Fisting Artinya

Dibeda-bedakan hanya karena dia seorang perempuan, Diana didesak untuk segera menikah demi bisa mendapatkan lelaki sebagai penerus perusahaan. Kompetensi dan kerja kerasnya selama ini tidak ada artinya di mata sang kakek dan kedua orang tuanya karena mereka beranggapan bahwa anak perempuan tidak begitu bisa diandalkan dibandingkan anak lelaki. Demi mempertahankan karir, Diana akhirnya menawarkan satu milyar pada lelaki pengantar pizza agar mau menjadi suaminya. Pikirnya, suami kontrak satu milyarnya itu akan berakhir enam bulan tanpa ada sesuatu yang berarti akan terjadi. Nyatanya, rencana sederhana itu segera berubah jadi badai rahasia, luka lama, dan cinta yang tak bisa dikendalikan.

Mendapati dirinya hamil ketika berada di puncak karier sebagai aktris adalah hal yang tidak pernah Irene bayangkan sebelumnya. Tentu saja ia panik dan takut, tetapi di satu sisi hatinya merasakan kehangatan yang asing. Apakah itu artinya dia bisa memulai keluarga yang utuh? Pikirnya sebelum skandal kehamilan di luar nikahnya ini tersebar di publik secara tiba-tiba. Terlebih, pria yang dikabarkan menjadi pasangannya bukanlah ayah kandung janin ini. Irene mencoba untuk menghentikan semuanya, tetapi asumsi netizen malah semakin liar. Jadi... inilah satu-satunya langkah terakhir yang harus Irene tempuh. Menghentikan skandal dengan skandal baru.

Kayla, atau biasa disapa dengan Key, memergoki suaminya berselingkuh dengan seorang perempuan di sebuah hotel berbintang. Tak terima dikhianati, ia pun berencana untuk membuat suami dan perempuan jalang tersebut tewas dalam sebuah kecelakaan. Namun apesnya, hari sial tak pernah ada di dalam kalender. Bukannya membuat suami dan sang pelakor tewas, Key justru mengalami kecelakaan tunggal hingga menyebabkan dirinya tewas di tempat. Sayangnya, Key tidak menyadari jika dirinya sudah mati. Sebab pasca insiden maut itu terjadi, ia justru terbangun dan tahu-tahu sudah berada dalam sebuah kamar hotel bersama suaminya. "Morning, sayang. Maaf ya, aku tadi harus balas pesan dari istriku dulu," terang Brayan seraya menyapu wajah Key dengan bibirnya. "Istri?" Key terkejut mendengarnya. Seingatnya, sebelum kecelakaan terjadi, dia dan Brayan sudah menikah resmi secara agama dan negara. Itu artinya, ia adalah istri sahnya Brayan, kenapa tiba-tiba berganti menjadi ani-ani? Menyadari jika ia berubah menjadi perempuan selingkuhan suaminya sendiri, Key pun memanfaatkan keadaan. Satu persatu rahasia tentang Brayan pun akhirnya terbuka. Mulai dari alasan sang suami berselingkuh, hingga penyebab kecelakaan Key yang ternyata ulah sosok misterius yang selama ini menjadi duri dalam rumah tangga Key dan Brayan. Lalu, apa yang akan Brayan katakan saat ia tahu jika yang menjadi selingkuhannya adalah istrinya sendiri? Sampai kapan Key akan bertahan dalam tubuh selingkuhan suaminya? Apakah ia akan kembali hidup dalam tubuhnya, atau justru mati seperti saat kecelakaan terjadi?

"From today onwards, I will take every decision of your life. What you will eat, where will you go, when will you speak, what you will wear it will be all as I wish. And if you dare to defy me then till now it must have been crystal clear to you how far I can go to keep my words," his voice unsympathetic and cold, causing a shiver down her spine. Out of fear she was not even able to raise her head and kept her eyes casted down. He lifted her head up with his forefinger, underneath her chin and stared directly into her mesmerizing hazel eyes. "Understood?" Her throat was parched and her mouth was dry. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. The seam of her lips was cracked and pasted with each other and she couldn't find enough courage in herself to say anything using her tongue, so she just nodded and casted down her eyes again. He raised her chin more now with his forefinger and thumb, indicating her to look in his eyes and she did so. "Understood?" He asked again and raised both his eyebrows, warning her. "Yy....ye..ss" she croaked out. Her eyes were widened with fear and hands were fisting the bedsheet. Her cheeks were imprinted with red finger marks. "Good. Now take of your clothes and fulfill your duty" he ordered. She only pleaded him with her eyes. Clearly, she didn't want her wedding night to turn out like this.

"Sophie Patterson. Don't you dare walk away from me." Logan's menacing stare bore at me. I suddenly didn't feel drunk anymore. I sobered up quickly. "What, Logan? You're gonna tell me that you suddenly love me again? That you're here to sweep me off my feet? Please! I didn't need you all this time, and I don't need you now." He clenched his jaw, fisting his hands. "Enough. Stop being so damn stubborn. You know I do. I love you. I never stopped loving you, Sophie. It was always you." I left my hometown hoping to never see him again. I left with his baby still inside of me. Seven years after, and here I am again. Standing before him and a six-year-old wanting to know who his dad is, and asking me to marry him because everyone in his class but him and his best friend don't have a daddy.What am I supposed to do with all these feelings that are resurfacing? I'm realizing every day that I never got over him. I merely suppressed my feelings, and him telling me this now- in my face, just made things more complicated.

"You want to know why all this is happening so Let me tell you but remember that I don't like any kind of rudeness and disrespect. You're here because I want something from you that you'll give me." Hearing his puzzled words, she looked at him and she asked him desperately wiping her tears "What???" "My baby that you will carry for me" "Are you mad??? What the hell are you saying ??" she scoffed at him harshly and turned around to leave this place. He fisted her hairs in his grip from behind and pulled her painfully towards him making her scream in pain. she placed her hand to remove his hand from her hair but he didn't lose his grip. "Leave me you monster. You are disgusting." She shouted on him. "don't you dare to use this tone with me. I don't like people when they disrespect me. This is my first and last warning to you that don't do this again or else you can't even imagine what I will do to you and now listen to me carefully that you will give me my child. I am not asking you but I am telling you that it would be better for you to do what you are here for." He hissed at her dangerously while fisting her hair more painfully making her hiss in pain.

“Just as pathetic as I remember you to be, sweetheart.” “I sleep with you because I’m unfortunate to be married to you so don’t bother reading between the lines.” Slapping his treacherous lips away from my own, I huff frantically. “I detest the sight of you, bastard.” He smirks throwing me against the filthy wall of the cave before whispering against my lips, “I know, sweetheart.” Fisting his shirt, I pull him in, “I’ll kill you someday for all your bullshit. The best part is I’ll be hailed as a hero for it.” I dig my nails into his side while digging my heels in his toes. Chuckling, he kissed me with a novel fervour. Too consumed with his taste on my tongue I don’t realize he had taken me off the floor. In times like these he made his hate achingly obvious by his rough groping. When after several seconds he is still ravaging my mouth, I slap his arm to gasp for air but he takes his sweet time devouring life out of me. He let me go only when my life flashes before my eyes. Caressing my hair as I huffed out puffs of air, he smirked. “Good Morning, Nafasm.” I'll remember to add getting away with murder on my bucket list. .... I had everything in life figured out and about half a year to get out of college and finally experience life (Breathy tone) but that's when Sienna, my bitch of a friend, asked me for a favor. Why the hell am I kidnapped? And what is with these people growling like rabid dogs? And please, can anyone tell me why the f*ck, AM I GETTING MARRIED TO THEIR HUNK OF A GANG LEADER WITH UNNATURAL GLOWING EYES?

"You should be running away from me," he whispered against my neck, his deep voice wrapping around me like a black velvet. He was right. I should run— far, fast, and without looking back. But I couldn't. Or maybe didn't want to. Fisting his shirt tightly, I rasped out, "I hate you." A shiver ran down my spine as his lips curled into a devilish smirk, "No, you don't." He leaned in, our mouths a breath apart. "You just hate how badly you want me, Little Muse," he drawled, voice like a tempting sin. ----------- Everyone thought she was paranoid but Iliana Carlos knew the eyes following her everywhere were real. Draped in black, masked and silent, her stalker has trapped her in a deadly game of obsession. But for her, he is nothing more than the gruesome darkness but the deeper she's pulled into his shadows, the more she craved them. Maddox Velric Thorne spent fifteen years focused on one mission: find the daughter of his father’s murderer, kill her, and claim his rightful place as Alpha. But those hazel eyes and auburn hair has suddenly become his biggest distraction. What started as a casual infatuation has now turned into his darkest obsession. What will happen when fate will bind them in a twisted dance of fear and desire? How far would Maddox chase Iliana and for how long is she willing to run away?