Empire Of Desire Novels & Stories

The once proud Don then sat in the shadows, unshaven, his eyes sunken, looking like a broken man. Someone stumbled in, his voice filled with despair. "Don… our last restaurants and shipping companies… they're gone too. The banks are calling in debts, and our enemies are already waiting outside." Vincent did not move. He looked like a statue. "And… and…" the man's voice shook as if he might break down. "We just received news… Sofia… she had a miscarriage… in the dungeon…" Vincent's eyes finally moved. Empty. No grief, no anger. Just a hollow, lifeless stillness.

I watched his hands and hated myself for watching. "Take Cleopatra. Shakespeare's version. She's powerful, yes. Seductive. But her desire is also her undoing. She loves Antony, and that love destroys her empire. The message is clear: desire in a woman's body is dangerous...Untamable. Something that needs to be controlled." A girl in the front row raised her hand. "But isn't that just the time period? Like, Shakespeare was a product of his era?"

His lips remained close to hers, their breaths mingling in an intimate rhythm that was impossible to ignore. "Don't bother denying it, Emory," Jaxon murmured, his voice a low whisper that infiltrated every corner of her consciousness. "You feel it too, the same desire I feel. Your body..." His fingertips traced the curve of her slender waist. "...craves my touch." Emory tightened her lips. She wanted to resist, to fight back, but she couldn't. Not a word escaped her mouth. Her eyes, however, revealed the endless conflict raging within her—a battle between suffocating desire and her fading sense of reason.

Chapter 12: Luca’s POV Upon exiting Emma's room, I sensed a tumultuous storm brewing within me. Her fragrance lingered on my skin, intensifying the irresistible attraction she had over me. I tightened my fists while walking through the corridor, attempting to concentrate on anything other than the sensation of her gentle body under me. Having her, possessing her should have made me content, yet it only intensified the burning desire. Emma was comparable to a drug - one that makes you crave more despite knowing it's harming you. What exacerbated the situation was my intense dislike for how strong my desire for her was. She was meant to be just a convenient marriage, a tool to secure alliances

he declared, his voice carrying a note of cold detachment. As Francisco rose from the bath, water cascaded in a sparkling display of droplets, casting shimmering reflections in the dimly lit room. Emily, her smile infused with a hint of seduction, took a step back to appreciate the vision of his body glistening with droplets of water. Her desire, once restrained, had now become an irresistible force propelling her towards him. Unable to contain herself any longer, Emily approached Francisco with deliberate intention. She embraced him from behind, pressing her bosom against his damp back. Her actions were a deliberate, sensuous claim, an invitation into the world they inhabited.

Not enough pressure, not the precise spot. It was the best kind of torment, and she understood now more than ever why there was such an allure to the mix of pain and pleasure. Why delayed gratification was more than just practised by the whip and flogger community. Because she knew when he finally gave her what she wanted, it would shatter her entire fucking world. She hadn’t even realized it, but she’d shut her eyes, so when he ordered her to look at him, she was at first startled. “I want to see you,” he said. “All of you. Don’t hide from me, Emily.”

But I mean, if he was able to get my number, I’m sure he has the resources to find my address. I’m not ashamed to admit I had also googled him, after all he had plagued my mind since that day, it was only right that I did some digging. Anderson Jeremy, CEO of Amery Empire, known to not be affiliated with any woman for more than one night—clear commitment issues— hyper focused and ruthless CEO. All of a sudden, it dawns on me how I spoke to him. I’ve never been one to be rude to people, I probably could have been more civil to him. I just didn’t appreciate how he spoke to me.

Empress. And you’d think that was a good thing. I should be happy that I possess powers. However, this was a horrible power. The kind that made you question your purpose every single time. Born with the power to handle the dirty desires of every creature. Beasts. Wolves. Vampires and even Syrens. You name them. I could handle any sexual level. Any. It was weird, strange yet it was me. Richard saw this and took advantage. Now I was building an empire for him.

James declared,still not believing the talkative was actually the person his brother made him promise to hire. "Oh,no! Mister,you can't do that," she replied sympathetically. He was taken aback as he narrowed his eyes to look at her. He was in need of a Personal Assistant. But how could he hire her? A talkative? That's a bad habit. Although she was qualified, based on her credentials, but he can't just hire someone who will want to take control over him. "I'm begging you. I so much need this job. My welfare and that of my family depend on it,please. You forgave me already, why are you still angry? Please, re forgive me," she begged,almost in tears.

I murmured near her ears talking to myself, I removed some strands of hair from her face and caressed her cheek. "I don't know why my heart feels soo peaceful everytime you are near me. Why it starts beating whenever I thought about you. I don't want to fall for you nor I want yoh to fall for me. But I can't let go off you fron my life....... You will always be stuck with me in this loveless marriage. Because now You become my DESIRE........ THE BILLIONAIRE'S DESIRE. and I want to claim every inch of you..... With my sinful lips. "