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Demand

RavenI’ve been restless all morning waiting for Roman to get home, but my patience is wearing out.He doesn’t pick up my calls, and he told me I can’t come to his office anymore.But when did I become the one to follow his instructions.My whole life is falling apart. Everything I grew up knowing might be a lie. Do I really know this man well enough? This man I’ve given my body to, my heart, my entire being. Whose child is growing inside me. Who became my parent and held me when I had no one else.If he never married my mother, then why did we live with him? Why did he give me his name and take care of me more than my mother ever did? Showed up for me where parents should, signed his name wherever it was needed.Dave has to be wrong.He better be wrong.I watch the clock move slower than it should and he isn’t home, so I decide to go to the penthouse. Maybe he went to his fiancée after work.I find the guard by the front entrance.“Where’s Griffin?”“He doesn’t work here a

Not Enough

RomanShe wants to talk.I set the glass down.I look at her standing in the middle of my office and I already know whatever is coming is not going to be easy. I can read Raven the way I read a room before a deal goes bad. Something in the set of her jaw. The way she folded her arms when she walked in.“I spoke to Dave,” she says.And there it is.“He doesn’t know as much as he thinks he does.”“Roman, please don’t shut me out again because I won’t take it this time.”“I want you to stay out of it.”“What happened to Nicko? I know he is dead. Did you do it?”“I met with him.” I swirl the whiskey in my glass. “I roughed him up a little.”“You what?” Disbelief flashes across her face, then frustration. “Why?”“He sold information about my business to my rivals. I handled it.”“That’s not all of it.” Her voice trembles. “You consoled me when he didn’t show up, knowing it was you who made sure we never met. Why did you do that? You did all that just because you want to make sure I don’t g

For Her

Roman“Tell me.”“The image isn’t perfectly clear, but we matched a partial off the footage. A college kid. Twenty, twenty one.” A pause. “We picked him up an hour ago. He’s not talking yet but he will.”“Where is he.”“Body shop on Halloran. The back room.”I drive myself to the location at a reckless speed, ignoring traffic lights and every law I pass along the way.I don’t care if a cop pulls me over.I don’t care about anything except finding the person who put Raven in that hospital.I want to see his face.And then I want to make him pay for what he did to my girl.The room is exactly what I expect from one of Marcus’s locations. No windows that matter. No neighbors close enough to hear anything.The boy is young, terrified, his face already swelling on one side from whatever Marcus did before I arrived. He looks up when I walk in and whatever color is left in his face drains out completely.“What’s your name?” I ask.“N-Nathan.” His voice shakes. “Please, I didn’t—

The Plan To Ruin

RavenI’m three cups of soda water into the night when Anaya finally notices.“Wait.” She sets her drink down and squints at me across the table, the VIP corner dim and quiet enough that we can actually hear each other over the music thumping through the rest of the club. “Is there something wrong with your health that I don’t know about?”“No.” I laugh. “Why would you even think that?”“You haven’t had a single drink all night.”“I’m just not in the mood.”“Even at my birthday party,” Anaya says, her eyes narrowing, “you didn’t touch a single drop of alcohol. And now this. If you’re not dealing with some health issue that’s keeping you away from it…” A teasing smile tugs at her lips. “What? Are you pregnant?”The question is meant as a joke.A ridiculous joke.But the moment the words leave her mouth, my stomach drops.“What?” I let out a laugh that sounds far less convincing than I intended.Anaya’s smile falters.For the first time all night, she studies me instead of t

Pull Over

RavenI catch up with Roman before he reaches the car.“Roman.”He keeps walking.“Roman.” I grab his arm and he stops, turning to look at me with that particular patience that means he’s already decided how this ends. “You can’t keep doing this. Showing up wherever I am like you own the place. I’m with my friends.”“Get in the car.”“Excuse me?”“We’re going home. Get in the car, Raven.”“I already told you.” I cross my arms. “I’m not coming home until you look me in the face and answer my questions. All of them. No deflecting, no telling me what I need to know and what I don’t.”He looks at me for exactly two seconds.Then he bends down, wraps one arm around my legs, and lifts me clean off the ground over his shoulder like I weigh absolutely nothing.“Put me down.” I hit his back with both fists. “Roman. Put me down right now.”He walks to the car.Opens the door.Deposits me inside.Closes it.Gets in the driver’s side and pulls out into traffic like nothing happene

Be A Good Girl 🌶️

Raven“Sounds like a challenge I’m willing to take.”A slow smile spreads across my face as I fold my arms over my chest.“No. You’re going to be a good girl for Daddy and do as you’re told.”God help me, I’m sore.So swollen and raw from last night that even standing here is its own sharp, throbbing kind of awareness. And having this man’s hands on me, his voice, his eyes on me, only makes me want him to take me again. Or better.I don’t know anymore.All I know is that for the past few days, I’ve been living with this relentless need I can’t seem to shake. Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones. Maybe it’s the knowledge that a part of him is growing inside me. Whatever it is, every time Roman gets near, my body wants him.It’s ridiculous. I should want a break. Recovery. A moment to breathe.Instead, I find myself wanting him to follow through on every threat he just made. To rip my clothes off and shove me against the nearest available surface.“Get in the car, kid.” He says it again

Crazy Bitch

RavenVivienne’s grip tightens.“You know,” she says conversationally, addressing her friends more than me, “she’s pregnant.”A murmur ripples through the group.“So she’s a whore?” one of the girls sneers.“Exactly.” Vivienne smiles. “A cheap, disgusting whore who’s about to become my husband’s problem in a very permanent and deeply embarrassing way.”One of the women lets out a soft laugh.Rage surges through me, momentarily overpowering the pain.“You are crazy!” I scream. “Let go of me!”My struggle only seems to amuse them.When Vivienne releases my hair it isn’t gentle. It’s a shove, both hands, sending me stumbling sideways and down.I hit the floor hard.Pain explodes through my hip, my side, and then something else, something low and cramping and wrong that steals the breath clean out of my lungs.I try to get up.Vivienne steps forward and plants her heel against my shoulder, pinning me down.“Where are you going? Want to run off and tell Daddy I hurt you?”“Get off me.” My v

Her Desire

RavenI open my eyes slowly.The ceiling is white and unfamiliar for exactly three seconds before I place it.Hospital. Again. Fuck. Roman is pacing the length of the room, jacket off, sleeves rolled, his phone face down on the chair beside my bed. He found me in the tub. I must have passed out. Roman stops the moment he sees me looking at him and crosses the room immediately, sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes moving over my face with that particular intensity he gets when he’s been frightened and is refusing to show it.“You scared me,” he says quietly.“I’m okay.”“You were unconscious in the bathtub. That’s not okay.” His jaw tightens. “Did someone do this to you? Tell me what happened.”Vivienne’s heel pressing down on my shoulder flashes through my mind immediately. The cold marble beneath me. The cramping. Her crouching down with that wine glass, her voice low and certain, telling me the baby was better off gone.I open my mouth.Close it again.He’s marry

His Desire 🌶️🌶️

Roman“You need to control yourself.”“Yeah.” She grins, rolling her hips against the bed the way she knew always makes me go crazy. “I know you want this as much as I do. You are hard. I can see the bulge from here.”She is damn right. I’m painfully and visibly hard. But only a depraved man would fuck a sick patient in the hospital ward.“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re not making this easy.” I palm my dick, trying to regain control of my body before I snap and fuck her like I’ve been wanting to since last night, when I had her against my car.God, how I wanted to strip her bare on the street and fuck her in front of all those moving cars.“Oh, really? I thought I was being pretty easy. Let me simplify. I want you to fuck me, Roman. I want to feel you deep inside of me, stretching me and marking me. I want you to remind me what it means to be yours.”My body is vibrating with need, my cock leaking pre-cum all over the fucking place. My hands ghost up her body in those damn hospital

The Video

RavenThe sonography room is dim and quiet, the kind of quiet that feels volitional, like the whole world has agreed to hold its breath for a few minutes.I lie back on the table while the sonographer, a soft-spoken woman with careful hands, prepares the equipment. Roman stands slightly back from the bed, one hand tucked into his pocket, watching the screen with the focused stillness he brings to everything that matters to him.The cold gel. The probe. The familiar process I’ve been through twice now, except this time my heart is in my throat differently because twenty-four hours ago I was on a cold floor and I don’t know what that did to what’s growing inside me.Then the image appears on the screen.And the sound.That heartbeat.Strong. Fast. Completely healthy.Something releases in my chest so suddenly my eyes fill before I even decide to cry.Our baby. My precious little miracle.,“Everything looks perfect,” the sonographer says, moving the probe slightly, measuring, c

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