Dangerously Yours Trailer Novels & Stories

Tick tock. My hands started shaking so violently that the phone nearly slipped from my fingers. Damien woke instantly at my distress. He took the phone from me, watched the video preview, and his entire body went rigid with fury. “Who the fuck sent this?” he growled, voice dangerous and low. Before I could answer, another message arrived — this time a link to a private, password-protected video file hosted on a dark web-style site. The title was simple and devastating: **“Sugar Daddy’s Little Curator – Uncut”**

“Everything you need to know about the real Damien Voss. The affairs. The women he destroyed. The deals he made in the shadows. Even recordings of him admitting he planned to take you from Alex. Watch it. Then decide if you still want to kneel for this monster.” She turned on her heel, heels clicking sharply as she headed for the elevator. At the threshold, she paused and looked back at me one last time. “When he breaks you — and he will — don’t say I didn’t warn you.” The elevator doors closed behind her. Silence fell like a heavy blanket. I stared at the USB drive on the table like it was a poisonous snake. Damien’s hand tightened around mine. “You don’t have to watch it.” “I think I do,”

Or was this something more dangerous? Damien brought his gaze up, and the look in his eyes confirmed my suspicions before his words did. “This is crazy. You're seeing it, right?” he asked, returning his attention to the screen. He scrolled a little more. “What the hell? This is way beyond Helixis. This is something far more dangerous. All this information… bloody hell.” “Exactly the same thing I thought,” I said in support. “Does that mean Helixis was never out of service?”

“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 zoomed in. “Fuck,” he exhaled. “You know who it is?” I asked quietly. “This is bad, baby,” he replied, rewinding the video. “He is a very dangerous tracker, Richard Torres. He can find anyone no matter how long they hide, and,” he looked up from his laptop. “He works for my father.” My stomach dropped. “Shit.” “Exactly. Shit.” I sighed. “What do we do again?” Damien got up from the bed, and opened our wardrobes. I already knew what would happen but watching him move so quickly stung.

Ava Harper had always known her father’s company was in trouble, but she never imagined it would come to this. She sat in the sleek, glass-walled conference room on the 62nd floor of Voss Tower, legs crossed tightly under the table, trying not to fidget. The Manhattan skyline glittered beyond the windows, indifferent to the ruin unfolding below. Across from her sat Damian Voss. Thirty-five. Billionaire. Ruthless.

he says quietly, his voice rough. I catch his wrist, holding the towel in place. “But we did. And I want more.” His jaw clenches. He tosses the towel aside, his hands gripping the counter on either side of me, caging me in. “Riley… this is dangerous.” I lean forward, my lips brushing his ear. “Good. I like dangerous.” He exhales sharply, his head dropping to my shoulder. His breath is hot on my skin. “You’re gonna ruin me.”

Khloe screamed, and I couldn’t help but think she was crazy. “No? Why?” I asked, facing her. Suddenly, Thorne pressed something on his desk, and a big screen which I hadn’t noticed on the wall turned on. We all turned to face it and watched as the footage of the Cafeteria played, starting from where Knox and I and entered, till when Mr.Sam appeared. My eyes widened, my hands trembling slightly. So he have access to the whole company without going to the security room? What a creep! I thought.

She is not getting sacked. ​"Now get back to work before miss Rose looks for you." The maid hurries out of the house to the garden. ​Louis Hapkins is fixated on the rolling hills and vegetations outside the window. Lush trees covers the landscape with a flourish of warm colors. Daisy yellow, purple petals and apple red swirl together as the wind ruffles the leaves. He has been living in Japan for the past ten years and now he's on a train to Beverly Hills, California. Louis has an intimidating height, with dark curly black hair and intense black eyes with a work-out body. Not only is he now a partner of Viva Foods company but he is rich and hot and still only thirty-two.

The plan was to travel with Tiffany to London for the music and dance festival, but we couldn't get any tickets, and at the very last minute, which was this morning, West bought two tickets and Tiffany chose to go with him over me, so now I'm stuck home watching a scary horror movie, which I hate. I'm sitting on the couch in the living room with my feet on the couch, my knee pressed against my chest, and my arms wrapping around it. My body is shaking, the haunting music from the movie filling the whole house, and to make matters worse, all the bulbs are off, so I'm sitting in the dark living room and watching the heart ripper stare murderously at me while walking slowly towards me. I can't l