Bring Him To His Knees Dramione の小説・ストーリー

126 Brianna Pounds “What are you doing?” “I need you to listen to me. Please, don't do this to me.” I had expected a sweet rush of satisfaction to spread across my chest seeing him on his knees, begging like that. Instead, my chest felt heavy, coated in bitter resentment. “Everyone is watching. Get off your knees.” “No.” He dropped to all fours like a dog, looking ready to crawl after me if I moved even an inch toward the exit.

I just wanted Draco gone. Daciana cleared her throat uneasily. "Yeah, that". We heard steady footsteps matching down the stairs as we turned, I could see their shadows as they climbed down the stairs. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, waiting for what Is to happen. "Draco, meet my Girl. Paisley and my friend, Daciana… Ladies, meet Draco." Killian introduced as I forced out a tight smile.

I almost ended up deflowering Eleanor and her crying face was still imprinted in my mind. "Did something happen master?" She asked. I dropped my hands and stood up from my throne. "Which idiot waters them?" I asked seriously. "I believe it's Ose." She answered. "Summon him!" I spat on top of my voice. She closed her eyes then slowly went down to her knees as I sat down angrily watching her call on his name three times. "You called me Ducan?" He asked immediately as he walked in. He looked happy and his damn smile said it all.

So I just stood there, letting the joy hit me like a wave. He chuckled. “I’ll give you a moment. Oh,—and one more surprise. Someone’s waiting downstairs. He said something about not letting the sun set on your first big win without ice cream.” I practically flew to the elevator. Outside, leaning casually against his dark grey Lexus, was Daniel. His sleeves were rolled up, and his smile crooked and warm. “You owe me a celebration,” he said. “I do?” “Mmhmm. Brunch belongs to your squad. Dessert? That’s mine.”

Unless he wants me to kneel on the floor… again. “She doesn’t know how to do it…” I heard the sound of footsteps approaching from my behind. Sir Gleck stand beside me and politely held my waist. I thought he was all gentle and polite but without a warning, he kicked the back of my knees, making me kneel back on the floor. “Ouch…” I uttered silently. “Calm down. Don’t be too excited,” Sir Brian said to his brother. I bite my lower lip. I am certain there are already red markings on my knees.

The surrounding werewolves made no move to intervene. Instead, they looked on with expressions of eager anticipation, as if awaiting a good show. Tiffany's smile twisted into something ugly and vicious, as if she could already see me groveling at her feet. I took a deep breath, a cold gleam flashing in my eyes. "You want me to kneel? As if you're worthy enough for me to do that." The nearest Gamma reached out to grab me by the hair. I sidestepped smoothly and kicked him hard.

She was shuddering and sobbing and wheezing and drowning in a torrential downpour of tears from her eyes. They stayed in that position for solid five minutes and when she was finally calm again, he scooped her in his arms and carried her bridal style into the building. Everyone who had witnessed the drama was in awe. ********************************************** "You called." Baldwin announced his presence as he walked over to the wine bar where Alpha Kai was sitting on one of the barstools, downing his second shot of tequila. After the drama with Reign, he took her back to her bedroom and put her to bed before mindlinking Baldwin to meet him so they could talk.

“Yes, Diana” As Six turns to lead her away, I mouth the words to him: Watch over her please! He gives me a solid nod. Diana looks back and waves at me before she walks off with Six. With zero time to think, I stride toward Hermione and Zara’s table. “Hey, Adam!” Zara singsongs, raising her wine glass. Hermione doesn’t look up. She just keeps cutting her steak, one hand pressing buttons on her phone. I lean down close to Zara’s ear.

She squeaks, dashing for the door. "Tsk!" I roll my eyes, facing back the window _ "Hey, Her-mione..." a subtle voice wakes me from my slumber. My eyes flicker open to see Mr. Christian Crofus. Arrggh. "What is it?" I snarl at him, sitting up on the bed "Come with me pumpkin." He whispers, moving from the room already. "No, I am not coming with you! And no, I am not your pumpkin. You will address me as Hermione." I teeth at him

His Adam's apple rose and fell once. "Mrs. Ashford. Lily's eyes... I'm begging you to save her. You are the only person in the world who can perform this surgery." Lily heard my voice. She tore free of Ethan's hand and stumbled forward. Her trajectory was off — she crashed into the glass of the revolving door, her forehead striking it with a muffled thud. She didn't stop. Her hands traced along the glass until they found the hem of my dress. She dropped to her knees, both arms wrapping around my shins.