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
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,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
Aiden,I sat at the back of the car, and the window rolled down as I took a long drag from the cigar between my lips, then puffed a cloud of smoke that curled around me. I watched as two men stumbled out of the warehouse across the street, fists flying as they fought each other. The sound of a gunshot echoed, and I sighed."What is the time?""It's half past four, boss," my driver replied, turning to me."What the fuck are they still doing there?" I grunted with irritation.They should have been done an hour ago why were they still there?"Boss, Should I go check on things?"I pushed my head back against the seat, closing my eyes as I took another drag. "Goddamit,"I opened the door and stepped out. I tucked my hand into my pocket as I walked towards the warehouse my eyes locked on the two men on the ground still throwing punches. I drew my gun from the holster and fired. The man on top collapsed, lifeless, onto the body of the other man."Boss, I am one of your men!" The man who was b
Leah,"Mother!" Liam threw his arms excitedly around a petite woman who stood at the doorway."Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Liam's voice boomed with a mixture of surprise and delight.She held him close, her voice tinged with mock offence. "Do I need permission to visit my son?"I had just come down after showering for dinner only to be met with the scene of my mother-in-law in our home without a warning. I know she had the right to visit, but I would appreciate it if she gave me a heads-up so that I would prepare my sanity for her visit.Unlike what you imagined, my relationship with my mother-in-law was anything but good. I hated it when she visited cause she didn't fail to remind me how much of a failure I was for not giving her a grandchild. It wasn't my fault, Liam had made it clear that he wasn't ready for a child. A decision which I respected. The fact that she keeps blaming me is something I can't wrap my head around. How was she expecting me to have a child? Immacu
Leah,This was insane. Letting a man I didn't know stay this close to me."That's enough," I said in a firm voice, and he let me go.I turned to face him. He was tall and broad. He was on a black coat that failed at hiding his powerful physique. His long, black hair was tied in a messy bun, a few strands escaping to frame his face where a scar started just above his sharp eyebrow down his cheek. Even with the scar on his face, he was still good-looking.His black intense eyes stared down at me as he took a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling out in a slow exhale. He was Sam's type. She had a thing for hot sexy men who excluded danger, and this man excluded more than danger. He was the type of man I steered clear of. Yet, the way he looked at me like a predator does its prey, devouring me with his eyes, made my heart skip a beat.He took a step forward, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stood frozen, his eyes holding mine. He reached out slowly, brushing a strand of
Leah,I woke up the next morning, and he had already left for work. He didn't even sleep in our room last night. Typical Liam, avoiding me after a fight like that, would solve anything. We needed to talk, and I would make sure we don't sweep this under the rug like we do whenever we fought.I entered the elevator, pressing the button for the seventh floor before stepping back. The doors were almost closing when they suddenly opened again. Someone had entered.The first thing that caught my eyes was his black coat. My gaze trailed slowly upward, over his broad shoulders, sharp jaw shadowed by a well-groomed beard, thin red lips. A jolt of electricity shot through me when our eyes finally met. My breath hitched, and I took a step back, my heart thudding in my chest.It was him. The stranger with a scar from yesterday who knew nothing about boundaries.The elevator doors closed shut, the space feeling smaller with him in it. The realization that I was trapped inside it with a man who clea
Aiden, "I'm interested in a woman," I said as I stood up from the couch in the chairman's office, adjusting my coat. "She seems to be working for you.""I wonder who that might be," he said, standing up and extending his hand for a handshake."He's referring to, Mrs. Walsh," the CEO informed from where he sat.A muscle in his jaw twitched, his grip around my hand tightening. Our eyes locked in a silent, charged exchange, then he chuckled, letting my hand go. His face hardened as he said, "She's off-limits."My smile widened. "And why is that?""She is married. And even if she weren't, I wouldn't want you anywhere near my daughter. "I let out a low, sinister laugh, my eyes never leaving the chairman's that burned with controlled fury. She was his daughter.His warning meant nothing to me. Her being married was just a meaningless detail. It sure as hell wasn't going to stop me, not when I had made up my mind, to lay my hands on that gorgeous body of hers. I won't hold back. I would t