Todos los capítulos de REBEL : THE DEADLY HIERESS: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

REBEL The plan was to spend the afternoon shopping with Klaus's wife, Catya, to unwind. As an alternative, it became a scene from a soap opera. I spent hours trying on dresses in a posh boutique, from flirtatious sundresses to exquisite evening gowns, before I eventually discovered a handful that made me feel amazing. Ready to pay, I walked up to the desk and took out my sleek black card. The cashier gave a tense smile. "Oh, Miss Rebel, payment is unnecessary. All of this has already been resolved. I blinked. "Paiď for?" Indeed. Actually. She paused, her gaze darting between her computer screen and me as though she was concerned about how I would respond. "It appears that you own the deed to this shop. I went nùmb. How can I own something and no nothing of it? Catya leaned against the counter and gave a low whistle. "You know your man can make a statement, don't you?" "A Statement? This is outright ridiculous! I fumed as I fumbled to dial Daniel on my phone. My thoughts were racing.

KLAUS The entire office is seriously tense; Daniel is barely holding on; he's like an addict whose drug was taken away from him. We've been stuck here for about a week; Rebel calls occasionally, and this is the only time he's at peace, even for a while, and because she's currently not in the country, it's a very tense atmosphere. How did he think he could think this tempest of a being? I keep wondering if she's trouble, but she centres on him and can hold her own anywhere she finds herself. I'm brought out of my reverie when I hear Daniel snap at Mia, who is once again barely dressed and trying to shoot a shot at him, but she doesn't get it; if she had a chance to get back with him before, it's gone now. He'd never leave Rebel because he's locked. "I will tell you this again, Mia: I am not interested in whatever fantasy you're cooking, and unless I meet your boss in person or unless representatives come in, we don't need to collaborate on anything. You've given me enough of a headach

ROBERTAT HIS OFFICEI stare into space as the blond hair lady suc** my dic*, she's making so much sound enjoying herself bobbing her head up and down but I'm unmoved; she isn't the one I desire the one I desire is too far away from me, unreachable so while I get frustrated and tired of not being able to have her in the meantime to have a good time I imagine them all to be her. This is how I even get to enjoy sex now. I hold her head still, then fuc* her mouth till I cum, and she swallows.I spin her around with her back facing me while I sheath myself, raise her very tiny skirt to see her bare with her folds extremely wet while simply slamming into her. She feels good, but I know she could never feel as good as Rebel, and with this thought in my head,d, I quicken my pace and drill hard into her before cumming. I dispose of the foil, then adjust my clothing, and then her annoying voice speaks. "Why do you still use condoms with me when you're the only man I'm sleeping with?""Is that

REBELThe sand is hot under my feet, but the heat encircling my chest has nothing to do with the sun.A proposal? Now?I keep walking, my heart thudding in my ears, drowning out the waves. I have no idea if I'm angry or tired. Maybe both. Maybe neither. I just know I need space.Behind me, Daniel sighs. Then footsteps. He's following me, of course he is."Rebel," he says.I don't stop. I don't know if I can."Rebel, stop."Part of him makes me hesitate. It's not a command. Not pleading. Unshakeable.I face him, my arms crossed over my chest. He's standing there, still gripping the bloody ring, face impassive."You simply turned around and left," he says, tilting his head like he's trying to figure me out."Yeah, I did," I snap out.His jaw clenches, but his gaze doesn't shift. "Fine. Why?"I catch my breath, fists tightening. "Because, Daniel, we were just fired at. We just had to fight for our lives at a bloody coffee shop, and now you-" I gesture toward the ring. "Now you want to pl

REBELHis breathing is labored. "You shouldn't have come."A chill runs down my spine.I don't have time to answer.The overhead lights come on abruptly, blinding me for a moment. Then-The cock of firearms.A dozen armed men step out of the blackness.It's a trap.I shove Robert aside, gun held in my hand before the first man can do anything. I shoot twice-one drops immediately, one stumbles away-but I'm already outnumbered.A crack of agony sends me to my knees.I twist, elbowing the man who hit me, but another grabs my arm, twisting it behind my back. Pain flares through my shoulder.I snarl, fighting against the hold, but it's useless.A familiar voice cuts through the chaos."Enough."The room goes still.I lift my head.And there, stepping forward with a casual ease, hands in his pockets like he owns the damn place-Robert.Untied.Unhurt.Standing.My stomach drops.He leans forward, regarding me with something close to regret. "You should have stayed where you were, Rebel."Th