RUSSIA RUSSIA A young manâbarely more than a college boyârushed out of his car and stormed into the building, his breath ragged as he shoved past anyone in his way. The space was thick with smoke. The people inside looked dangerousâtattooed, armed, and drowning in the scent of alcohol and heavy drugs. He passed through two sectors of the building before reaching the main room upstairs. With impatience evident in his every movement, he knocked on the door. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon," he muttered under his breath. A voice granted him permission, and he stepped inside. His eyes settled on his boss's huge frame lounging on the couch. His aura was intimidating, with almost all of his body covered in tattoos. Four barely covered women were with him. Two were taking turns sucking on his member, while the other two offered their naked breasts and kissed him. "Boss, we have a problem," the young guy spoke in Russian, his expression disturbed. "What is it, Sergei?" the brute-looking mal
LONDONEthan rolled over in bed, his eyes glued to his phone, staring at his delivered read messages while pressing his lips together.âWhy isnât he replying?â Ethan muttered to himself, then blinked. âWhy am I so worried? He could be anywhere. Heâs strong, richâĶ Iâm just wondering why he isnât home. Itâs pretty normal since we live together, right?âHe reread the message he had sent, over and over again, trying to make sense of his own concern.Then he sighed, flinging his phone to the side and staring up at the ceiling.His thoughts drifted to what he had said to Lucian. He couldnât have meant all that, right?Was he really falling for a cold, inhuman man like Lucian?âIâm definitely not,â he muttered. He would clear things up once Lucian was backâlet him know he hadnât meant a single word of what he said that night.Ethan swallowed, his hand trailing to the left side of his chest. His heart was pounding, his breath slightly unsteady.He sighed, moving his hand from his chest to his
Lucian stood there, stunned, as Ethan walked away with a confidence he hadnât displayed before. The bold declaration rang in his earsâIf Iâm yours, then youâre mine.Mine.Something inside Lucian stirred, a primal part of him that had long been caged. The need to dominate, to possess, to claim. Yet, Ethan had just flipped the dynamic, making it clear that he wouldnât be another submissive plaything. He had challenged Lucianâs authority, dared to stand on equal ground.And damn it, that turned him on.Lucianâs lips curled into an amused smirk as he leaned against the wall, watching Ethan disappear into his room.âInteresting,â he murmured.______LUTHER'S DOMAINA luxurious car pulled up in front of the towering Grand Building, halting with a soft screech. The door swung open, and the driver, dressed in a fine suit, stepped out, walking over to open the door for another figure.A pair of polished black shoes stretched out first, followed by long, slender legs leading to a tall, command
For someone as cold as Lucian, dinner must seem too common and quite boring since, according to Eric, Lucian doesn't like eating outside.Dinner out canceled.As for cinemas, Lucian's television at the apartment was big, and if he wanted to watch a newly released movie, he would.Night parties were not Ethan's thing either; he was practically terrible at such events. After a long thought, Ethan considered something more entertainingâsomething even Eric would approve of.A wrestling show. Ethan loved watching the sport; it was pretty much his favorite, as it reminded him of his father. They used to watch the sport together.Since Lucian was someone who seemed attracted to violence and such, Ethan guessed perhaps Lucian might find it entertaining.âI hope he does, and even if he doesn'tâĶ I'm the one taking him out, and I'll make him enjoy it.âEthan took a deep breath, taking one last look at his casually fine outfit. His eyes flicked to his jotter, where he had jotted down the things h
My man.Fuck!If someone had told him heâd hear Ethan say thatâadmitting that he was hisâLucian would have scoffed and dismissed it as a bluff.The shy, annoying crybaby was becoming bold. And hell, the way he had kissed him just now had already turned him so fucking on.Just as the girl finally left, Ethan spun to face himâbut Lucian immediately shot out his hand, grabbing Ethan by the neck and pulling him closer.Their faces were inches apart, breaths mingling, Lucianâs eyes dark and filled with hunger.For those words.âSay it again,â Lucian demanded, his voice deep.Ethanâs breath hitched. âWhat?ââThat Iâm yours.âLucian smirked, and even though the aura he emitted would make anyone shrink back, Ethan didnât flinch.âYouâre mine,â Ethan replied.Lucian crashed his lips onto his, the kiss turning wild. Their lips burned against each other until they lost their breath. When they pulled away, Ethan was gasping for air.âEthanâĶââThe match has started,â Ethan cut in knowing what Luci
Butcher threw the first attack, fast and swift; however, the man before him effortlessly shifted from his spot, dodging the blow.Butcher didnât stop. He threw more punches, harder and faster than before, his eyes glinting with fury and excitement. One hit was enough to break a boneâat least for a human.But as time passed, frustration began to creep in. Every single one of his attacks hit nothing but empty air, as the man dodged them allâĶ without even removing his hands from his pockets.Worse!Those bored eyes of his was not even focused on him.Who would have thought his opponent would be this interesting? Butcher hadnât had anyone challenge his strength in a long time, and this man was doing it so effortlessly.Nah! He would break the proud facade of this mysterious man in a suit, no matter what!Butcher went all out, swinging his calloused fists with full force, adding even more impact to his attacksâyet nothing landed.He looked like a fool, dancing with no music. Who the hell wa
A drink?Ethan lips parted recalling the last time he drank. He had kissed Charlie and Martin, and experience he doesn't want to think of.âI know what you're thinking little mateâ Lucian smirk. âIt's just one drink with me this time aroundâEtha sighed looking away. âI don't knowâĶ I... I'm a bad drinker but alrightâ******BARThe hotel bar looked very expensive and spacious. The people in it appeared rich and elegant.The bartender slid a drink toward Ethan. He swallowed at the sight of it.Despite preparing himself for this, having it placed in front of him shattered that confidence."It's fine if you don't want it. You can have Coke instead," Lucian spoke from his side, taking his own drink.Ethan shook his head. "I'll have it."Lucian side-glanced at him, watching as Ethan took a sip.Ethan groaned lightly, placing the drink back on the table.Lucian snorted, taking the drink away and asking for a Coke instead, which Ethan accepted when it arrived."You're still not going to tell
"I've seen her nudes before. She ain't got no shaved clean pussy," a voice spoke from the side of the stall. "Yeah, right, but you gotta see how she bounces, though. She's tight as fuck," another added. "I'd agree with Dan. You need to see how she squirts too. Gotta say, she is heaven," the third chimed in. "But a whore, kinda," the first let out a short laugh. "How come Luke never noticed his girlfriend was such a hotspot, fucking around with every man she met?" "Not our business, though. At least we had something to taste. She's fine," the third said. "She was the one who came to us, not the other way around. We are not guilty," the second added. "We're good friends." Silence fell for a moment before they all burst into laughter. "Good friends who are about to have a foursome with her," the first snickered, followed by another round of laughter. But it was cut short. Then came a whimperâno, a moanâechoing from the last stall in the restroom. "You hear that?" the third man as
âEthan,â Yara muttered from her wheelchair, her eyes welling with tears. âIâĶ is this real?âEthanâs chest heaved as he tried to process what was happening before him. His father had just been announced innocent.âEthan,â Yaraâs voice snapped him out of his thoughts.Ethan wiped his tears and crouched before her.âFather will be free soon.âYara looked at him, still bewildered, as though in a trance. She was rendered speechless.Ethan knew the people who had made this happen, and the thought made his heart race even more.He pulled his mother gently into a hug, patting her back softly.âEverything is alright now,â he whispered, shutting his eyes as his own tears flowed uncontrollably. âHeâll come back.âThose words once felt impossible, but nowâĶ it was all clear.His father, Rowan Wave, would be a free man. Their name would no longer be humiliated. And he wouldn't be kicked out of school.Finally.âĒâĒâĒâĒâĒâĒXander stared blankly at the television. He wasn't surprised Zeno would do such a
âWhat?!â Ericâs eyes went wide, snapping a look at Lucian. âWhat do you meanâĶ youâĶââYeah,â Lucian answered. âHe said the exact same last words as Selaria.âEric returned his gaze to the road, driving as he fell into deep thought. A heavy sigh escaped his lips.âThat might be a coincidence,â he muttered, lost in thought again. âCould he really beâĶââI guess Iâll call Morgana.ââWait!â Eric said quickly, making Lucianâs brow furrow. âI meanâĶ I donât think she might have any idea.ââStop the car,â Lucian demanded.Eric pressed his lips together before obeying. He pulled the car over to the side of the road.Clicking his tongue, he took another deep breath.âThe spell to break the bond is ready,â Eric confessed, and silence filled the car for a long moment. âItâs been ready since before the day you told me Ethan had his rut. Thatâs why I asked him to take you on a dateâto make you like him.ââWhat?â Lucian muttered. âSo the date wasâĶââI had no choice. Morgana said you'd die a slow and p
While feeding Lucian, Ethan could feel Lucian's gaze the whole time. The male didn't for a moment stop staring and he didn't mind.Though his heart raced at intensity, he still continue to feed him and he obediently took them all to the last bite.Ethan cleared the plate and walked back to his with a glass of water. He offered but Lucian didn't accept, still staring.Ethan sighed, who would have thought Lucian has this kid side of him.Gently, he placed the tip of the cup on Lucian's lips, gently titling I pour the water into his mouth. Lucian drank till the last drop, watching Ethan dropped the glass away."Have you eaten?" Lucian finally spoke.Ethan folded his arms across his chest. "Yeah?""Uhm" Lucian cleared him throat. "Thanks""Are you just going to keep staring or you're going to tell me, what in the world is going on?" Ethan asked. "You promised to tell me. Now I wanna every one of it. Don't dare skip anything because I would be so mad at you if I find out" he warned."Fine
âLucian!ââPlease come back to me!ââIâm sorry.ââCome back!!âLucian gasped awake on the bed, sweat dripping down his forehead, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, eyes darting around.His room?Wait. How did he get here?His brows furrowed as he collected his memories. RightâZeno took Ethan, and he had gone to save him, and...Lucian froze, his brows knitting further. He sat up immediately, eyes wide. He couldn't remember what happened next.âStay away!âEthan's voice echoed. Lucian hissed as his head throbbed. Shit!Ethan had yelled at him. Rejected him. Had been scared of him, and he had...Why the fuck couldnât he remember?!Lucian swung the sheet from his body, rose from the bed, and burst out of his room. Breath heavy, eyes darting frantically, he settled them on Butler Ben.âEthan,â he breathed worriedly, approaching Ben. âWhere is he?âĶââUhâĶâ Before Ben could reply, another voice sounded.âLucian?âLucianâs head snapped around, sighting the person he was desper
"Let me out of here, bastard!" Ethan yelled at the men."Seriously, are you not going to gag him?" one of them spoke, staring at Ethan in disgust."Yeah... I better," the second said, eyes searching for a rope."He's going to kill you all, bastards!" Ethan yelled again.The one who seemed to be the boss of the men in the room chuckled.He stepped forward, dark eyes glittering with amusement as he crouched before Ethan and grabbed his jaw."Kill us?" he drawled mockingly. "That little professor of yours is probably dead by now. All we're waiting for is Zeno's call before we cut your guts open."Ethan jerked his face away, trying to mask his fear. He was terrified, but he didnât want to give these men what they wanted.The man barked a short laugh. "Look at you, trying to act tough. No one is coming to save you, boy. Just say your last words instead."Could they be right?Is Lucian coming? Will he find him?Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped.A chill crept down their spines.
Martin gasped, hearing the gunshots, his head snapping toward the door.What the hell was that?Are they shooting Mr. Black? And if soâĶ why did they have to shoot so many bullets to bring him down?What did you expect, Martin? Perhaps Mr. Black brought his men.But he had clearly heard Mr. Black came with just the man named Eric.A groan tore through his throat. He was gagged, hands tied behind him. Every part of him ached. He needed to get out of here and find Ethan before they hurt him.Once Zeno was done here, he planned to take Ethan's lifeâand he couldn't let that happen.âShut the hell up!â the man watching him snapped, but Martin didnât stop struggling against the rope, letting out muffled sounds.âShut up!â the man yelled but clutched his ears as the gunshots sounded even louder.âShit! Just how many men did Mr. Black bring?âA scream pierced the air the moment the gunshots stopped, followed by the sickening crack of bones and the tear of fleshâĶThen a guttural growlâone that
âBut I want to help,â Xander insisted. âThe tracker canâĶââWe know everything before you came. Even the location of where Ethan is,â Eric said, and Xander's face went pale. âSeriously? Why did you think it was easy for Martin to take Ethan?âRight. Xander had thought about that too. Mr. Black wouldn't let his security slip around Ethan after Mr. Moore's attack.Xander glanced at Lucian, who still hadn't spoken a word. This man was hella dangerous.âYour method was pretty cool but very old. I'm sure your father already suspected your movements and might have seen through Martin.â Eric continued. âNice effort, kid.ââAh,â Lucian let out a deep sigh. âI can't believe I lost the bet.â His eyes finally fluttered open.Then he rose to his feet, locking gaze with Xander. His piercing gaze made Xander wonder if this was truly the professor in their school.It was as though his menacing aura had just increased tenfold.He approached with light, steady, and deliberate steps. If Xander weren't
"Urgh! Let me out of here!ââMartin!âMartin's jaw clenched as Ethan's voice trailed behind him while he headed to the car with Zeno and a few men.He took a last glance at the restricted building in the middle of the woods before entering the car. Zeno had chosen this location so Ethan would be hard to find.It was several miles away from the city; barely a soul could be seen around here.After almost an hour of driving, Zeno spoke, breaking the silence in the car.âWhere the hell is Xander?â he asked, while Martin kept his gaze on the passing view outside the car window.âI don't know,â he replied.âHaâĶ don't give me that kind of crappy answer. You expect me to believe you don't know where your bastard brother is?â Zeno barked out a soft laugh. âI thought you both were close; I guess thatâs wrong. How could you not have told him you were about to betray your friend?ââBecause you asked me not to tell anyone,â Martin's fists clenched. âAnd, point of correctionâĶ Ethan is not my friend
He didn't return last night.Ethan bit the inside of his cheek. Lucian wasnât home.What could have kept him so busy that he didnât show up? What could be the reason?Another woman?Ethan slammed his palm against his forehead. Donât think like that, Ethan. You canât be insecure. Lucian hasnât been with any other woman ever since he met him.But why did he worry so much about him? It felt like he couldnât breathe properly when Lucian wasnât around for too long. It had been almost two days, and he was missing him.Could it be because Lucian was investigating his fatherâs case or it was simply due to his work?Ethan sighed. He asked himself too many questions. He should be more worried about the school that was about to kick him out.Ethanâs phone rang, and with a swift movement, he reached for it.The hospital?âMr. WaveâĶ your mother has gone into a critical stateâĶâThat was all Ethan allowed himself to hear before bolting out of the room, ignoring Butler Benâs voice calling after him.