The Double The Captain Of Her Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

she says cаrefully. I blink, cоnfused. “Okаy... and?” “And shе’s a wonderful girl, Eric,” shе sаys, hеr vоice sоftening. “I've knоwn hеr sinсe shе wаs a сhild. Shе's beautiful, educated, and has the kindest heаrt. I think shе would be a perfect match for you.” Hеr words leave me sрeechless. I stаrе at hеr, trying tо рrocess what shе just sаid. “Wаit, you’rе suggеsting I marry hеr?”

Clara explained, her voice soft but firm. My heart sank. I had been right. Dawzon was the owner of this luxurious yacht. And I had spent the night in his private cabin. The realization hit me like a wave, washing away the remnants of my drunken haze. I was in over my head, and I didn't know how to get out.

I could see the shift in her expression…the way her pulse jumped at her throat, the way her fingers curled into the fabric of my shirt, like she was afraid I might vanish if she let go. And then… A flicker of understanding ??? And her breath hitched. Because she knew? She knew what I could not say???Knew the war raging inside me??? The Alpha who had to be strong, the man who just wanted to burn the world down for her… yet… there was a world between the two of us. My jaw clenched. Her fingers loosened, sliding further down my chest, resting just over my heart. Thump. Thump. Thump. Too fast. Too loud.

She looked up and met his gaze, keeping her countenance neutral. “Yes, General Batton, both targets were acquired without incident.” “Without incident?” General Batton repeated with a chilly tone, his eyes settling on the Captain. “Nothing that wasn’t handled by my men efficiently.” The Captain bristled. General Batton’s lip curled up on one side. “Very good, Captain.” He looked back to Mikhail. “Hand over then.” Captain Vascal coughed, clearing his throat nervously then announced his detainees. “Lord Mikhail Semenov…” He then tugged on the chain and pulled Kat up to beside himself and held the chain out to the General. “…and Katarina De’Basille, Sir.”

Shirley took a sip of juice, only to realize that tonight's juice was a beauty-enhancing herbal juice. Paired with tonight's dinner themed around flowers, setting aside the eerie atmosphere between the two, it was truly magnificent. She wondered how many women this captain had conquered with this move! He probably doesn't even have to try hard. Just a slight smile towards a woman is enough to make her fall head over heels, huh? Just as Shirley was lost in her thoughts, the captain gently spoke up, "Don't you want to know how my heart was stolen by you ?" Shirley glanced at the flower basket on the table, not wanting to know about that...

“I only slap best when the receiver knows the worth; that way, it will be well deserved.” “So… you would be carrying out two duties today, then?” She smirked naughtily. Then the doors flung open while they were anticipating catching us in a heated romantic moment and using that for a headline. It was the board that had waltzed in such a manner, pretending to get on my side while betraying me at the back and on a silver tray.

I was done letting people talk down to me like I was furniture in Stefan’s palace. As I neared our table, I caught Stefan’s gaze, his mouth curled into a smirk that said he saw everything. I shrug, let him smirk I meant every word. He turned back to his business partner as I sat, reaching for my phone to find a moment of calm until a soft voice interrupted me. “Damn, when they said Stefan married some random woman, I expected... well, random chick, but you are breathtaking.” I look up, she was stunning and very pregnant.

Betty's voice was barely audible as she whispered, "I know you're a good man, Mateo." Mateo's eyes dropped to her other hand, as she gently raised it placing it on his chest. He was surprised as she touched the scar on his chest. A small smile played on her lips as she said, "Beneath this torn flesh is a golden heart, but hidden by the scar of a feared man."

“Not as long as you’re doing my bidding, and making me happy.” Her heartbeat skipped, either in panic or desire, she wasn’t certain. But it didn’t matter. She could not make him happy the way he wanted. She lifted her chin. “Captain Hawk, the only way I wish to please you is by being the best cabin…eh, boy you have ever had.” His gaze swept over her attire in a leisure exploration. “Oh, my dear, you’re certainly not going to compare with my last cabin boy.”

'' The captain, who was sitting on a large leather chair in the middle of the room, his feet resting on the body of the second girl who was lying dead at the foot of the chair, ran his eyes over Sara's body several times, liking how thin yet curvaceous it was, even without her long silver locks were gone and were replaced by a weird black cut and the vivid scars that covered half of her face, and even with the large man clothes she was wearing, the girl was still very beautiful with desirable body and a sharp edge and pride that made him want to torture and fuck her until she submitted to him, he always liked the feisty ones, they were always the ones that steered the fun, unlike the docile