Mischievous Kiss: Love In Tokyo Season 2

"I need an answer, Collins. Or is your guilt eating you up so bad that..." "There is no guilt," he deadpans, the weight of his words resting on my shoulders, making them sag in sorrow. "It was only a matter of time until you found out. I want to say I'm sorry, but that would be me lying..." Blood rushes to my ears. I can't believe what I'm hearing. "What? You're... you're not — " "No," he shrugs. "You brought this upon yourself." "Excuse me? I made you cheat?" "Yes." ----------------------- When hotshot billionaire mogul Collins Black propositions her to be his wife, twenty-two-year-old, script writer Anna Whitfield believes she's the luckiest woman on earth. But things quickly go sour when one year later, she discovers that Collins has been cheating on her with her best friend, Diana. What's worse? Collins proposes to Diana on a night which is supposed to be the most important night of her life. Enraged, and frustrated, Anna begs the nearest man she can find for a kiss to spite her ex-husband. But the man who obliges isn't just any man, but the most powerful mafia don in Russia. Viktor Ivanov. [NOTE: This is an ex-husband/mafia romance. You’re guaranteed to have a swell time reading. Do enjoy]

The sound of the liquor bottle breaking echoed against the walls of that room, making her flinched. She gazed into those intoxicated piercing green eyes hovering over her. "Leave from my room right now, Damien," her sapphire orbs filled with tears of terror, whereas her grip tightened on the towel covering her wet bare body but the person before her didn't follow her words. A shiver ran down her spine when he placed his both palms on the glass door behind her, caging her completely. "We will talk tomorrow when you will be sober up but please leave now," she attempted to push him away but her body froze when he pinned both of her wrists above her head, resulting in the towel slipping from her body. Her naked body trembled, both in fear and cold but the blazing rage in those bloodshed green eyes flamed up her being. She tried to wiggle out from his hold until…. "Do you still love him, Zia?" His question stabbed inside her heart like a dagger. Her tears of fear turned into anger. After she submitted every single inch of her to him last night, he was still asking her that question. "What if I said, yes…I still love Dylan then?" She challenged him but immediately hissed in pain when he dug his fingers in her tender skin. "Then I will kill him right in front of you," his cavernous voice husked against her lips but his words glossed her eyes more. How can he be so cruel that he didn't hesitate before thinking about killing his own brother? Her heart clenched when he pressed his lips against her and whispered those words in her mouth. "Because I will be the only person to ruin you in my love, Zia Damien Karlson,"

МАККОЛЭЙ: Холодный разум и гранитный камень вместо сердца. Таким я был с самого детства. Сын ученого, на которого возложены большие надежды и великие Цели. Хладнокровный, циничный, жесткий. Я не был способен на чувства и меня всегда все устраивало. Пока не появилась она. Она – главная загадка в этой безумной игре. Она исключение, пробудившее во мне человеческие эмоции и чувства. Она моя Энигма.

She was born to break him. He was cursed to crave her. And the bond between them might just burn them to ash.

Alors qu’Evalina se découvre une nouvelle famille et que les mystères concernant sa naissance se brisent peu à peu, les événements prennent une tournure dramatique. Emportée de force au Cœur de Réturis, elle comprendra vite que dans la guerre qui l’oppose à l’ennemi, le risque de tout perdre est omniprésent. Face à la noirceur qui l’habite, nombreux sont ceux qui commencent à voir en elle un être pire que la Démone. Les Surnaturels la craignent, mais lorsque l’un d’eux est brusquement assassiné, c’est toute l’alliance avec les métamorphes qui menace de voler en éclat. Comment continuer à se battre quand on devient son propre adversaire ? Le véritable ennemi de Réturis s’est-il vraiment montré au grand jour ?

Warning : mature sexual contents, read at your own risk. "Where are you going? " his deep morning voice rumbled. There goes my plan for a quiet escape. My throat clogged up tight, I couldn't face him... I didn't want to Those intense orbs made me squirm internally, my state of undress not helping the situation. I swallowed hard and met his gaze squarely. "last night was a ..mistake ..a lustful fling .... It's over, you should leave " I said tonelessly, my face void of any of the emotions I felt inside. How he moved so swiftly I didn't know, but next I was pressed against his naked hard chest. "Is that what you think? " I didn't want to look into his gaze, but his voice compelled me to. "That's exactly what it is " I repeated. I followed the trail of his gaze down to his belt which lay carelessly the floor. The one he had used on me , in many ways so dirty and sinful. The corners of his lips twitched in a smirk that made my heart leaped at a furious pace. "You are so wrong about that, i'll fucking show you just how much! " he growled, grabbing a fist of my air, he feasted on my lips. It was supposed to be just one night, I was supposed to leave before he awoke. So how did one passionate night lead to such a consuming obsession that threatened to scorch me and scald me until there was nothing left. Find out in the story of Mel and Sebastian (this is a sequel to the bully's obsession) I recommend you read book one before this for better understanding.

Menikah dengan pria yang baru ditemuinya dalam hitungan hari tidak masuk dalam bayangan dan juga pikiran Naila. Permasalahan dengan pria dari masa lalunya telah selesai tapi tidak dengan dokter yang dijanjikan sebuah jawaban, dan Naila tidak akan bisa menjawab apapun pada dokter tersebut yang tidak lain adalah sahabat sepupunya. Irwan menikahi Naila karena pertemuan pertama saat melamar kerja di cafe milik ayah Naila, pertemuan kedua tanpa sengaja membuat Irwan yakin untuk menikahi Naila. Kemudahan di dapat dengan kehadiran saudaranya yang memiliki hubungan dekat dengan keluarga Naila, saat itu juga Irwan memutuskan menikahi Naila dengan kesederhanaan ketika mereka liburan. Apa tujuan Irwan menikahi Naila? Cinta atau ada sesuatu hal lain? Bagaimana dengan masa lalu Naila?

«Я слишком хорошо знаю что такое, когда у тебя есть все, включая здоровое и молодое тело. Но внутри меня нет. Моя душа была давно истлена и уничтожена в тюрьме для особо опасных преступников – в Адинбурге. Это место, где в тебе по капле убивают человечность, и за шесть лет пыток служителям ада удалось сотворить со мной это. День, когда я почувствовал страх за девушку, которая была этого не достойна, стал для меня надеждой. Верой в то, что я смогу почувствовать хоть что-нибудь. Но мой цветок, что прикидывался этой надеждой, оказался отравой, ядом и еще одним проклятьем, которое я должен искоренить в себе раз и навсегда. Я больше не хочу быть человечным. На этот раз моя игра будет еще жестче, потому что я собираюсь разорвать Камелию в клочья, пока она не будет умолять меня о… смерти.» – Брэндан.

Jake despised weak women, especially women who showed interest in him. A strong and independent woman was what could drive the beast in him, but there was Cassie. Adopted by Jake's uncle at the age of six, Jake treated her like his sister, but how did things change? ---CASSIE--- I imagined him. Just the thought of him had me squeezing my thighs. I kept my eyes closed so I could focus my thoughts on him. My breathing grew heavier as I rubbed my clit, and my body started to tense up, feeling like I was about to tip over the edge of my orgasm. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt the walls of my room start spinning faster and faster as I rubbed on my clit frantically. I imagined him flipping me onto my back and starting to slowly kiss and lick my body, from my stomach to the peak of my breasts. I could feel his hands work their way down between my legs and I moaned. His expert moves had me losing my breath. "Oh, Jake..." ---JAKE--- Fuck! My steps halted and I instantly regretted my decision to walk into her room without knocking. The bathroom door wasn't fully closed, and I could hear the shower going, but when I turned to leave, her moan reached my ears, stirring my cock alive. Cassie... I almost groaned her name. And then, out of nowhere, she moaned my name, and I swear, my knees went weak. "Damn!" (Read at your own risk!)

Я не люблю полутонов и недочувств. Я беру все или ничего. И если я люблю, то это, минимум цунами, максимум ядерный взрыв, который уничтожит всё в радиусе сотен тысяч километров. И когда я говорю этой голубоглазой девочке, что люблю ее, это не радостная новость. Это приговор. Нам обоим.