Novel & Cerita Dangerous Woman Book

I sat there in the silence of my perfect, expensive apartment, the phone slipping from my hand onto the rug. I’d asked for a fire to burn my rival’s house down, but I’d been stupid enough to think I could control the wind. Whoever this woman was, she was a cold, dangerous animal that was hungry for blood. I had let her loose and now there was no stopping her.

"That girl is more dangerous than you can possibly comprehend! More of a threat than a thousand nuclear bombs if she's not kept contained and carefully controlled! You are only alive and breathing now because she’s locked up or you might have been choked to death like what happened earlier. You should consider yourself lucky to be blessed with being Knox’s fated mate. Your kind are known to be the most vicious and manipulative beings alive." Serena let out a bark of hysterical, mocking laughter at that. The sound was devoid of any real mirth or joy as she dissolved into near-delirium. "I don't think there's anyone more dangerous or deceitful than you two manipulative snakes!" She bit back wi

Her swollen face and eyes were puffy red with constant crying from the past hour. She turned to Viso again and stepped closer to him. His closeness was making her feel safe. "Shall we leave, please. These people are dangerous. I don't want us to get into any trouble." Viso blinked and pulled the corner of his lips down. Dangerous? Yes, no doubt about that. The people there were as dangerous as He was. But the woman standing in front of him was testing his patience today which, weirdly, was evoking his desire more intensely. Viso inhaled sharply and opened the door of his car for her, "get in," He said, the sooner He reached his city the better.

I don’t ask any further questions as I enter the room. She lies on the bed with her eyes closed. The fact that she looks pale and she’s still the most beautiful woman to me needs to be studied. I move closer to her bed sitting at the edge. I hold her hand and something inside me shatters. This is exactly why women are dangerous. Even by doing nothing and just lying there she has my head in a frenzy.

“He sure does, the more dangerous the better.” “Zee?” Mia called out, my eyes finally leaving Mr Dangerous. I grinned mischievously, “Don’t worry I will be careful.” I was losing my V card tonight. That man right there looked perfect for the job. If Luke could bag that million-dollar heiress, why couldn’t I have one night with a dangerous hunk? I took one last shot, stood up, grabbed Mia’s wine, and topped my glass. Then I smoothed my dress, fixed my face, and turned toward him.

‎ ‎Normally she would have loved it. ‎ ‎Tonight, she couldn't focus. ‎ ‎Her mind kept returning to the same questions. ‎ ‎Why had someone been watching her? ‎ ‎Why did Victor have a file on her? ‎ ‎Why did Adrian Kane's name keep appearing whenever the truth got close? ‎ ‎Restless, she wandered between the shelves. ‎ ‎Her fingers brushed across book spines until something caught her attention. ‎ ‎A symbol embossed in gold on the cover of an old leather book. ‎

“But grandmother…” “Shut up. You should know what you’ll face when dating a dangerous man. After enjoying your sweet times with them, you must be ready to say hello to their dangerous side. Loving them is one story, but ‘dangerous’ itself is another mystery you’ll solve in your relationships. A glass of wine!” Nala yelled at the maid. The maid flinched and quickly left. “You can’t help them find love.” Nala chuckled, glancing at Lisa. “They will fight for it themselves. If you want Norman to notice you, it’s not by sitting here and waiting for love to come.”

“And why is that?” Because she was the first woman I actually gave a damn about. I wouldn’t describe her perky tits, her tight cunt, the way she swirled her tongue around my dick as she sucked me off. I wouldn’t shatter the holiness of our intimacy with gossip. Her scratches, her moans…they all belonged to me. “I’m a very dangerous man. I kill people. Does that bother you?” “It sounds like you’re trying to get rid of me. If that’s the case, just be a man and give it to me straight.”

“If you are going to remove me from the assignment, do it.” “I did not say that.” “But you are thinking it.” “I am thinking that you are too good a writer to confuse endurance with judgment.” He looks away. That lands. Sarah sighs. “The profile is strong because you see him clearly. That is also what makes this dangerous. If you attend that party, you are not just watching Adrian Blackwell, a public figure. You are watching a man who has already crossed lines with you standing in front of cameras beside his fiancée.”

He wasn't fast enough. Ruby's eyes had gone dark, something feral flickering behind them as she crossed the room in three quick strides and seized a fistful of the woman's hair. "Looks like you need a mirror," she said, voice deceptively pleasant, "to see who the real slut here is." The slap that followed rang out loud enough to silence the entire room. "Ruby, let her go," Lance said, though there was no real urgency in it. She didn't. The second slap followed the first, then a third, each one landing with the same precise, controlled fury, until the woman's cheek had begun to bruise beneath her palm's repeated strikes.