After I was done baking the cake, I was heading back to my room to take a shower when I collided against a firm body. I closed my eyes, ready for the impact, but before I could fall on my butt. A strong muscular arm wrapped around my waist, restricting my fall. I looked to my savior to see an unfamiliar man. He had jet black hair. Thin lips and thick eyebrows. His tan skin complements his brown eyes. His eyebrows were long, any girl would die to have them. He looked around in the mid to late thirties. I would be lying if I said he wasn't good-looking. He was a good-looking man. God, what am I thinking? Shaking my head to clear the thoughts, I immediately straightened up. "Thank you," I said, tucking my hair behind my hair, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. He had the same expression as mine. "I'm sorry I didn't see you come. Are you okay though?" He inquired his tone apologetically. "I'm okay, it was my fault, anyway," I said with

It was noon and I was sitting on the living room couch watching a random movie since I had nothing to do. Even though the movie was almost finished, I didn't even remember a single thing, since my mind was everywhere except the movie. My mind wandered to Ivan. He had got a call in the early morning. All of them had left in a hurry. It looked like something had happened, so Sasha had to leave with them too. Ivan had chained me in the living room so I could use the kitchen if I got hungry. The chain was quite long but not long enough to reach his room. None of them were back yet. I was scared they would forget me here and that fact it was so quiet was helping either. The silence was haunting me. I couldn't help wondering what must have happened that he had to leave so early. What if they are in trouble? What if something happened--- No, no? I shake the thoughts from my head. Okay, calm down Jasmin. You're just getting paranoid, Sasha's fine. I keep telling myse

  "What's going on here?" A familiar voice so suddenly resonances through the ghostly silence, switching Dean's attention toward the entrance of the kitchen. My heart thumps twice as I know to whom the voice belongs. I feel my whole body in the deep pit of stillness. Silence washes over us. I slowly turned my head and glanced in her direction. Kareena was standing against the door frame, her brows knitted in confusion. Her eyes were glued on Dean. As if feeling my gaze on her, she tore his eyes from Dean and drifted in my direction. Her beautiful grey eyes found mine. She narrows her eyes in suspicion. My tension intensified and I lowered my gaze toward the ground, unable to maintain eye contact for long. "Nothing Angel here is preparing breakfast for me," Dean says as he snaps his attention back to me. His eyes glared at me. Obviously, he is still mad at me. "Then why were you holding her hand? And why is she crying?" Karina further inqu

  I took note of my surroundings. The only thing that this dungeon I was being locked in had was old, tattered, and dirty matter that I was currently sitting on, curled into a small ball. The dungeon looked like it hadn't been cleaned for years. The corners of the floor and the walls were covered in dirt along with huge spider webs, not small but quite big. Only because the floors were covered with dried-up red stains which definitely was blood that had not turned blackish. They must have killed and tortured lots of people here. The thought itself gives me goosebumps all over my body. And the smell. Let's not talk about it. It smells like somebody has been rotting here. I couldn't even breathe properly when I first came here. I had to pinch my nose so I wouldn't inhale the putrid smell. It was totally disgusting and gross. I knew I was definitely going to be sick if I had to spend any more time here. I don't know if it is day or night. Neither do

  I felt well-built forelimbs wrap around my waist, tugging me into a wall of muscle. A hideous shriek escapes from my lips. "Someone's jumpy," A familiar hoarse voice tells me behind me as it rests its chin on my shoulder as the heavenly scent of cologne whirls into my nose and soothes my sensibility. "I didn't even hear you come in." He was so quiet that I hadn't heard him coming up behind me. Another squeaked escapes me when he twirls me around, coming face to face with a wide thorax. I slowly raised my eyes to meet his piercing gaze. "You miss me?" He asked in response. "Yes," I nodded, smiling while I tucked a part of my hair behind my ear." I missed you". He angled towards me and I thought he was going to kiss me instead. He carried his lips to my ear. "I didn't miss you at all," My smile immediately replaced it with a scowl. I couldn't help glare at him. James throws his head back and lets out a laugh, finding it funny befo