All Chapters of CAPTIVE SINS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Dimitri opened her door with purpose and strength. He laid her on the bed gently, carefully positioning her so her injured leg rested properly on the pillows. He was removing her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear.He chuckled when she avoided his eyes."You need to eat and take your drugs," he said, not waiting for her approval. He ordered dinner to be brought to her immediately.Within minutes, two maids came in carrying covered plates of food. He collected them and was preparing to feed her when she noticed."It's my leg that got injured, not my hands," she said quickly. "I can eat by myself."She collected the plate from him and started eating.He watched her eat, his mind slowly replaying the scene from earlier. The way she was soft in his arms. The way she smelled—like a lady, not the heavy perfume he'd always known on other women. It drove him insane that moment. Her sheer innocence had fucking turned him on in ways he couldn't explain.What was wrong with him?He sh

As soon as he got home, perfect timing, he found the bitch in his living room sipping wine. He had actually allowed this level of comfort for a woman who offered him nothing but sex. She was completely worthless to him.She looked up and smiled. "Did you forget something?"He looked at her fiercely. His hands went into his pockets."Why did you try to hurt Natasha?"Her face suddenly changed color. She knew. She knew she'd been caught. And she knew exactly what Dimitri was capable of doing to her.She began to explain frantically. "I'm sorry. I wasn't in my right mind. You won't hurt me, right? Think about what we've shared. A random lady shouldn't destroy our relationship."She had the audacity to stand there and justify her actions. To claim they had a relationship. To act like she mattered.It angered him more.He chuckled darkly. "We never shared anything. You were just my beck and call. And you had the audacity to hurt what's mine."Before she could say anything else, he gripped

‎Dimitri's smile faded as he received the phone call. He stared into space, tapping his fingers on his desk. His face suddenly changed color. The blood drained from his skin.‎‎He dropped the call.‎‎This was urgent. Something he'd feared came up from nowhere. Something he thought was long dead.‎‎He turned and looked at Natasha, who was already busy reading a book.‎‎He had to leave.‎‎She looked up. "Why are you staring at me?"‎‎He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I need to attend to something urgently. Can you go back to your room by yourself?"‎‎She rolled her eyes. "Why are you asking me? You never tell me where you go. I'm fine. I can go alone."‎‎He looked at her for several seconds. He was about to say something, but she interrupted.‎‎"If you're going to leave, you should at least do something about my social media. You trapped me here and there's nothing I can do. I can't communicate with anyone."‎‎He smirked. "You can only communicate with me. You don't re

She steadied herself against the doorframe, her heart hammering so violently against her ribs that she thought it might break through her chest. It was unexpected. It was quick. Her head was spinning in the most intoxicating way. The kiss she had wanted so badly was finally happening, and she closed her eyes, allowing herself to be completely absorbed in him.He moved one of his hands to her waist and pulled her closer, his body pressing against hers with unmistakable intent. His two hands were on her face again, cupping and caressing her cheeks with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the hunger in his kiss. She snuggled closer, wrapping her hand around his neck, feeling the warmth radiating from his body.He sucked on her lower lip gently, and she kissed him back with the same softness, afraid that any sudden movement would break this moment. Her fingers tangled in the strands of hair at his neck, and she lost herself completely in the sensation of him.Soon he withdrew his li

Natasha sighed heavily for the third time. She was taking her second meal of the day, and Dimitri had not come since yesterday. She knew he either went to track that guy, found him, or killed him. But she was worried. He hadn't even messaged her, and she was the only contact in his phone. Gosh, she hated this. She hated being worried about someone who didn't even know how deeply worried she was right now.She gulped down the glass of water in front of her and stood up to go to her room when she heard a car zoom into the curb.Her mind suddenly lit up. Is that him?But her hopes were cut short. It was Alexei- the man she'd known to be very close to Dimitri. He nodded his head at her as a greeting. She immediately asked if Dimitri was okay.He looked at her and smiled, saying he is good. He was soon moving toward the elevator. She needed to ask more. She waited for him to come back down. Minutes later, the elevator dinged and he emerged with some brown envelopes, moving toward the door.