Mr Unchained Novels & Stories

I was so, so wrong. Because the moment I called him “Uncle,” with just enough heat to get under his skin, he looked at me like a man who’d just remembered how to feel—and what it meant to want. And then he took off his shirt. There was no hesitation or shame in the action. The crisp fabric fell from his shoulders, and I saw the body that lived hidden beneath the suit—scars branded across golden skin, carved muscle that moved with slow, deliberate power. He stepped forward, his glacial eyes smoldering beneath lashes that cast long shadows. “You asked for this,” he rasped, voice low and hoarse.

Thank God I was wearing seat belt. What the hell? I got out of the car to go see what happened. A gasp left my lips seeing the damage on my car. The car I bought last week. The car I used all my savings on. I turned to the motorcycle that hits my car. The person standing beside it wore all black and an helmet. I tried not to shout on top on my lungs. After all, I'm in the middle of the road. "Mr Man, don't you have eyes or don't you know how to drive" I commenced as calm as I can.

Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 22: My name … my real name. It’s Ezekiel. . There was the oddest expression on Rio’s face when Gianna gave him one last look. It was unlike anything Gianna had seen from him before. She didn’t know what the look meant, or why she was getting it. But then there was the barest hint of a smile, and it was even more unsettling than the look before.

I tried as much as I could to avoid my mother's face as I stood on the stage while my father was around, shaking hands with his wealthy friend who came up to congratulate him. Another marking day for us. “Robert, you bought Xn, the same company wrecking you including us, your friends.” “What sort of stunt is that?” One of the men said whilst shaking Dad. I and Elliot heard the man loud and clear or so I thought. The man's face was a bit saddened and didn't look like he was happy to hear of Dad's supposed achievement. “Oh yes, I bought it my friend to save us further from the wreck it has caused us already. Think about it,” Dad answered.

A room with shelves filled with tools no sane man should own. Chains on the ceiling. Steel tables. Knives, hooks, clamps. Electric rods. Salt water. Leather restraints. Everything polished… and ready. Walter collapsed on the floor, sobbing so hard his body convulsed. Bryan cracked his neck and spoke in a calm, casual voice: “Let’s begin.” What happened next… Was not quick. Was not merciful. And was not loud. Because Walter’s voice gave out thirty minutes in. His throat could no longer produce sound.

And he was not going to waist it. For another half an hour neither spoke a word, though the radio kept them company as songs played all the way back to the house. Finally arriving at the house, Charlotte pushed the door open and jumped out of the car. She turned on her 3G and checked her social media's, although she didn't have that many friend she still managed to get addicted to it. She knew it was bad for her mental health, because sometimes it got her so insecure she wanted to take her life, and other times it motivated her to hit the gym. It was a fifty, fifty situation.

After breakfast I change into my white transparent tiny bikini the bottoms are a thong my mother bought this for me when I was sixteen I have never worn it until today Mr Parker has a couple of his Friends over playing porker in the pool house which is facing the loungers in the pool I wear a bikini cover over it with flip flops walking next door. I already texted Kaylee, Carson and his friend will be there with one other friend of ours Julie. When I get there the guys are already here Carson is already in the Pool the friend who's name is Ryan is hot dark mocha skin ,inky black hair and dark eyes Maybe he will work well in my stage two plan to seduce Mr Parker.

His words were really despotic. About twenty seconds later, a man with a pale face and skinny figure walked out. It was Ryan, Mark of the River Mountain’s CEO. He stood in front of a few dozen party poppers, and it looked like he wanted to sacrifice his life for righteousness.

I have only one man I like and that's not him. “Are you good timing me? He won't be my crush.” I declared before I went inside the bathroom. But before I could even pull and locked the door, my hands flew on my mouth when she groaned. I was taken a back at Andy's problematic voice with the name she puts in. “Grace, are you listening to me? That man is Mr. Rage Thompson of Thompson Cruise Corporation! Do you hear me?”

I love dancing I always used to take part in skits in school. I so much engrossed in the music that I didn't realize that I have stopped cleaning and was just dancing in the messed up room. "Riyan why are you standing at the window " I hear someone yell. I turned to see from where the yelling was and my mouth parted in shock. Riyan was standing at the window of his house and the worst HE WAS FREAKING RECORDING IN HIS PHONE " what the hell are you doing Riyan " I yelled he stopped recording and kept the phone in the pocket of his pants. I now realize how close our windows are. We didn't notice before because Sharma uncle used to live alone he never opened the window.