AnnaDuncan's words hit me like a slap. A deal?My breath caught in my throat as I forced my gaze to remain steady on his. He stood there, tall and commanding, his bare chest rising and falling in slow, deliberate breaths. Every inch of him exuded confidence, the kind that made men dangerous men and women reckless.But I wasn't about to be reckless. Not again."What kind of deal?" My voice came out stronger than I intended for it to.Duncan's lips twitched, his eyes gleaming with something unreadable. "I want you in bed, Anna," he whispered.I knew it was coming but I didn't expect it to be so blatant, to be so crude."You are joking." I blurted out.His eyes narrowed."Do I strike you as a man that jokes around, Anna?" He asked, his expression now unreadable as he tilted his head slightly, stepping forward.I stepped back again instinctively, my legs hitting the edge of his bed.Fuck! Now, I was between him and a hard place. The tension between rose to a burning degree but I managed
AnnaDuncan’s lips were firm yet soft against mine as he kissed me roughly, his scent wafting into my senses, intoxicating me.I wanted to push him away, to tell him I changed my mind but all I ended up doing was pulling him closer and kissing him back with equal heat and need.My entire body hummed with pleasure as I kissed him back with equal feverish need, our lips tangling in the moment, fighting for dominance.He tasted like whisky, cola and something else I couldn't place and I wanted more of him.I moaned, grabbing his neck and pulling him closer, wanting to feel him on my skin.Goosebumps peppered my skin at the intensity between us.His tongue pushed past my mouth, sucking on mine. It felt too good, too intense, I was drowning in him, in his scent, in his essence.I had never felt this way before about anyone, these intebee need to breathe him in.My nipples hardened at his touch and I whimpered when his hands found my ass and squeezed.His hands found my waist, pulling my
AnnaMy eyes fluttered open and I woke up to an empty and unfamiliar room and then it hit me.I was in Duncan's room. Shit!The memories of us in bed together flooded to the surface of my mind, and I closed my legs instinctively, feeling the nostalgic feeling of pleasure rush directly to my clit.I must have fallen asleep after the third round. I could still feel him inside me.Shit!Shit! I cursed under my breath as I glanced at the wall clock across the bed.It was 6:48 am.Quickly, I jumped out of the king-size bed and began to search for my clothes.They were not on the fur covered floor.I found them neatly folded on top of a plush emerald colored couch close to the floor to ceiling window.Without wasting any time, I grabbed my jeans and quickly put them on, followed by my hoodie. I shoved my bra in my back pocket.I was glad Duncan wasn't here to see me like this.I caught my reflection in the window and frowned. I looked flushed and disheveled. Almost like I had been thoroug
Duncan “Was it all that you hoped it would be? Sabrina asked as she burst into my office, her expression unreadable.I glanced up at her with one perfect arched eyebrow."I beg your pardon?”I asked, confused at her sudden anger. I had sent for her this morning because I had an assignment I needed her to carry out and it could only be done using deduction which Sabrina was great at. There was a stash coming into the state that belonged to a competitor and I needed her to get it.The full moon was approaching, and plenty of our rogues would need them to control themselves.“Don't play dumb; I know you slept with her,” she said, this time with a calmer voice. “I saw her coming out of your room looking thoroughly fucked.”I rolled my eyes when I realised what she was talking about.“It's absolutely fine. I don't care. I know you have your needs… I just want to know if she was all you imagined,”The last thing I wanted to do was talk to Sabrina about it, but since she wanted to be childi
Anna After pacing my room, trying to piece together the new information I had just found out, I made my way to the kitchen.Zoe and another maid, Rita, were washing the dishes.They immediately stopped talking as soon as they spotted me.Rita gave me a disgusted look, huffed, and then walked off.I frowned but didn't think much of it. Most of the maids here didn't like me anyway. Only Zoe and two other maids made me as comfortable as possible.“Anna, are you hungry?’ she asked.I nodded with a smile, my stomach rumbling just in time.“You didn't come down for breakfast today,”“Uh, yeah,” I said, pulling out a stool from under the kitchen island and sitting down. “I was preoccupied,”She nodded.“Tea?”“Yes, thank you.” I smiled. I was starving. The rigorous night I had with Duncan made sure of that.Zoe served me a Benedict breakfast and I dug in, letting my mind wander.After a few minutes, I noticed Zoe's awkward stance. She was staring at me in an odd way.“Is something wrong, Zo
Anna“What are you talking about, darling?” He asked, stepping closer and grabbing me by the waist. qqHis scent engulfed me, and my initial need to resist dissipated. I frowned as I looked past him towards the door. It was closed. Where on earth did he appear from?I wondered, glancing between him and the door. There was no other door around but the bathroom door, and it was a good nine feet away.“You… how did you get here?” I asked, a bewildered expression on my face.“How did I get into my office?” “No,” I shook my head. “You weren't here when I came in.”“I know, I was out,” he said, tucking a single strand of hair behind my hair, a look of amusement in his eyes.I stepped away from his touch, hating the way my body was all too happy to be near him.He was so intoxicating. His presence made it hard for me to breathe, especially now that he knew what my intimate parts looked like.“Forget it,” I said. He nodded, that knowing look still evident in his gaze.“Sabrina said you wan
DuncanSeeing my cum on Anna's face made me hard again. She was so beautiful, it was painful to look at her, and the best part was I didn't even know if she knew she was gorgeous and didn't care or she didn't know at all.I pulled her up and kissed her roughly and urgently, loving the feel of her soft lips as they parted for me. She smelt of me.“You look so hot with my cum all over you,”He moaned against her lips.She whimpered, kissing and biting my lips, sucking my tongue like she was starving for me.By the goddess, this was bad. I had thought just one night with her would quench this restless need and craving for her, but it had only activated the mate bond and made me even more addicted to her.I never did this. I never slept with a human. It was against the rules. My men were allowed to frolic with humans but never near the Mafia house.I wanted more of her, wanted to taste her sweet nectar in between her legs again, but I needed to control myself before I made this a habit.
AnnaAll I have been able to think about all day was Selene G and the incredible oral sex I had with Duncan in his office.My hatred for him had only managed to grow since we started this.Once I found out everything I needed, he was the first I was going to kill, but for now, I was going to enjoy having him.How do I find Aunt Selene? I had not seen her in over 18 years. I didn't even know if she was still alive, but I was going to find out tonight.“Are you done?’ Duncan asked as I rose.“Yes, thank you for the meal,” I said awkwardly. Outside the bedroom, I was awkward around him. I tried to be nice, but he was an arsehole that not only almost killed me my first day here but also threatened me.Yes, our genitals loved each other, but that's where my likeness stopped. For all I know, his father may have been responsible for my mother's death.“You can thank me in my bedroom, Anna,” he said gruffly.“Yeah, sure. 9pm. I'll be there.”I said before making my way out.I checked the time
AnnaDuncan’s lips fell on mine, kissing me hard and passionately like he had been thirsting and I was water.“I love you so much,” he groaned.“I thought I lost you,” I said, holding him tight as I kissed him roughly.“Never,”I broke the kiss, looking up at him. I couldn't believe it was him.“It's really you, you're alive. H…how? How is this possible?” I asked, touching his face.“It's a miracle,” he breathed, his filled with different emotions. Emotions that were almost never there.I shook my head, unable to believe it.“I saw you die, Duncan. How are you alive?”I asked more sternly.I searched his face and realized there something was missing. There were no bullet wounds. None at all.“Your bullet wounds, they are gone. How?” I asked with wide eyes.Something wasn't right here.“Anna, can we just have this moment? I almost lost you…” he pleaded but I wasn't about to gloss over the fact that the man I had seen die was here, alive and without a single scar of his wound.“Well, I
AnnaThe sound of horns and distant car engines were the first noise I heard as I woke.I looked around and it was dark now and we were parked in a deserted field.“What's going on?” I asked, glancing around, my heart beating against my chest. “Whee are we?*There were three of us in the car. None of which was Azeal. Just strange faces.“Somewhere in Venice,” one of the men answered in a bored tone.“Why are we here?” I asked.“God damn, she asks a lot of questions,” another one of the men snapped.“Can't blame her.” the third man with the golden blonde hair replied.My heart pounded violently but not out of fear, out of stress.I forced myself to breathe, but it wasn't working “He should be here any moment now,” one of them saodz looking out the window. He had a tracking device in hand.“Who?’ I demanded eyes darting between the men. I was still restrained by handcuffs, I couldn't move much.“Shhh,”I opened my mouth to yell at the one that had told me to shut up when the sound of
Anna“You must be hungry,” Azeal said as he barged into the weird bdsm room he'd placed me.I glanced up to find him holding a tray of food and water. The smell of chicken and pasta wafted into my nose. My mouth watered but I ignored it. There was no way in hell I was eating anything from these bastards. For all I knew it was poisoned and even if it wasn't, it would be stupid of me to eat from the plate of the enemy.“I do not want your food.” I spat I glared at him. He had changed into something else now. Something casual…“You're just as stubborn as your mother.. it's like looking into the past,”He said as soon as he placed the plate on the steel table.“What do you know about my mother?” I asked, my lips dry. I had not had any water in over thirty six hours and I was slowly drying up. But I knew I needed to get as much information I could from him. He was bound to slip up.“Everything, Anna. Everything there is to know about her.”“What are you to her?”“Now, that's something
AnnaThe suspense was killing me. Not knowing what was going on–who these people were or how they knew my mother or how they knew me made me uncomfortable.It was terrifying to realize that someone out there knew me in and out. Had information about my life, my secrets, my pain, my past, things no one should know. Things even I had tried to forget.And they had it all. Every piece of me laid out like a map.I had to be careful with them. If I wanted to know the truth, my truth, my heritage–, these people were the key. This wasn’t just about revenge anymore. It wasn’t just about killing the men who murdered my mother.It was about understanding why.Why she died.Why I was dragged into this world.Why I never really belonged anywhere.And then, Duncan.Was he truly alive?He couldn't be. No, I didn't believe it. I had seen the bullet tear through his neck,that alone was fatal but his head, he was dead.That realization hit harder than anything I had ever felt. Like someone was saw
Anna “You're lying,” I seethed, my eyes wide.“And why would I do that?” he scoffed.“You have me tied to a chair, I make it a habit not to trust my abductors,” I grouted out, staring daggers at him. The only reason the bastard was still alive was because I was still a little disoriented, not to mention chained to a bloody chair.“If I'm lying. How would I know your real name? Or how your mother died or the people who killed him. How would I know you killed one of the men that killed her many years ago but have not been able to find the other three?”“Who are you?”“Not important,”“How do you know my mother? Why was she killed,”“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'll answer your questions, all you have to do is agree to my terms and I'll give you every and any information I have on your mother, including your father's whereabouts,”“He's alive?”He grinned. “I'll not be answering that.”“What do you want?”I gritted out again, trying not to yell.“Simple. What you are already doing. I need you to
Anna “Fuck you!” A strange but muffled voice sounded from a distance, waking me from a slumber I didn't remember falling into.“I'll put a bullet through your skull and send you to mom and dad,”“Try it….” One of them said and then switched to a language I didn't understand…Italian?They yelled at each other and at some point, the sound of shattering glass followed The voices were still muffled, barely audible but they were louder than before. My eyes opened and I felt my head pound angrily, protesting at the ache clawing at my brain.“What the hell?” I groaned in pain.I blinked and opened my eyes to find a black door in front of me. My vision was a little fuzzy, like I had just woken up from a sedated sleep.I glanced around and shuddered. The room was huge and around me were a bunch of heavy chains, chains like the one I had seen at Red velvet weeks ago. Only this one looked more severe. This was definitely not a kink room. It was meant to hold something.Dogs? I had no idea bu
Anna"You okay?" Duncan asked, pulling out my chair like we were in some old Mafia movie. All that was missing was a violinist playing something tragic in the background.We were seated in the private section of the restaurant. And by private, I mean so quiet I could hear my own anxiety tap dancing. It was gorgeous though-glass, chandeliers, candlelight, and waiters dressed better than me. Definitely destroy your credit score kind of place "Yeah," I said, slipping into the chair with a smile.Duncan leaned down and kissed my cheeks before sliding into the seat across from me. I shot him a look."What was that for?""Felt like it," he said with a shrug that was way too confident. "Also, you looked like you were about to faint. Thought I'd bring you back to Earth. Besides, I can tell your body is still hungry for mine. You know it's not too late to make you cum. There's a beautiful private bathroom here.”“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looks like someone is projecting. Still hard from our little ses
Anna“Where are we going?’ I asked Duncan hours later as I watched him walk towards me completely naked with a tray containing a glass of juice.“Thanks,” I smiled, plucking the drink out of the tray and taking a sip. I was honestly enjoying our time together. More than I should. The sex was amazing, and he was being extremely romantic, which I found incredibly funny.I took a sip of my drink.“To dinner.”“But I thought we were just going to have room service here…”“Indeed, but the night is meant to be special and romantic.”I chuckled. “Trust me, there's nothing more romantic than being in Venice with my very insane boss.”“Hmm. I love it when you call me boss; it makes my dick hard as fuck.”I rolled my eyes at him. “Do you always only think of sex?”“No, unfortunately,” he replied as he lowered himself on the bed.“Unfortunately?” I raised a questioning brow at him.“Yes. I'm not used to being this… happy or relaxed.”“Relaxed?” I asked.“Yes. It's strange, but you make me feel r
AnnaAfter the incident at the canal, Duncan took us back to a quiet cafe. He insisted that everything was okay, but for some reason, I doubted it. He looked worried. He especially looked like he knew exactly what was going on or at least had a feeling.I had no basis for my doubt other than that I could just feel he was holding back.It sounded insane to me too, but it was true.I also felt a bit uneasy, and the feelings didn't feel like mine; they felt like someone else's, like his. Like that feeling I had when we were at the auction house and he was telling me about his father.Duncan's phone rang just as he was about to open his mouth to speak–probably to ask why I was so quiet or if I was okay.He looked down at his phone and then glanced up at me, a sheepish look on his face.“I need to take this.” He stood up from the booth and walked away with his usual polished grace that was also roguish and rough and rugged in a weird way. He was the only one that could pull this off. I to