Jonathan “Ask for it, little mouse. And I will give it to you.”And I will. I just wanted our first time to be perfect. The thought gave me a pause. I didn’t know how or when I had become so considerate and to want to make this perfect for her. Somewhere along the line I had stopped thinking about her as a means to an end. She was no longer just a woman who had woken up my sexual desires, who I was curious about and wanted just for her appeal. But now she was more. Day to day she was becoming more. I wanted to protect her. I wanted her to feel safe with me. I wanted to make her happy. A foreign emotion that I had never felt before. But now, with her, I felt them all. She was coming to fill a space inside me that had been empty for too long.“Anything?” She whispered, her voice husky. Those hazel eyes liquid with desire

Mila I stood outside the elevator, looking around the penthouse. My eyes went to the kitchen area and then to the wall of windows. I remembered all the sweet and fierce memories that we had made together. I will miss this place. I will miss the feeling of being safe while I lived here and most of all I will miss my Jonathan. My beautiful golden panther. The man who had somehow made a place in my heart when I had spent years building walls around it. “Miss?” I turned around to Jasper who was waiting for me in the elevator. I was to go shopping with him for myself. To enjoy, as Jonathan had put it, without any worries. If he only knew. I imagined how angry he would be when he returned home from the office, and my stomach turned up in knots. Home. This place really started to feel like it, I was beginning to be comfortable here ju

Jonathan  It’s been three days. Three days of sleepless nights and rage filled days. Four days of me trying to make sense of everything but unable to as my mind was stuck on that little woman, a liar and the only woman who had slipped right through my defences. Even angry I couldn’t stop worrying about her. I couldn’t stop thinking if she was safe or not. My brother hadn’t stopped searching for her. From my men I heard that he was aware of her getting out of the city. And even though he was focused on hunting down the Italians and their princess, he was still stuck on my little mouse. The fucking bastard wanted everything, and I was sure it was more because of the fact that she got my attention and he knew that I was trying to protect her from him. I sat down on the bed, looking around the motel room as I tu

Jonathan The rage was a red haze in front of my eyes and I could feel my whole body stretched taut wanting to act on it. Killing them with a bullet was an easy death, I wanted to skin them alive and then cut them piece by piece to tryi to hurt her. For hurting her at all.My eyes went to the small girl as she cried and launched herself at my little mouse. Jasper took a step further, but the little girl held out a knife, the one that I had given to my tigress as she said, “Don’t come closer.” Her hand shook but her blue eyes glinting in the dark promised that she’d use it. She sat protectively by Mila’s side.I held up my hand for Jasper to stop. The little girl gave me a warning look as she turned to the woman that had lost consciousness just a few minutes ago. I had seen my name forming on her lips before she had slumped down. Now, the

Mila It had been four days since I woke up in his bedroom. Four days of me cooped up inside his bedroom without anything to do and anyone to talk to, except when he allows Sia to come in. And the only amusement I got in a day was when they both faced off. It’s like watching a show of cat and mouse but it was unknown who was the cat and who was the mouse. As they both seemed to have something to hold against each other.But what was hurting me was the fact that Jonathan had been cool and collected with me ever since I came back. Oh, he took care of me but only clinically. There were no soft kisses or tender caresses. The only thing that made his feathers ruffle was when I’d cry out in pain. He hadn’t even slept beside me even though it was his room. I always woke up alone and aching for him.Last night I had asked him to uncuff my ankles and I didn&