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I didn't reply yet because there was only one thing that I could see: Muscles. All I could see was an impressive muscle mass, swiftly moving underneath porcelain white smooth skin. Embarrassed, I looked away from Anton's toned torso. His abs flexed one last time as he raised his arms above his head to pass on a white sleeveless T-shirt."You can look up." He smirked, his face at a few inches from mine. I slightly jumped since I didn't notice he went right in front of me. Taking a step back, I blushed furiously for having only glance at this criminal's torso, whether or not he was built like an athlete! Anton seemed to amuse himself about this, but thankfully didn't say anything about it. Instead, he turned around and layed down in his bed, leaving an empty side for me."So?" He asked when he noticed I was still hesitating, tapping the side beside him. "Are you going to join me or...?" Reluctantly, I layed down in the bed beside him, not feeling extremely at ease with a gangster

Last Updated : 2026-08-16

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Shit! I just couldn't believe I had miscalculated the height of the building! Now, I was free falling, maybe to my freedom but also maybe to my death! Clawing toward the window sill, I tightly closed my eyes and readied for the hard impact. But nothing came. Instead of feeling my bones breaking in impossible angles against the concrete floor, I felt something warm, large and smooth wrap itself around my hand. Opening my eyes, I saw I wasn't falling anymore. Looking up, I met the dark brown eyes of Anton Carmichael. The latter had managed to slip his arm through the narrow window just in time to catch me."Don't let go, Miss MacCarthy!" He whisper-yelled, his voice sounding almost reassuring in the dark."As if I was going to let go!" I forced myself to tease him back, though I was scared he'd let me fall and break my neck. Actually, even though I considered struggling to break free from his grip for a few seconds, I immediately rejected that idea. Doing that would probably kill me,

Last Updated : 2026-08-17

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Without a word, he paused just as he was about to exit the cabinet. Then, he slowly spun around and walked back to me, though he didn't stand too close. But even in the dark, the intensity with which he looked at me made my skin burn. A ray of moonlight spred itself through the window, lightening his pale face for a moment. He was paler than later in the day, his ebony black hair messy around his angular face and the bruise on his cheekbone of a deeper shade of purple."Why?" He repeated, a tired smile stretching his lips. "Because I gave my word that I wouldn't let no harm come to you, that's why." With that, he grabbed my arm and gave it a gentle tug to incitate me to follow him. This time, I did nothing to draw my arm back or slap his hand away. He led the way back to his room and this time, I followed him in without protesting or trying to run away again."Mr Carmichael?" I asked, as he plopped down on his bed."Mmh?" Tiredly grunted the black haired man, looking up at me quizz

Last Updated : 2026-08-18

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"I don't care." I shook my head, crossing my arms. "I'm not eating!" I knew I was playing a dangerous game by provocating him, but it was maybe worth the try. If the gang leader promised my dad to return me unharmed to him, he'd probably bring me back sooner if I refused to eat, before I suffer from starvation."I don't know what game you're playing!" He strongly said with a stern expression, his hands on his slender waist. "But soon or later, you'll need to eat!" Instead of arguing with him, I gave Anton the silent treatment. I was maybe acting like a sulking brat, but at least, while I was doing that I was in control; I was in control and I had the power because he didn't know what I was thinking."Can I take a shower, please?" I instead asked in a soft voice, changing subject. Anton seemed a little surprised by the change of subject, but he was still fuming. He took several deep breaths and unballed his fists a few times before to answer:"Yes, go ahead. You don't need to

Last Updated : 2026-08-19

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"What did you say about my Dad?!" I exclaimed, immediately joining the two men."That's none of your business, bitch!" Spat Mike, threateningly stepping in front of Anton."As long as it concerns my father, that is." I calmly yet firmly objected. Mike took a few steps toward me, looking down at me. Despite being shorter than him of a few inches, I coldly held his gaze without showing any fear. Honestly, I was way too infuriated and in need of answers about my father to even care about what he'd do or say."Lesson number one, bitch!" Groaned the masked man. "When I tell you something, you don't talk back to me!""Tell me what you were saying about my father." I insisted, apparently unfazed."I told you no talking back, bitch!" Yelled Mike, starting to loose his composure."Oh, you were talking to me?" I defiantly asked, raising my chin slightly. "Well I'm sorry, I didn't understand, I thought you were talking to someone named bitch! My name's Joan." Mike's shoulders shook as he g

Last Updated : 2026-08-20

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"No." I shook my head stubbornly, settling back my spoon beside the bowl. "I won't eat no more." There was no way I give him the satisfaction to find out I ate, finally. Plus, I didn't need to eat anyway. I was fine, I was all good! And since I was near the desk, I decided to seach it again. I knelt in front of the wooden furniture, opening all the black drawers. This time, I took more care in everything I've found. One of the books was a register. I settled it down the desk, but could hardly decipher it because I didn't know what all those numbers reffered to. Shrugging, I just placed it back where I found it and pulled another book. This one looked more like a notebook, with a black cover but no title. I curiously held it out to the light for a further inspection, when something slipped out of the pages. Kneeling, I picked it up to see exactly what it was. That was a picture, showing a smiling young woman with shoulder-lenght auburn curls, rosy cheeks and bright blue eyes, carele

Last Updated : 2026-08-21

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"To those who robbed my bank, I'd like to say this: You won't get away with it!" Firmly declared my father, straightening in his armchair. "No matter where you hide, you won't be able to escape justice! Eventually, you'll be found and you'll understand how wrong you were to try to mess with me. Because by robbing me, you've not only attacked me, but also the whole United States! And you can count on me to know no rest until you're caught and punished for your crimes!" My father was always talented when it came to speeches. After having heard his powerful message about justice and freedom, I felt pride wash over me at the sight of my father's moral values."Very well said, Mr MacCarthy!" Nodded the journalist, obviously sensitive to his speech. "Lastly, would you mind telling me what the Carmichael gang took away from you?""They stole 20 000 $ exactly!" Exclaimed my father, sounding offended. "The savings of a whole nation! Thousands of deserving lives found themselves ruined becau

Last Updated : 2026-08-22

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Mike and his other friend walked out of the room to let me get changed in peace, which honestly surprised me coming from Mike! I almost expected him to stay to watch me change, but he thankfully followed the other man outside. I shuddered when I realized he probably would've stayed if the other bandit hadn't been there. I threw on the dress, feeling somewhat uneasy by its tightness, which made the velvety fabric cling onto my feminine curves. I wasn't flat, but I wasn't too curvatious either. I was just average. But still, I didn't like how body-hugging the dress was, not to mention the neckline was showing a little too much skin for my taste. Grimacing as I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I tried to pull at the fabric in an attempt to cover my chest as much as I could, but my cleavage was still apparent."Well..." I half-heartedly mumbled, running my fingers against the soft skirt. "At least, the lower part of the dress is pretty." The skirt was flowy, but thankfully not pu

Last Updated : 2026-08-23

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Still in an agonizingly slow motion, he picked the piece of meat on his fork and reached his hand across the table, directing the soft flesh toward my mouth. Looking down, I sliced my own chicken, letting him know I'd rather eat on my own rather than be fed like a three years old girl."Good." He darkly approved, eating the piece of chicken he had on his fork. I was forced to admit the bite of chicken I dropped on my tongue was delicious. On my plate was roasted potatoes bathing in sauce. Quite obviously, the gang leader was trying to impress me. He watched me with cold, predatory eyes until I swallowed."Well, I'm relieved you're finally eating!" He spoke again, cutting his chicken. "I was worried to see you starve yourself like that!""By that, you mean..." I asked, taking a bite of potato. "That you were worried of the troubles you'd get from my father if I was returned to him famished and skinny?""Partly, yes." Admitted the criminal before to cast me a deep, unreadable gaze. "

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

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"Anton..." I whispered, consciousness creeping back into me. Caressed by a ray of sunlight, my eyes fluttered open and I immediately bolted upright. I was laying in the crimson bed in Anton's room. At first, I tried to convince myself that all of what happened last night was just a dream, but then I noticed I was still wearing the garnet dress I was wearing last night... For the dinner. As if it wasn't enough, the pair of shiny black stilettos was laying negligently somewhere beside the bed on the fluffy scarlet carpet. Then, I spotted Anton standing in the middle of the room, fixing up the collar of his black shirt with his back turned on me."Oh no!" I gasped, looking up at him. "So that was true?""Yesterday?" Tranquilly asked Anton, his broad shoulders tensing up when he noticed I was awake. "Yes, that was." Oh no! So that meant I actually had dinner with my captor? That meant that I drank wine with him. That meant I actually had a friendly talk with him. Worst, that meant I

Last Updated : 2026-08-25

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