All Chapters of His Innocent Sera: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

His smoldering gaze devoured her delicate curves with unrestrained hunger. The need to feel them with his mouth and fingers burned fiercely in his groin, tormenting him relentlessly. Desperate for even a fragment of relief, his hand moved up and down his shaft in fervent attempts. No girl had ever stirred even a flicker of desire in him, no girl had ever commanded his attention the way she did. His desire for her was growing with every breath he took. It was a fucking torture and he hated her for that. His glare so icy, it could break the screen. She stirred, a soft sigh escaping her mouth, before she tossed the cover aside, making his throat parch, his eyes darkening with unrelenting lust. Her top had ridden up, exposing the tempting curve of her waist, her tiny shorts had inched higher, flaunting her shapely legs. His jaw clenched hard. Fuck! she was going to kill him. He sped up, stroking himself and imagining her legs wrapped around his hips, making her moan and weep. He imagined

He disconnected the call, still, a bit annoyed by her recklessness. He always knew she wasn't very sharp-minded but sometimes her stupidity managed to exceed even his lowest expectations. It was a good thing, he was keeping track of her locations or she would have managed to attract trouble for sure tonight. As he slipped his phone in his pocket, his eyes swept over the sea of faces, all eager for a moment of his time, hoping to earn his favor. The youngest in the room but the influence he wielded stretched beyond his age. He was not only a Serrano but also the future Don of Italy. A rightful heir who had proved his worth enough times to the world- the King in the making. For Nate, they all were the same- boring, Obsequious, and annoyingly talkative. The more they wagged their tongues around him, the more he was tempted to tear that thing out. He knew better than to let their fake flatteries color him pink. They were just as fake as their useless personalities. The only reason he w

His damp hair clung to his forehead, just shy of his steel-hued irises which gleamed with a predatory glint as he closed in, sending her heart into a frantic stutter. Her breath hitched as he stood closer, his ominous presence wrapping around her like an unrelenting force. He leaned closer, his mouth hovered over hers, only separated by a thin stretch of breath. Just then the sky thundered and he closed the distance, claiming her mouth. A blinding white exploded behind her eyes, 1000 volts of current zapping through her veins.Her eyes snapped open. Gasping, she shot upright. Cold sweat clung to her skin, the damp fabric of her nightshirt sticking to her shivering frame. The room was pitch black, but the shadows of her nightmare still lurked at the edge of her sight. She couldn't suppress the tear that trickled freely down her cheeks, a sob tearing from her throat. She wrapped her arms around herself, huddling up as remnants of the nightmare still haunted her to her soul. A few days

She was his sin and his salvation.He thoroughly plundered her mouth, taking everything she had to offer- her gasps, her whimper, the sweetness coating her tongue- everything. Her delicate frame trembling in his embrace, but he only pulled her closer, his hands possessively caressing her sides. She had introduced him to his new side tonight. A side that was feral and beyond his control, a side that knew no boundaries or restraint, a side that craved her proximity like a dying man craves breath.He tore his mouth from hers, only to trace her jaw with feathery kisses. If she thought his rage was dangerous, she had no idea how deep his obsession ran. Gasping for air, she closed her eyes out of exhaustion, feeling his mouth whispering tender kisses down her throat. She had no idea what had gotten into him. Why the man who hated her existence was now suddenly touching her inappropriately. Why was he kissing her? Her eyes flung open as she felt his fingers fumbling with the buttons of her

Lying in bed, her vacant eyes remained fixed on the ceiling while silent tears rolled off her temples. Hours had passed but she hadn't moved from her spot. His venomous words kept echoing in her head, piercing her heart like a poisoned whip. You are my slaveI own you. Every breath you take is because I allow it. You don't have a choice. You never did. You are nothing without me. No one else would even look at you.Act smart and I'll show you why you shouldn't have. He never missed a chance to dehumanize her. But today, he took his cruelty to next level. How could he do that? She lost her first kiss to her bully, stolen without remorse, without an ounce of guilt. Her heart squeezed painfully as she reminisced. She had dreamt of sharing it with her soulmate. With someone who would cherish her, not use her like a tissue paper. Someone who would love her unconditionally. She had already brushed seven times, bathed twice yet the phantom of his hands and mouth still crawled over