Benjicot Blackwood X Reader Novels & Stories

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.

When we reached the lobby, a tall man with the same cocky energy, but a different face, approached us. He extended his hand. "How’s business, Blackwood?" Ricochet greeted with a firm grip. "Doing good. Just as good as my wife is doing me," Blackwood replied with a satisfied grin. His gaze flicked to me, then down to my hand, completely swallowed by Ricochet’s. "Yours?" Ricochet glanced at me and quickly claimed it before tugging me closer. His hand slid from mine to my hip, fingers pressing just enough to make me do a cartwheel in my head.

The grand library, once a room where billion-dollar mergers were whispered into existence over crystal tumblers of scotch, was now thick with the stale smell of expensive cigars and the bitter rot of defeat. ​Arthur Blackwood sat behind his mahogany desk, his fingers trembling as he traced the rim of a glass. His eyes were bloodshot, fixed on the rain-streaked windows. He was a man suspended in a state of lethal waiting, his ears straining for a phone call from the Jackals—the mercenaries he had sent into the dark to retrieve the daughter he had sold and the man he had failed to kill. ​The heavy oak doors of the library burst open, the sound echoing like a gunshot.

*** ~~Jenaya~~ *** Snow lifts her head from the massive bowl of ice cream, which seems like a recent coping mechanism by the way. “You seem nervous,” she observes, spoon halfway to her mouth. “I don't mean to be,” I let out, my eyes fixed on my phone, googling the Blackwood. I'm stuck at Bianca Blackwood’s page— she's gorgeous, sophisticated and fashionable. They all come off like people who'd call me a golddigger for showing up with their perfect son.

“Don’t do it. Don’t let him in.” “I need answers,” I murmur. “And he may have them, if not how else do we explain this?” I frown deeply She curses under her breath, then turns toward the door. “Then I’ll be right here.” With a trembling hand, I step forward and unbolt the lock. The door creaks open. And there he is. Zane Blackwood. Tall. Wet from the rain. His black hair clings to his forehead. His eyes, amber, sharp, they find mine immediately. He looks exhausted. Hollowed out. Like he hasn’t slept in days.

Blackwood kissed the line of my jaw, moaning softly, "God, I missed this body." But her touch didn’t feel right. Her hips rocked slowly against mine, her pace seductive, her rhythm deliberate. And all I could fucking see was Liora. Liora biting her lip. Liora pretending to sleep with those trembling lashes. “Fuck,” I cursed, eyes snapping open. Ms. Blackwood gasped against my skin. “What?” I didn’t answer. I just stared at the ceiling, willing the image out of my head. But it didn’t leave.

Blackwood. Benjamin’s voice finally broke the quiet. Low. Controlled. “What happened?” I bit my lip, then forced myself to answer. “He… apologized.” My voice cracked. “Mr. Blackwood. He said he was sorry for everything his family did. He said he regrets being weak. That he couldn’t stop Aurora, or Lucy.” Benjamin’s hands tightened around the steering wheel, his knuckles pale. “And you listened?”

This man really knew how to flip the script on me. The Alpha King, sitting on his throne-like chair, looked down at us. "Alpha Jordan," he boomed, his voice filling the chamber. "Confirm to everyone gathered here today... what is the purpose of this visit?" Jordan stood up, his posture straight and powerful. "We are here to be joined in holy matrimony," he said, his voice echoing with authority. The Alpha King nodded slowly, then his sharp eyes turned to me. "Catherine Blackwood. Do you consent to this union?"

I notice from the corner of my eye JJ is standing to the side, smothering his smile with his hand, fucking arseholes. “What the fuck is wrong with you!” I yell at Luke and then turn to JJ, “Are you fucking kidding me? Is that what you two like to do? Jump women in the middle of the fucking night.” JJ stands straighter and observes me carefully, “I apologise, Miss Blackwood.” He bows his head. I turn to Luke, who’s starting to help himself off the ground. He brushes himself off. “Why the fuck did you grab me like that?” I start yelling again. I can feel the tears well in my eyes. I won’t fucking cry in front of these arseholes. Luke looks up at me. Oh shit, his face is swelling fast.

And gave me a look filled with Venom. " Why don't you take a look, Alpha Blackwood? You'd be surprised at what you find" he had an amused smile on his face as he added " Your wicked ways have been brought to light", he sneered. Wicked ways? Very funny!! I snatched the card from his hand and ripped it open. It reads: