Taming Mr Black Drama Short Novels & Stories

I pulled at the shirt I was wearing, trying to cover myself as best as I could. Mr Black got up from his seat and moved closer to me. I looked over at the door and felt like running and never stopping. He stopped just a little way in front of me, eyeing me. I watched as his eyes took me in, undressing me with his look. I started to shake, feeling more violated than I've ever been before. Tears burned my eyes, but I bit the inside of his lips to keep them at bay. "Such a pretty little thing, although not quite as beautiful as the girls my son normally brings home."

He can't find me. I have to run away, somewhere, anywhere. He just can't find me. He may already know where I am for all I know. I walked right into a hard wall, stumbling back I lost my balance. I waited for my body to come in contact with the ground but it never came. I opened my tightly shut eyes, all the breath was knocked out of my lungs as I stared into a mesmerizing pair of green eyes. "Mr Black?" His face was barely an inch away from mine, his breath fanned against my face.

He didn’t like leaving Annie but he didn’t want to make her feel like shit. Annalise sighed and shook her head before wheeling herself to Mr. Black’s cubical. As soon as Mr. Black saw Annalise enter, he quickly shot up from his seat and walked up to her. Mr. Black was a man in his mid-fifties. His hair grey shined and he wore golden rimmed spectacles. His stomach bulged out of his body and he was a short man. “You must be Annalise. Mila had informed me about your arrival.” He said and guided her to his table and over a chair to make some space for her.

he told me, winking at me. "And yes I watched fifty shades of grey last night. So I have learned many things from it. And I am looking forward to practically do all the things I have learned from it. Are you interested to practice it with me," Mr. Noah told me, with a devilish smirk appearing on his face. What the hell? First of all he was with me last night, so I know he didn't watch any movie. I asked as I could come up with no other thing than this.

Bowing to the brooding man, Sara clenched her fists and answered him. “Everything has been taken care of, Mr. Black.” *****

Mister Black said to himself while smiling. Since Oscar is the one Cecelia is dancing with, Mister Black became less at ease, as he went to sit down, but didn't lose his guard of looking over Cecelia. Mister Black has been sitting in the club for more than five hours now and could see that Cecelia is wasted because Cecelia could no longer stand properly on her own. The plan of Oscar was quite obvious because he had drugged Cecelia without her being aware. Mister Black was already fed up with Oscar's childish game, so he got up from his seat, ready to carry Cecelia home, but then huge men from nowhere suddenly surrounded him, as if they were aware of his interior motive all along.

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“That drunk piece of shit showed up at Cameron’s door at midnight? Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I let out a shaky laugh, still replaying the scene in my head. “Yeah. He was totally wasted, Em. Screaming, banging on the door, calling me every name in the book. He tried to punch Cameron and ended up face-planting on the floor like an idiot. Security had to drag him out while he kept yelling ‘You ruined me, you bitch! You’ll fucking pay!’”

Nero now spent more hours with the soldiers than at home, and she kept herself busy painting her canvases, staying far away from anything mafia-related. All we could do was hope they’d find happiness in that marriage, just as we hoped Frank would find love again and put an end to his nights of heavy drinking. "Daddy!" My kids’ shouts snapped me out of my thoughts, making me look straight to where they ran. Marco stood at the door, his face dirty, a cut on his forehead, his suit completely covered in blood, looking like he’d been through hell. But he knelt in front of our kids as soon as they ran to him.

All that power…It was hers to have, but Pierce thought he could mess her life up. The servants knew not to stare at her haphazard appearance and led her to Mrs. Elizabeth’s personal lounge, before leaving to inform her of Tami’s presence. “My darling, what a surprise!” Mrs. Blackwood gushed as she breezed into the room. Dressed immaculately in a navy blue dress and magnificent pearls. She stretched her hands out to hug Tami: “You should’ve told me you were coming today, I would have forced Malcolm back home early.” Tami sniffled and rose from the chair.