and the sight stirred something within me
AidenEach step up the stairs pulled at the muscles near the stab wound."Fuck," I muttered under my breath.I looked down at my side. The cloth I had used to wrap the wound was soaked through with blood again.I didn't think she would stab me. And definitely not this deep."I shouldn't have left the knife in the drawer," I hissed, pushing the bedroom door open.She was lying on her side, naked, back facing me. Just the way I had left her after washing her up. She was sobbing into the pillow, her entire body trembling from the pain shooting through her legs. And the humiliation she suffered.It could have been worse.When I went after her, all I wanted was to make her suffer. To hurt her enough that she would never think of running again.But when I found her in that hole, terrified, broken, my anger calmed.That didn't mean sge wasn't going to be punished. She had to understand. She had to learn. Otherwise she might do it again.My eyes dropped on her scrapped knee, then to her ankle.
Leah,I stood at the foyer, gripping the railing as I looked down, watching Aiden giving orders to four men in a low, commanding voice. I couldn't make out the words, but I could feel the tension from where I stood. A muscle twitched in his cheek as he stood, and at one point, he smacked one of them, Scar, really hard on the head.Ever since that day he brought me here, he had given me nothing but cold, angry looks. I could tell he was barely controlling himself from hurting me with the way he ground his teeth whenever we crossed path. He was only holding back because of Aiden, and I really don't want to find out what would happen if he ever stopped.It was already afternoon, and there was still no sign of Storm. He usually drove me home in the morning, but today, he hadn't shown up, and Aiden had been absent all morning as well. I bit my bottom lip, the thought of spending another night in his place making my stomach twist.As if sensing my eyes on him, he turned and looked up his gaz
Leah,I was pinned against the wall, his body pressing firmly against mine, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the living room with each powerful thrust. My hands were on the wall, head resting on them as my body shook uncontrollably from the force of his merciless movements."You are driving me fucking crazy, Leah," he growled into my ear, the roughness in his voice sending a shiver down my spine."Fuck you," I spat between ragged moans, his hand gripping my waist tightly, nails digging into my skin. "Mhm"He chuckled in my ear, "That's exactly what we are doing, doll." His hands moved between my thighs, his fingers rubbing against my clit in fast circles. "Fuck...please," I whimpered, my legs quivering as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge, until I came.He leaned in, pressing kisses along my back, his teeth grazing my skin as he kept thrusting relentlessly."Don't...mhm," I gasped. "Don't cum in me."I expected him to pull out since he was close but in
Leah,A day earlier,I watched the dark liquid swirl into the mug as I poured myself a coffee, catching a glimpse of someone entering the kitchen out of the corner of my eyes.Our eyes met. His gaze softened, clouded with regret. His lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but the words died before they reached me. I looked away first, setting the coffee pot down on the counter and bringing the mug to my lips, blowing softly before taking a sip."Hey," he said hesitantly, and I didn't answer, neither did I spare him a glance.I heard his footsteps draw closer, my fist clenching around the mug as I forced the coffee down my throat."Leah," I know damn well he couldn't control himself when he was angry. He always said mean things to me, but laying a hand on me was a first. I grew up never getting slapped, only to be slapped twice in the same year. "I'm sorry," he murmured, moving beside me, so close I could feel his warmth. "I don't know what came over me. Fuck, I didn't mean to
Aiden,"Dom. Dom Blackwood."My grip tightened on his hair as I slammed my fist into his face again, the crunching of his bone from the impact filling my ear."Boss!" A voice called out.My fist connected again with his face, harder, blood dripping down onto the floor from his face."Aiden!" The same voice screamed, louder this time, and I raised my hand to land another blow when someone grabbed my arm."The fuck is wrong with you, Aiden!" Storm yelled. "He is fucking dead!""Oh," I glanced down at the man who was no longer breathing. "Shit."I had a lot of his blood on me.She hated seeing blood on me. It scared her.I needed to wash up before meeting her. Before taking her back.I pulled my arm away from Storm as I released the body. I straightened up and stepped away from it."Should I let her go?" Storm asked, referring to the blonde woman still in the room.I opened my mouth to reply when I heard footsteps approaching the room we were in. I chuckled, walking towards the bed. "It
Aiden She threw the torn pieces at me and turned to leave. I grabbed her arm, yanking her back. I arranged this meeting to show her what kind of asshole her precious ex-husband really was. He didn't give a damn about her. Never did. Yet here she was, crying. Tears for a man who wasn't me. My nails dug into her arm, but the anger wasn't enough to mask the bitterness I felt. It pissed me off how easily he could still control her emotions without even trying. Even after he hit her, he threw her out into the rain. She had waited for him like a fucking fool. Beaming like an idiot when he entered. I clenched my jaw. I was going to sever every last fucking tie she had to him. She tried to pull away, but I tightened my grip, dragging her closer. She always did pointless things like she didn't know how this would end. "Let me go!" She yelled, hitting my hand. "Let go, you bastard!" She was shaking. Her green eyes red with tears. She was breaking in front of me, and I knew how much she
Leah My eyes darted to where he stood, the driver from last time beside him. His gaze swept the room as he responded to their greeting, and when it landed on me pinned against the wall, his expression turned dark. His jaw clenched so tightly, I thought I heard the bone crack. Scar shifted, trying to back away slightly. "Good day—" Aiden didn't let him finish. He moved forward in a flash, grabbed the back of his head, and slammed it into the wall beside me. I flinched as something warm splattered across my cheek. Blood. My eyes widened in horror. He slammed his head over and over, and his eyes never left mine. The scent of blood, the sickening crack of bone, Scar's muffled scream as he apologized in between smashes, made it hard to breathe. I shook so badly my legs almost gave out. "Aiden," I whispered for him to stop. He let scar collapse on the floor, his teeth shattered, and face a bloody mess. He reached out, wiping the blood from my cheek with the side of his hand, his t
Leah The servant girl, Amanda, she had said her name was, had grown surprising comfortably around me. Too comfortable. I hadn't taken her for the talkative type at first. She would bring me food, linger longer than necessary, and make small talk like we weren't strangers a few days ago. I appreciated her efforts. They didn't lift my mood, but they were better than being alone or worse , having Aiden around. They were the only times I didn't feel like I was losing my mind. She offered me a cup of tea. "I added honey," she said. "I thought you could use something sweet." I managed a faint smile. "Thanks." I took a small sip. It was warm and sweet, like she said. My chest ached with memory of home. I missed my family. Amanda beamed, almost proud of pulling a smile from me. She glanced at my legs propped on a pillow. "It's almost healed." She pointed out. What's the point, though? I was still trapped. "When it's better, I could show you around. There is a pool on the roof and..."
Leah "You need a hair dryer," Aiden said as he carried me out of the bathroom. A towel was wrapped around my chest, barely covering my ass. My eyes landed on a girl, maybe twenty, kneeling on the floor, scrubbing off the mess I had made. She looked up, her face not hiding her annoyance. My stomach twisted. I turned, my eyes catching Aiden's gaze who noticed my embarrassment. I bit the inside of my cheek and buried my face in his chest, my cheeks flushing red. Fuck. I wanted to disappear. Why the hell did he let someone else clean it? He pulled me higher against him, and I tried not to focus on his rough palm gripping my bare thigh or how much of me was exposed. "Keep starring, and you will lose those fucking eyes." "Sorry, sir." "Get lost if you are done." "Yes, sir." I heard her hurry off. He walked us into another room. A massive walk in closet, dark and cold, like him. Black cabinets lined the walls, and a chandelier hung over a black letter sofa at the middle o
LeahMy body ached all over as I turned on my side. My skin was clammy, the shirt clinging to my damp body. My throat parched, my head pounding with a persistent throb. I thought I was going to die last night. The room was dark, except for a little light that slipped through the gap of the tightly drawn curtains.I blinked, seeing a figure sitting in a chair across from the bed, watching me.My heart raced as I sat up. "Liam?" I whispered.He didn't respond. When he stood up and moved toward the window, I noticed he was taller. Too tall to be Liam. He yanked the curtains open. The sudden light made me squint, and I turned my face away.My heart dropped when I saw the tattooed, bare back. It wasn't him.I kissed Liam last night. I remembered his hands, rough and possessive all over my body. The warmth of his body pressed against mine. His voice.I swallowed hard, a sickening realisation creeping up my spine.Aiden turned to face me, his expression unreadable. "You look disappointed,