LOGINThe vehicle didn't slow down for a second; it swerved violently around the curb, hit the gas, and sped off into the dark city streets."Gage!" Alana screamed, scrambling up from the pavement, her knees scraped and bleeding.Carl was already sprinting across the asphalt, dropping to his knees beside Gage's motionless body. "Gage! Stay down, don't move!"Gage let out a ragged, painful groan, his face pale as he clutched at his right ribs. "Damn it... that hurt...""Shut up," Carl barked, his voice cracking with a sudden, raw panic that completely stripped away all his usual chill composure. His hands hovered over Gage's shoulder, trembling slightly as he checked for heavy bleeding. "Just stay still. Don't you dare try to move."Carl whipped out his phone with his left hand, his fingers flying across the screen as he dialed 911. "There's been a hit and run on 4th and Elm! And there's someone hurt. Send an ambulance right now!""Carl..." Gage gritted out, a weak, tight grin attempting to
Paintbrush bristles scraped against the stretched canvas as Roman's mother blended shades of pale blue, completely unbothered by her son's sudden exit. Standing near the doorway, an uneasy feeling settled in the pit of Alana's stomach as she watched the older woman work."I should let you get back to your work, Ma'am," Alana said gently, keeping her tone light so as not to disrupt the peaceful atmosphere. "It was really wonderful meeting you."Roman's mother paused, setting her brush down on the small wooden tray beside her easel. She looked up, her expression softening into a sweet, slightly unfocused smile. "Ma'am makes me sound like an old schoolteacher. My name is Katerina. Please, just call me Katerina.""I'll remember that, Katerina," Alana promised softly with a genuine smile. "You'll tell Roman to bring me back soon, right?""You'll come back with him next week, won't you? He forgets to visit sometimes when work gets busy," Katerina replied, her voice filled with quiet warmth
Roman leaned casually against the tall dresser, his arms crossed over his chest as his dark eyes followed Alana’s every move. He had already pulled on his trousers and a crisp button-down shirt, leaving the top few buttons undone.Alana smoothed down the fabric of her dress, catching his reflection in the mirror as she tried to fix her hair. "Are you just going to stand there staring at me?""Can you blame me?" Roman asked smoothly, his tone low and lazy. The corner of his mouth twitched into a slow smile. "Considering how we just spent the last couple of hours, I’d say I have every right to enjoy the view while you put your clothes back on."Alana felt a sudden wave of heat rush to her cheeks, turning around to face him with a narrow glare. "Roman, it's already past noon. We actually need to leave.""We will," Roman said, pushing off the dresser with an unhurried grace. He closed the distance between them, his hands reaching out to settle lightly on her waist. "Once we get back to
CHAPTER 116: “That was fucking amazing,” he said, his voice strained with a heavy, uneven edge. “But I am nowhere near done with you yet.”He shifted, withdrawing carefully before turning her onto her stomach with effortless strength. Alana pushed up onto her elbows, the cool air hitting her skin just a moment before his warmth settled behind her. Roman’s hands gripped her hips, tilting her up to meet him. When he drove back into her, it was one smooth, unhurried push that sank deeper than before, stretching her in a way that stole the air from her lungs.Both of them caught their breath, a shared moan vibrating between them at the new angle.“Fuck… even deeper like this,” Alana gasped.Roman leaned over her back, one arm braced against the mattress to support his weight while his other hand slid forward, cupping her breast. He picked up the rhythm again, long, powerful strokes that buried him completely inside her. The heat of his body pressed along her spine as Alana pushed back
Clothes came off between kisses and touches. His shirt hit the floor first. Her dress followed.Roman laid her down carefully and stretched over her. He braced most of his weight on his forearms. His length pressed heavy against her thigh. Alana’s hands ran down the strong line of his back. She felt the tension that still lived in his muscles even now.“I need you,” she said, looking straight up into his eyes. “Right now. No holding anything back.”He kissed her again, deeper this time. One hand slid between their bodies. His fingers found her pussy already slick and ready. He stroked her slow and thorough. Alana’s hips lifted into the touch on their own. A soft moan slipped out of her throat.“Fuck, you feel ready for me already,” Roman said against her mouth. “So wet and open.”“Mmh...” she answered, voice a little shaky. “Please, Roman. I want you inside me.”He shifted his hips and lined the thick head of his length up with her entrance. He pushed in slow. He gave her every inch o
Roman sat on the edge of the bed with his elbows on his knees. His eyes stayed fixed on the floor like he was still standing in the middle of those old years. Alana stayed right beside him. Her hand rested warm on his arm. She did not speak yet. She just gave him the space to resume talking whenever he was ready. “I left the syndicate when I was eighteen,” he said after a long breath. “Walked away from everything I knew and went straight to Mr. Beaufort.” He paused and rubbed a hand over his mouth. “His company was already on the edge of collapsing back then. His first son had made a mess that could not be cleaned up easy. He killed a woman who belonged to a dangerous cartel. That one mistake came back around hard. It ended up killing him.” Alana’s fingers stayed gentle on his arm while she listened. “Nobody outside the inner circle ever found out he was dead,” Roman continued. “Beaufort covered the whole thing. He let people believe his son was off traveling or laid up sick
Taking the phone from Rosalind, Alana placed it by her ear and walked a little distance away from her aunt. She didn't utter a word, and the other end of the phone remained equally silent."You didn't bother to call me," her mother said from the other side of the phone."What do you want, Stephanie
Stopping the car in front of the silver gate, Alana glanced at the GPS to ensure she was at the right place. She turned off the engine and stepped out of the car, following Ryan's instructions. He had already informed the resident of her arrival. The gates opened almost immediately, and she swiftl
To her surprise, the man before her was the most handsome she had ever seen. His captivating green eyes mesmerized her, framed by long, beautiful lashes.Some of his jet-black hair fell to the side of his face, accentuating his features. His jawline was perfectly chiseled, and his lips had a soft p
Bang!The sound of the gun cut through the air as Alana pulled the trigger, the bullet barely passing by Roy's head and hitting the door behind him."You crazy bitch," Roy spat, making an attempt to move closer to her."Foolish idea, don't you think," Alana muttered, pointing the gun directly at







