I M More Dangerous Than You Mga Nobela at Kwento

“And if they get their hands on you, everything burns. The ground seemed to tilt beneath me. I had been running from danger this whole time— Never realizing I was the danger. -

“I stood there watching him. He was going to run a path through the floor if I don't go over there and stop him. So I walked over to him, touching his arm. He looked down at his arm, then looked up at me. “Vegas, look. I think I need to send you back home to the pack house. This is going to get real dangerous, and I don't want you getting hurt. It's bad enough that Kayla got taken; goddess knows what this motherfucker is doing to her right now.” I was stunned when he said that. What is this man thinking? Dangerous? I chuckled to myself. That's my middle name, Dangerous. He waited for me to say something. I guess me not saying anything means he thinks I agreed to go home.

It made him meaner, jumpier, more dangerous. I knew then—without a doubt—it wasn’t going to be a pleasant weekend at home. It was going to be loud, maybe violent, filled with accusation and silence. The kind of silence that buzzes in your ears and weighs on your chest, reminding you with every breath that this wasn’t a home anymore. It was a battlefield. And I needed to get out.

But that is when Mama Joyce told me that such men are dangerous. She told me that a man could hate you and still sexually desire you. And when someone hates you and also wants you at the same time it is a dangerous combination for you. He will do his best to get what he wants and also somehow inflict pain on you. Now I understand what she means, this man hates me. He almost killed me and seems like he won’t stop anytime soon. I need to get out of here, I need to somehow get away from here. I need to get away from these monsters somehow.

I screamed in fear . I could see the shocked look on his face " I saved you from danger ,and is this how to thank your saviour? If I wanted to have your blood ,I would have done so the moment I met you lying on the floor unconscious where some wild pack might find you and kill you instead " he held my wrist tight which made me feel pain. " You're hurting me "I winced. Our eyes met ,and again I felt that same connection I had felt earlier" yeah right , everyone thinks we're evil , but we're not "he said in a very low tone which I hardly heard.

He yanked me back and held me against his bike, his torso pressing against my chest, the soft hum of the bike vibrating against my thigh as the wind hit me softly, sending chills which contrasted with the anger brewing in me. “Because, Jordan,” he drawled teasingly, like he was enjoying the game he created. “You still don't get it, do you? You don't get the fact that you're in LEA, and moving about freely on those pretty legs of yours is dangerous, Firefox. You think smiling and laughing with everyone is safe? Fuck that, Jordan,” he spat non-stop. “No one here is nice. No one likes you. Everyone has skulls in their fucking cupboard and is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Don't fall for them, Prin

"It will be hard this time. They are your enemies — and the top mafia family in the world, right now." "I don't fucking care who they are." The words came out low first, and then rose, cracking against the walls of the room like something unleashed. "Lance is mine. And only mine. If I can't have him — no one can have him either." A fist slammed against what remained of the table. "*Shouts.*" "...Boss, but... we have to wait a while." The man on the phone pressed on despite the danger of it, because someone had to. "You recently made your appearance. They're all on alert right now."

She placed her arms akimbo, waiting to hear him speak. “I'm just here to tell you that you are mine; and when I love, I love mercilessly. I will kill to be with the one I love, even if it costs my life. That is the danger side of me you haven't met, and I wish you don't see it,” he warned and walked away from her. Her mouth dropped agape as she watched him walk away, wondering how she got entangled in this debacle. She hurried into her room and shut the door behind her.

We breached most of his fucking rules. “Thank god you are not stupid and you can learn. Seeing you like this makes me a little at ease, you are not one of those silly girls who thinks they can change him or some shit. The man is my closest friend since forever but I fucking know that he is dangerous, hell even I get scared of him sometimes. My friend is a sick, possessive bastard who would kill his favorite toy but not give it or let anyone have it. When you get the chance, you should leave and never look back.”

“Who?” Damien hesitated. “It’s complicated. But I think it’s Luca.” Luca’s eyes darkened. “I knew they wouldn’t stop until they got me.” He swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the threat bearing down on him. Elena squeezed his hand. “We’ll protect you. Together.” The room seemed to shrink as the danger closed in. Every choice, every move from now on had consequences not just for them, but for everyone they cared about. Hours passed as they strategized, contacting old allies, preparing for the inevitable clash. Outside, the city stirred awake, unaware of the shadow war brewing beneath its surface. Elena’s mind raced, replaying every possible scenario, every risk.