All Chapters of MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Isabella’s pov A lesson? The word rang in my ears like a bell. It sounded small and huge at the same time.He made a small gesture and the guards closed the door. As they stepped outside. Their sound of their boots were so heavy as they walked down the hall. The room started to feel different without the guards watching. The place now felt quieter. Tighter. And the air seemed to pull itself so close, so it could listen. Dante moved to the desk with no sound. His eyes were sharp and unreadable, like they held a map I could not see. He took off his jacket and hung it on the chair. Little gestures, but they made me feel like I was in the middle of a careful plan.He set his watch down on the table, then his cufflinks. The jewels on his hand flashed in the light as he placed them in a small line, like a king stacking his coins. He worked slowly, deliberate, like everything had meaning.Then he looked at me and said, “Rise.”My legs felt heavy. I pushed myself up, one small breath at a

Isabella’s POV“Boss. We need you. Now. It’s her father. His men are making moves toward the city gates.”The voice outside the door cut through everything.The spell broke.My body was still shaking. My lips were still swollen from his kisses. My legs trembled from the way he had touched me. My chest rose and fell like I had just run miles. And yet… he froze.Dante didn’t move. His chest rose like mine, heavy, his jaw tight, his eyes locked on me. I could feel it in the air—that pull between us, so heavy, so close to breaking. One second more and he would have given in.But then, the knock came again. Louder. More urgent.“Boss!”And just like that, the fire in his eyes cooled.He straightened. His shoulders were broad. His back was tall. His hands slowly left the buckle of his belt that he was about to take off. His control immediately snapped back into place. It was like it never even cracked in the first place. I hated that.I hated how easily he could pull away, while

Dante’s POVThe door clicked shut behind me, locking her inside.But it did nothing to lock her out of my head.Her voice still clung to me. The way she moaned my name — like it was both a curse and a prayer — it was still in my ear. My chest was heavy, my cock still hard, my control hanging by a thread.I should have finished her. Taken her completely. Broken her in the only way I know how.But that knock… that damn knock…War doesn’t wait for lust.I pulled myself together as I walked down the hall, straightening my jacket, running a hand through my hair, forcing my face back into the mask I wore so well. Calm. Cold. Untouchable. The King of this empire.By the time I stepped into the meeting hall, my men were already on their feet. The long table stretched across the room, maps and files scattered across it. The air smelled of smoke and steel. My lieutenants looked tense, eyes sharp, but when I entered, they all stood like soldiers before their general.I sat. They sat.“

Isabella’s POVThe door slammed open.I jumped up and the fork that was halfway into my mouth fell down on the plate. The guards had gone some hours ago. My heart jumped to my throat. I looked to see who it was and he was there. Dante. He stood at the doorway like a storm. He wore his usual outfit— dark suit. His shoulders were broad. His eyes were looking straight into mine.For days he had left me alone. In this room. Without a word. Without a glance. And now he walked into the room like he owned not just the room, but me. Well… technically he owned it. But what?!. “Dante—” I started, my voice shaking with both relief and anger.He didn’t answer. He just locked the door with a sharp click, then turned the key. His jaw was tight, his steps slow and heavy as he crossed the room.“You ignored me,” I snapped, my chest rising. “You left me here like I was nothing—”My voice was breaking. But he walked over to where I was sitting at the desk. He pulled me up and I was stan

Amelia’s pov“Ahh… fuck… harder,” I moaned. My body was under him on the big bed. That was covered with white sheets and fluffy pillows. His hands were holding on to my hips like he owned me. He smirked and he leaned down even more. He bit me lightly on the curve of my neck. “You like that. Don’t you?” His voice was rough. Full of that teasing. Dangerous edge that made my pussy to burn even more with pleasure. “Yes… oh god, yes…” I gasped. My body was arching into him like I could not get enough. Every thrust sent shivers through me. His cock was driving inside me deep and hot. Sending fire straight to my stomach. I moved my legs and wrapped it around his body. I was pulling him closer. He was close but I still wanted him closer. I needed him. More of him. The bass from the underground club was entering through the small spaces of the door and window. And it was going in sync with my rhythm on his huge cock. It was making me wetter. Hotter. I could even hear my own wetness as