He drove hard, he went fast, his wet cloth clung to his body as he cursed at the car for not moving more quickly than it was doing, and he slammed hard on the steering wheel, flying past the few trucks on the way."Gia..." He whispered in the car, one hand dragging his hair back, Axel's voice ringing.'Run, Zayne, or not; either way, she won't make it.'Cartel's quarters, he breathed hard. The last time he had gone there was the first time their paths had crossed, and now it seemed it would be their last.He pushed off the negative thought. He had to think positively; he fucking had to think positively, but knowing Axel and his anger toward her, he hoped he didn't get there too late.He was alone on the road, in the dark stormy night, with lightning striking and thunder rumbling, and all he could think of was how scared she would be, how wounded, how dead. He swallowed."Goddamn you, Axel!" He gritted his teeth and groaned and swore that if Axel touched a hair on her body, he'd make s
Gianna blinked, facing the immaculate white walls and the beeping that sounded far away. Unable to feel her body, she decided she was in heaven.Only heaven could feel this painless; only heaven could feel this safe, well, heaven and Zayne's presence, but since he wasn't in sight, maybe she was in heaven.She waited for the angels to take her into paradise, wipe the tears from her eyes, and tell her she would be okay, that the earth was never her place anyway, that she'd fallen.The image of Axel holding the sledgehammer with a sick smile while watching her scream in agony had tears filling her eyes. She was never meant for this brutal and sinful world anyway.She wondered if Zayne would find her dead body. She wanted to cry out for him, tell him she was sorry she had gone off track, and cry that she didn't deserve him, but it was too late; she was dead.Or was she..."I had a feeling you'd open those eyes today." She turned to see him sitting on a chair beside her bed, looking into h
Heyyyyyyyyy I'm pretty glad I'm done with those two. I'm hurting too. Being the Don's Obsession is finished now as the second book in the series, "Angels for the Demons." Gianna Venditti and Zayne Xavier, this has to be the easiest book I've ever written, all thanks to you all for taking out time to comment and bug me. Lol, I love that too.Mint Mocha, you deserve a special chapter. I think I hurt you the most. Lol.To be clear, there were few terms Zayne used that weren't understood, like when he said, "I can't get enough blues in my life." Well, that's about their eyes. Gianna has blue eyes, the same as Jane.The Nico book is in the works, and I'm still not sure when it's coming out yet, but keep your fingers crossed, for that will also be a wery bumpy wide.I can't give out the name yet, maybe because I haven't settled on any, and that's the hardest part.Sorry for the grammatical errors; I'll work on that.Once again, thank you for the gems, the stars, the comments, and even the
"Damon, please, I beg of you, let me go," she cried as he pulled her with his tie, which he used to bind her hands. Damon looked at her eerily, causing her to shiver within her. She tried to read his eyes, but like his conscience, they were all blank. He left her and walked to the bedside table in the room. Maya felt frightened as she wondered where he had gone and what he would do with her. When he came back, he was holding a pair of scissors. "I love it when you beg me," he muttered, snipping her white dress away, tearing it to pieces, till she was completely naked before him because she wore no undergarment. "Beg me, Maya, beg me!" Maya gulped. "Oh, you're being disobedient, aren't you?" He poked his tongue in her ear and whispered, "I like that too." He dug his fingers into her bum. "Because now, I have every reason to do what I've always wanted to do to you. Maya..." ***SOME MONTHS EARLIER*** Maya walked into the room, completely tired from work. Being a journalist ha
As her father glares at her, his icy green pupils she had inherited from him, watching her every change of mood, Maya knows she has to be careful with her words. "I'm sorry, father, but I wish this would be explained to me clearly," Before she could finish, he slammed his hand on the table, making her jump in fear. "What do you want to understand again? You good for nothing..." "Alfredo!" Her mum runs to his side and hugs him, "it's not your fault you have such a selfish daughter!" Maya swallowed, her heart thudding wildly against her chest. For a moment, she thought her father was going to hit her. Her mother settled Alfredo on his seat and rubbed his shoulder. Then she looked at her in disgust. Maya lowered her eyes to the table. Her mum ordered angrily, "Guardami!" Maya raised her eyes to her mother's brown orbs; the hate in the woman's eyes was deep. She held no affection towards her last daughter, who was just Twenty years old. If she had her way, she would have killed her a
She struggled to keep eye contact with him since he wanted that, but the pain made it unbearable even to think. It wasn't a mistake the pain he inflicted on her. His hands rounded her neck as if to strangle her. She held his fist as it tightened slowly around her neck. This man would kill her, and not even her father could stop him. "Good!" He was satisfied she was focused now on him; this was only the tip of the iceberg of what he would do to her and with her. He was going to make her suffer. He was going to make her beg "Do you know why you are coming with me?" She tried shaking her head, but his firm hand held her neck. She was scared of him before. But seeing the hate in his eyes, she became scared of him more. "Speak with your lips, puttana!" "No, sir!" Her voice flowed into his ears. She sounded just how she looked. Like an angel. An angel who will be in hell soon His brows furrowed dangerously, "Sir? Did I hear you call me sir? Didn't you read the papers you signed?" He r
Damon's pov Seeing her broken state and the way she replied submissively was all I needed. I wanted to break her will to the tiniest bit. But then, as I looked into her face, those arresting green orbs Frozen in place pricked under my skin. After a moment of softness, I sighed and helped her to her feet, caressing her hair gently; "Now, Maya, all this wouldn't have happened if you had only kept what you saw to yourself, but now, I'll have to keep you here till all the controversy dies down." She looked vulnerable yet suspicious of me, but she still managed to whisper, "when, maestro?" I smiled a little at her reassuring voice. The Devil in me wanted to break it again. But even if I tried to hurt her, it would be slow. "Soon" I leaned my head close and kissed her on her lips very tenderly. She didn't expect the action from me, so she froze in shock not returning it. She was like a rock, stiff. It made me frown against her lips. I enjoyed the taste of her lips and wanted her to ma
Maya's povIt was early in the morning, and I sat inside the maestros' room in front of a large beautiful painting of a snake-like creature; I was alone and naked; it was a couple of weeks since I came into the mansion, and his treatment of me had not changed.I learned to respect him no matter what he told me to do or how to do it, I never left his room, and even though I was always brought food, I lost a little weight.The way I got treated depended on his mood. When he was angry, I stayed in the corner of the room, almost breathless, so he would forget I was even there. It didn't always work.When he was in a happy mood, he brought me close, kissing me and playing with my hair like I was a doll. One of his rules was that I slept naked; I didn't know the reason why but I never asked questions because I didn't want to be punished.The maltreatment still hadn't stopped, now my lips were bruised, and my face looked swollen. The dark circles around my eyes couldn't even be covered with