Raven has made it very clear that she wishes to have nothing to do with me. What we had, even though so brief, lies in ruin. She truly does have all the reason to be so upset with me, for I have never been able to control my temper, yet I wish to see it as not being able to stand another man touching what is mine. The mere fact is that is I only wish to protect her from the scum that finds themselves below there. Why she insists on dancing between them is truly something that I do not understand.However, one thing that grabbed my attention was her near admission that I am the same as her father. She made her exit rather elegantly soon after the slip of her tongue. Well, I shall, in my own time, let her know that I have full knowledge of whom her father is. Then I am afraid that she will know who Hunter King truly is, but I am finding it hard to believe that she does not already know.What else I am sure she knows by this time is that her body must be craving me the sa

She is an absolute sight to behold. She is wearing a black dress with a low halter so one can see the cleavage of her flawless supple breasts. It flows tightly over her waist and ends fittingly just a hand's length under her heart-shaped ass. She has the longest sculpted legs that are being held up by deep red stilettos. In front of me, I have Raven, with her soft velvety lips; I watch as she gently nips at them. God, I think that I have just died a slow death. She is taking the satisfaction that she has over this trembling body and pushing it to a new height of torment. Not only has she awaken that beast that is raging with an aching fire, but she has fed that desire to live on the edge of danger. And it is with this determination to conquer that I softly take her hand into mine, “Please come with me?” She immediately protests, but I am not yet to give up tonight, “Please, we both know that you want to.” “Oh,” she softly chuckles, “What makes you think that I want to go with you, M

We all like things to be predictable. We expect things to be safe and to keep on happening just the way they always have. We expect the sun to rise in the morning. We expect to get up, survive the day and finish up back in bed at the end of it, ready to start all over again the next day. But maybe that's just a trick we play on ourselves, our way of making life seem ordinary. Because the truth is, life is so extraordinary that for most of the time, we can't bring ourselves to look at it. It's too bright, and it hurts our eyes. The fact of the matter is that nothing is ever certain. But most people never find that out until the ground suddenly disappears from beneath their feet.Now I am a man that does believe that things should just happen; I preferred to have them planned. Unpredictability, uncertainty, and the great unknown, somewhat throws my shit off balance.  I do not sit well with things falling in my lap, nor do I like them to land in my way.  I am a man tha

…Raven POV…I have never experienced excitement yet being so scared in my life before. Here I have the most sought-after man in the city, with his fingers laced into mine and leading me towards his bedroom. I know, let us rather rephrase; I am under the impression that we have come to change his bloody pants. Though, I have been far too close to my own arousal if I think that Hunter King is going to let me sit on his bed and watch him change.So this has become rather nerve-racking for me. See, Raven Sloan has a little secret, and I guess that Hunter King is about to uncover it. Should I say, or should I just let it play out? One thing I do know is that he is a man that does not like being lied to.Guess, as he is dropping those pants, and I have nothing but a tight ass for mine to take, I only but chuckle at him, “Did you perhaps forget those bare necessities this morning?”He looks at me over his shoulder with nothing but a smi

Last night was hot, my princess has found something new to play with, and god, the girl is insatiable. Having her so close to me the whole night was just as hard; I could barely keep these hands from melting into her body. She has filled those empty spaces in my bed with every part of her luscious limbs.  I wish so badly that she never has to leave, but we have her dear father who is on to us; therefore, this morning is hard as I need to take her back to the club to fetch her car.The intention was to take her home last night, but we could not get as far as the front door without ripping each other’s clothes off. So it was a poor attempt that miserably failed, and I had her in my arms for even longer than I did plan for.But we are playing a dangerous game; we are tempting an old enemy that is not afraid to get his hands dirty, and shall I even mention, he does not care who comes in the way. The man is a monster, and I am playing with his daughter.Bu