Roy X Ross Novels & Stories

My body was betraying me again, a heavy, confusing spike of arousal pooling low in my belly just from the way he was looking at me. He wasn't looking at me like a sister. He was looking at me like a man who had just realized his favorite toy had been played with by someone else. "Answer him, Roxy," Damian taunted from beside me, his breath hot against my neck. Leo’s thumb brushed over my bottom lip, his touch surprisingly gentle, but his eyes were pitch black with obsession. "Tell me he didn't take what belongs to this family," he whispered, leaning in so close I could smell the expensive cedar and mint of his cologne. "Because if he did... I’m going to have to take it back."

Lucian stretched it out and she helped him put on the Rolex watch. “Bent down for me a little,” she stood on her tip toes as he leant closer for her to be able to put the chain around his neck. “There it is done,” she took a step back. He was touched. Her simple action had melted his heart and made it skip a beat like the first time he saw her. She had left him stunned and lost of words. He wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer in a hug. “I hope this isn’t too fast?” he husky asked and she just lean into his touch her hands around his shoulders.

My eyes were still tightly closed. "stop...no...your breath stinks "I heard myself muttering that consistently. I heard a dark chuckle and the warm thing on my jaw moved slowly, slightly teasing upwards. "Here's the rope you asked for tiger." A female voice interrupted. He stepped away from me. My legs gave way underneath me and I slowly buckled to the floor. My hair was already messy and matted and annoyingly sticking to my face.

He said while he narrowed his eyes down maintaining his charming smile. “I’m the Chief Managing Officer of Blackwood Inc., and the Son of the CEO and founder of Blackwood Inc, Lucas Blackwood, pleased to make your acquaintance Rose” Rose’s eyes widened with utter shock. “...What…?”

Then, he gave me a polite smile. The view changed after that. Rose stood there, lost in her thoughts. Everything around her is dark and broken. She started to move, she moved her right foot towards the jeep, then she slowly moved another and after a step she stopped and turned her neck to her shoulder and a drop of water moved out from her beautiful black eyes and then slipped on her red cheeks.

“I’m not known for my friendliness I’m afraid” “You didn’t even ask me what my name is” “I suppose it’s because I’m not interested enough to inquire but you’re free to tell me and I will remember it as I have a pretty good and photographic memory” “wow, you’re cold as fk, I like it” he takes my hand and kisses it “I’m Cory, the Royal Beta” “oh well it’s nice to meet you Beta Cory, I’m Roho but my friends call me Roro” “Roro, cool”

Xander's cool voice cuts through my thoughts. I take a deep breath. Ragnar only glances back. "It's okay, Zoya," I mutter to myself, remembering that Xander was always like this—cold, opening up only to what he believed in. Once upon a time, I was part of what he believed in too. "It's Zoya," I say. There's no reply. Only silence that cuts deeper than any outburst would have. I look back at the screen, wondering if he ended the call, and finally,

“Sent from a device registered under Pedro’s company. Corporate account. Sloppy.” The room went very still. Roy’s eyes met Ryan’s, something unspoken passing between them—an agreement forged without words. “Then we pay Pedro a visit,” Roy said. There was no hesitation. No doubt. Just inevitability. I pulled back slightly, wiping my tears with the heel of my hand. My voice came out steadier than I felt. “Together.” Ryan nodded once. “Together.” Roy tilted my chin up and kissed me hard—possessive, grounding, full of promise. Not comfort. Commitment.

“I… I still don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Stop acting foolish and take a trip down memory lane. You were in your room when I ordered my guard to bring you,” he paused, looking at Alexandra. He chuckled when he saw her expression. “Yes, I can see you’ve remembered.” He turned away from her as if done with the discussion, then fixed his gaze on me. “Rossi, I find it hard to believe you and your brother could achieve such things after spending time in prison following your father's death, but thankfully that has been addressed.” All eyes were now on me.