Prickling feeling!

Rocco blinked, his eyes widening in genuine surprise as he stared at me. For a second, everywhere was silent, the motor idling softly beneath us."You... want to go to the mansion?" Rocco asked, his rough voice filled with disbelief.I swallowed hard, forcing my panic down and quickly stringing together a lie. "Yes. I... I just want to spend one night with you, Rocco. Really spend time with you without worrying about my work or your schedule.” I forced out.“Plus, you mentioned your younger brother came back from Paris, right? I want to meet your family."Rocco groaned loudly, throwing his head back against the leather headrest. "Trust me, Zayn, you do not want to meet Lorenzo. That kid is a bratty, annoying little shit who spends half his time begging for attention and the other half driving Dante insane.” He started complaining. “He looks cute, but he's a massive pain in the ass.""I still want to meet him," I said softly, offering him a pleading look. “Please babe, don't you want m

Guilty Pleasure!

Rocco was practically bouncing with excitement, his large hand wrapped warmly around mine as he led me down the hallways. He kept pointing at different paintings, antique statues, and expensive marble columns, talking with a playful energy that I was beginning to get used to."That painting over there?" Rocco chuckled, pointing a thick finger at a massive portrait of an old Italian landscape hanging on the wall. "Dante bought that at an auction in Milan three years ago just to flex on some business rival. Paid nearly two million for it.” He shook his head. “Crazy bastard, right?"I followed a half-step behind him, forcing a soft, strained smile onto my face. Beneath the long sleeves of my shirt, my hands were clenched into tight, painful fists, my fingernails digging into my palms. Every loud laugh from Rocco felt like a blow to my chest.Rocco suddenly stopped walking, turning around to face me. He looked down into my eyes, his sharp brow furrowing in concern as he noticed my stiff p

I want you deeper!

He's rock hard, and he grunts loudly, holding onto my waist firmly while I dry hump him. “Fuck Zayn…” he growls, moving his hips to match my movement. “Have condoms here?” I bite his earlobes and lick as I whisper. “Got some in the drawer.” He manages. I push him to lie flat on the bed. I get up, quickly search the drawers and grab the condoms. “Fuck, you must be so horny.” He grins as I climb back up. I snicker, grabbing his hard dick through his pants. “I want to ride your dick Rocco.”My words seemed to have done a number on him. He hisses, taking off his shirt quickly and I help with his pants and boxers, freeing that glorious dick that's pointing at me like it wanted to ask me a question. The tip’s already pooling with precum.I stare at it, my mouth watering. “So…” he grins. “Are you gonna hop on or not?” I rolled my eyes, tearing the condom with my teeth and I did something I knew he fucking loved. I put the condom in my mouth and leaned down. “Zayn…” he gasped as he

Caught!

My fingers shook so violently that the tiny glass vial rattled against the edge of the cup. I tipped the liquid into the glass, watching it mix instantly with the water without leaving a trace.I took a shuddering breath, wiped the tear from my cheek, and carried the glass back into the bedroom.Rocco was lying on his back, propped up against the pillows, his chest bare and his eyes heavy with sleep. The moment I walked in, his mouth curved into a lazy smile."Brought me a drink, beautiful?" he asked softly, his rough voice deep from exhaustion."Yeah," I murmured, sitting on the edge of the mattress. My chest felt like it was going to burst. “Don't look at him. Don't let him see your eyes.” I kept chanting in my mind, as I forced my hand to stop trembling. "Here. Drink up." I smiled, as I handed him the glass. Rocco didn't hesitate for even a second. He took it, and drank the whole thing down in a few big gulps, handing the empty glass back to me."Thanks, babe," he mumbled, lettin

Can't stay!

"I'm giving you a choice," Lorenzo whispered, leaning close to my ear, his voice sending a wave of ice down my blood. "I'll delete the CCTV footage of you wandering around tonight so my brothers don't see it. But in return…”“In return?” I repeated. “You pack your shit and disappear from Rocco's life forever. If I ever see your red hair near him again, I will kill you myself." He growled. I blinked through my tears, shocked out of my mind. "What...?"Lorenzo stepped back, releasing his hold on me, his expression turning completely blank and cold."Go back to bed," Lorenzo said flatly, pointing toward the door. "By tomorrow morning, I don't ever want to hear about your existence again. Get out of his life, or I will hunt you down."I didn't utter another word. I scrambled out of the room, picked up my dropped tools off the floor with trembling hands, and practically sprinted back down the dark hallway to Rocco's suite.I burst through the bedroom door, locked it behind me, and seeing

All Chapters of Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary : Chapter 151 - Chapter 155

Prickling feeling!

Guilty Pleasure!

I want you deeper!

Caught!

Can't stay!