Captivated Tessa Bailey Novels & Stories

“I should have; maybe I got scared that I was signing my existence to a man whom I barely knew. But now, call me selfish, but I wish I really did. I wish I never ran away because now you’re stealing my life and having a blast.” “Stealing your life?” I almost choked on my voice. “Are you crazy?” I yelled. Bailey was beyond crazy. How dare she? She didn’t know what I was going through and only believed what the news provided her. Did she really think I was actually engaged to Hardy? Did she really think signing her stupid contract felt like signing an engagement paper to a tycoon?

The camera panned out then, and he saw Tessa bound to a chair in some dingy room, her face white, her lips trembling, a picture of vulnerability and fear. "Tessa… I was no louder than a whisper; the throat clutched so taut in my grasp. There was a teasing quality in the tone of Damien's voice. "Here's just a little added motivation for you. You waste every second, get her closer to the end". Before me had just played on the screen, and all dazed and stunned like the stone I sat on. No sooner was that file closed than another one popped up-a set of coordinates, exposing the location the video was taken.

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

“Let me dig. Quietly. I’ll pull her phone records if I have to. Check who she was talking to.” Tessa shook her head, stepping back. “You always say that,” she said, voice breaking just a little. “Everyone does. Wait. Be patient. Trust the process. And then something happens. Roman gets shot. Grayson gets stabbed. Nandini collapses.” Davin reached for her arm. “Tessa—” She pulled away. “I’m done waiting.” She turned, walking fast toward the ballroom. Davin watched her go, hand still outstretched. He felt it then—that sinking certainty in his gut. He was about to lose control of the day. And there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Sensing my gaze, Eugene struggled to turn to look at me. His eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. His voice was hoarse. "Sherlyn, save me quickly." The scene was the same as in my previous life, and I clenched my fists tightly. So, I was reborn, back to ten years ago. The fear of falling from the high building and the suffocating pain still gripped my heart. Looking at the desperate plea for help in Eugene's eyes, I only felt hatred and ridicule. I thought, ”Eugene, this time, I will never interfere in your disgusting love game. You deserve to rot to death in this dark alley."

Vera whispered, tears in her eyes. Emereah didn’t respond. Her hands trembled. Her head throbbed with waves of returning power—visions, memories, sensations she had numbed for survival. And with them… came him. His voice. His touch. The night he had kissed her not like a conqueror, but like a man asking to be unmade. And she let him. For one night. One mistake. One seed that now lived inside her. She curled around her stomach, silent tears slipping down her cheeks.

Nothing that I couldn't handle, I needed Aldrich back at the den to keep an eye on everything. "I'm ready," Tessa announced as she gets out of the bathroom looking delicious in her signature all-black attire. This time she was wearing a thick black oversized sweater with black colored jeans. I know for sure that her knives were hidden somewhere under her clothes if I pulled her close and roamed my hands all over her delectable body. "We should go now, before I decided to strip you off," I did pull her close and let my hands feel her up while she melted easily to my kiss. "You look beautiful, little killer."