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ADELINA'S POV There was a knock on the door drawing my attention from some notes I was going through. "The door is open," I chimed, dropping the note on the desk. The door was pushed half open, Casper was holding the handle, his eyes darted around the room before they landed on me. "Do you need anything, Casper?" I asked him. My brow was arched at him, waiting for him to say why the hell he was here "Sorry to bother you but I am heading to the office and was wondering if you will need a ride." He asked. It was truly generous of him to offer me a ride. I glanced at my phone screen to check the time. It was already 1 pm. "No, it's fine. Can you give me some time to let me quickly get ready?" I requested. He nodded understanding my request. "Fine, I will be waiting for you in the car then." He politely replied then left. A few minutes later, I walked down the stairs, heading for the door. "I am going to work now," I informed Petra who was still watching h

ADELINA'S POV As a reward for securing the deal, the entire team was hosted by Mikhail at one of the best clubhouses in the city. "I can't wait to loosen up after all this tension." Sophia giggled, her eyes sparkling with excitement after hearing the news. "I am not sure I can go, my fiancé already made plans for tonight." Lydia sighed disheartened. It was past closing hours, so we had to work late today in case we were called upon during the signing. "Come on, I can't be the only one going," Sophia whined, then slumped in her seat like her life was over. "Why are you doing this to me?" She continued. Lydia rolled her eyes, then grabbed her bag, ready to leave. Her phone buzzed with a text notification she quickly read. "Jayden is already waiting for me downstairs. Stop being dramatic, Kim and Adel are also going." Lydia said, double-checking if she forgot anything.. I was also getting ready to go home, and I had to call Asher to ask him about the meeting

**** trigger warning skip if you can't handle dark scenes**** ADELINA'S POV My stomach grumbled and I stirred uncomfortably in my sleep. Rolling from one point to another on the bed. My brows furrowed, ' What am I doing on a bed?' I wondered. I clearly remember collapsing in the living room and the driver followed me in. How did I get to the bed? The room felt weird. My eyes slowly opened, and the room was dark. The feeling didn't go away, the strange feeling that made my stomach churn. I sat up, my eyes darted around the room until they fell on my study desk. For a moment I could not breathe with my heart hammering loudly.. "Mikhail," I called out, my voice shaking. A mix of fear and disbelief filled me. He didn't reply, "Who are you?" I asked, almost barking at the man who sat across the room, with a calm expression and his deep blue eyes staring at me like everything else was dust.. His gaze didn't flatter, the room was dimly lit by the night light from the window th

***** Trigger warning ahead. This chapter contains disturbing scenes. If you can't handle dark scenes, I advise you to skip it. ******MIKHAIL’S POVThe sound of her moans echoed in the room, soft at first, then louder, needier, wrapping around me like a drug I couldn’t resist. Every breath she took tested my control. Every tremble pushed my wolf closer to the edge.Her peaks were more inviting than I remembered. Even after they were red and swollen I couldn't get enough but had to force myself away from those perfect soft buds.This bond, this cursed, maddening tie between us was more than I ever wanted. And yet, I couldn’t stop touching her. Couldn’t stop needing her.She thrashed beneath me, wrists straining against the rope, her green eyes glassy with confusion and need. I could smell her arousal, usually thick, sweet, mad, and nice, yet her voice trembled, soft and broken.“Mikhail, please. This is too much…”I leaned in, brushing my lips along her jaw. “You’re shaking,” I whispe

ADELINA'S POV It was something I hadn't felt before, the tension, fear and thrill were still coursing through my veins. What just happened now? Did I just get fucked with a knife handle? I asked myself. The need throbbing in my cunt was evident; it wasn't a dream, it was all real. My legs felt weak with my juices sticking between my thighs. My throat was dry, and I needed a drink to distract myself from the throbbing need in my folds that desperately craved to be touched. What was wrong with me? I should be terrified that a psycho broke into my home and did things I dared not talk about. It was scary how good it felt, so good I secretly wanted more. "At this rate Adelina, you are doomed." I sighed then struggled to sit up. There were faint red marks on my wrist where he tied and my legs felt like jelly. My feet touched the warm rug under my bed. With some difficulties, I managed to get out of bed and leave my room. The house felt quiet. I wondered if Mikhail was already