Captivated Tessa Bailey Novels & Stories

This time, he doesn’t touch me but he’s close enough for me to notice his healing cuts and the tiny scars scattered around his brows. “What did you say to me?” His voice clogs with an emotion that scares me, I lost my will to talk and resort to shaking my head. He grabs me by the collar, cutting off my air supply. “C’mon, Tee, repeat it.” “I didn’t say anything,” I whisper, gaze fixated on the wall behind him. His grip on my collar slacks, I inhale and squeeze my eyes shut when he scoffs. “My name is not Tee, my name is Tessa. Let me go.”

He shook his head off before he could think something more stupid. "Hey Allen!" he shouted causing Allen to open his eyes widely. After taking some time smelling the scent coming from Primo, there was something he find himself harf to handle and it made his veins tremble in anticipation from it. It was almost hard to bear from a person like himself and it was dangerous. Too dangerous, because to his own point of view, it can attract the beast that was caged right inside his pride and will. "Let's go!" he abruptly said from the pretty camera man who was utterly shock.

I demand to know, feeling uneasy with what they’re cooking up. “You need someone to remind you how great sex can be but not someone you get attached to,” Tess explains, locking her sights on a target. “That guy would be perfect.” “No!” I protest. “Why not? He’s gorgeous” Bailey says, swiping her tongue across her top lip and eyeing off her potential victim.

Darius had to do various treatments that made him very hostile to James. Tessa slept for a long time until she woke up to cold water splashing all over her body. Tessa opened her eyes and saw her body tied to a chair. Tessa's eyes were still trying to focus as the water continued to drip and hit her eyeballs. Finally, she could see a musty room with so many useless things, like a warehouse, and Tessa saw three people in front of her who were quite large.

“After what you went through tonight. How could you not know? Hardy didn’t even care to come see you after all that. There’s nothing to think about Joanne. You can stop this,” He was right. I had no intention to continue this crazy journey. I had to end it. “And..” Theodore’s voice closed my thoughts. “I know how to fix Bailey in with Hardy not minding it. And also Bailey and her father are here. I can help you meet with them this week… Get rid of the baby, you can have your life back.” The words immediately held my breath. Bailey and her father. Getting replaced. Leaving Hardy and his reach. I did want all that. Right? -*

Those pictures of her amidst all those cameras, those terrified looks, the facial expressions of hopelessness-just wouldn't get out of my head. Even thinking about what Damien could be doing with her wasn't something I was ready for; it would kill me. I just didn't bother, trying to cling to the only thing that was really important-she was alive. While she breathed, there was hope. Then my phone buzzed again. My heart stopped as I opened the message. There was a photo of Tessa. She sat bound to a chair at her wrists behind her, gagged over her mouth. She'd cried, and her eyes, those beautiful eyes- looked back into the camera in fear.

He had laid his rules, as you may put it, straight from the start, so now it was her turn. She grabbed a pair of leggings and a tank top from one of the bags that she's yet to unpack and quickly rushed to the bathroom to freshen up. After feeling satisfied with her appearance, Tami ventured down the hall to a familiar white door. She knocked once but didn’t wait for a reply as she shuffled in. Immediately, Raphael's eyes snapped from his laptop screen and towards her as she moved closer to him. Tami didn’t know why, but suddenly the view of him in a tight plain t-shirt and black sweats were the most attractive things on him.

Belcalis's curious nature made it so that she saw a snippet of this message before I could hide it, to see enough of it to make her freeze in her seat. A hushed whisper escaped her lips as a single question. "Leaked photos?"

You are so composed, but I bet there is fire under that professional exterior. Hailey sipped her wine, feeling the warmth spread all the way down to her belly. 'Everyone has layers, Tessa. What about you? You opened up so bravely. That’s something.' Tessa leaned closer, her knee pressing against Hailey's thigh. 'Brave or reckless? I confessed my deepest desires, and now I cannot stop imagining them. A woman's touch, soft lips on my skin.' Her voice dropped, eyes locking. 'Like yours, maybe.'

I didn’t know if I should be grateful that I wasn’t in the arms of the Don, but on the other hand, it was quite strange that his right-hand man would be working for Ling or was there a connection I was somehow missing? “You see, my dear, you’re just an unlucky American girl who found herself as a pun in a long bloody game of chess that has been going on for quite a while. With one simple mistake, you landed yourself in the middle of this dangerous game, thereby providing the people I work for, the perfect opportunity to strike, while you pay for their crimes.” She must have caught onto the confused expression on my face and she chuckled. “Relax, I’ll break it down for you,” Just then, the ma