Sold to the cold hearted tycoon

“Ugh…” I muttered in pain. My whole body ached, sore and heavy. I tried to sit up, but I felt a strong arm draped around my waist. Turning slightly, I looked at him his eyes were closed, his lashes long and soft. He looked like an angel, but I knew better. He was a devil in disguise. I gently pushed his arm off me, trying not to wake him, but he muttered something I couldn’t hear and turned to the other side. My eyes lingered on his arm covered in tattoos. Typical bad boy, I thought as I dragged my sore self into the bathroom, my body aching, especially down there. My navy blue dress lay crumpled on the floor, my heels apart, and my underwear nowhere to be found. I shook my head in disbelief. Standing before the mirror, I stared at my bare reflection. Hickeys trailed down my neck, scattered across my skin. Then the memories of last night came rushing back his hands on my body, his touch, my moans, the heat, the way he said those words: “Didn’t you know you’re here to warm my b

“Why did you offer to help me?” I asked her, looking around the apartment we were in. It was simple yet plush in its own way warm, feminine, and soft, with a kind of elegance that felt foreign to me. “It’s simple. I want Luca. I always did,” she said flatly. “You can have him. I never wanted him,” I replied, walking to sit down. My legs ached from the escape. Luca was probably looking for me by now. While I was in the toilet, Anita showed up out of nowhere, offering to help me get away as if she knew I would take the chance. And I did. She passed me a glass of water. I stared at it suspiciously, half expecting it to be poisoned. Trusting anyone felt impossible now, not after what my so-called best friend had done. “Don’t worry,” Anita said, rolling her eyes. “If I wanted you dead, you would’ve been already. What’s your deal with Luca anyway?” “Long story,” I muttered. I wasn’t ready to talk about it. My life was a mess, and my mind was racing with thoughts of my mum how to find h

“Zita…” I mumbled her name, the name of the woman who betrayed me. I could feel my chest heavy at the thought of she and Luca being connected.Luca stands off my body as he pulls me to him.“I’m about to take a shower. Care to join…?”I looked at him, hatred filling my eyes. I was about to stubbornly refuse his proposal, then I remembered he doesn’t take no for an answer—and my mother’s life is at stake for me to be playing hard head.I stood in front of the luxurious floor-to-ceiling mirror, watching my appearance. Then I felt his hand run up my shoulder. “Just be a good girl, n I’ll give you everything you want…”“I want to see my mum.”He laughs. “Not so fast, sweetheart… you’ve not proven to yet. The driver will take you for dress shopping… and will bring you to me by 7. Whatever plans you’ve of running away, get your mind off it, because there is nowhere you will go that I won’t find you, princess.”I nod as he perked my cheeks. I watched him walk out. What the f*ck have I gotten