The Kept Man Strikes Back Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I muttered as the man grabbed hold of me , ready to lay me on the bed . "I wouldn't want to play games with you,the money before we get down to business and Why are you trying to romance me ,we agreed on twerking and stripping, I'm not your personal slut or sex toy , I strips not sex "I corrected and the man forcefully lay me over as he try to get over me, I push him off me and then Hit him with my shoe before running out of the room. Coming here to look for money was definitely a bad idea,there should be a way out .

"I didn't give you all that money and these living conditions for you to be a petty b*tch!" After he slammed the door on his way out, I sauntered out with a smile on my face. Seeing Daphne's new shoes at the door, I stepped on them as hard as I could. At one o'clock, I arrived at Verona's company on the dot. I just didn't expect there to be two unexpected visitors who came along with me. The moment Zephyr saw me, his face turned into a cool glare. "Why are you here?"

One by one, I threw them to the floor. In seconds, four guards lay groaning on the floor. The ballroom fell silent. No one expected a man who looked so lean to be so deadly. I looked at Moon and smiled. I pointed at her and Ryan. “Moon, and you, Ryan! “I’ll not only ruin you and strip you of everything, but I’ll also make you suffer exactly like Xavier suffered. “I’ll force you to kneel at his grave and repent until death comes to claim you!”

He flipped open a dossier with the Carlyle crest on the front, a smirk playing on his lips. “So… the boy found the book,” he murmured. A figure stepped from the shadows. “Do we proceed?” The man swirled the scotch. “Not yet. Let him believe he’s safe. Let him think he’s won.” He snapped the dossier shut. “Then… we strike.”

“You would give that to me this instant, woman.” “The Keeper” I spun around, clutching the scroll tight to my chest as I recognized the voice. The Keeper steps from the shadows near the door like he was always been there. His presence is quiet, but chilling. He looks human tonight but that’s the most dangerous form of all. “I won’t,” I snap, tucking the scroll safely into a pouch on my waist. Without saying any more words, he lunged at me with the tenacity of a beast. We clash. My shoulder slams into his chest, and we both crash against the wall.

Somehow, her bottom was only covered with a thin cloth. Jean covered her upper body with her hands because the mysterious man intensely stared at her. His stare made her uncomfortable. The man approached Jean, who was still frozen with a slightly trembling body with fear. "Open." He coldly ordered her again. Jean then opened her hand. The man whispered right in her ear. "I bought you at a brothel-" The man paused. "So ... You are my bitch. CHAPTER 1 New York City, one of the busiest cities in America. A city with all its routines without knowing the time.

He wasn’t just a man. He was a storm in human form. But even storms could be redirected. And I had a plan. He pulled his hand away slowly, like he was savoring the feel of my skin. Like I was something to be claimed, catalogued, caged. I didn’t even blink. “Call your men off,” I said coldly, stepping back. “Because if you don’t, I swear, you’ll regret it.” He chuckled. A deep, amused sound that echoed through the trees.

⸻ Nothing. No future. ⸻ No destiny. ⸻ No final chapter. ⸻ 😨 ⸻ 🌙 Orion Understands Orion stepped closer. ⸻ For a long moment he stared at the empty pages. ⸻ Then his face changed. ⸻ Because he understood something before anyone else. ⸻ “This isn’t theft.” ⸻ Silence. ⸻ The Keeper looked toward him. ⸻ “What do you mean?” ⸻

He had to keep up his retarded identity and act like he was stupid and didn't have a wolf for so long now, and as he saw the man cower in fear, he felt a bit of satisfaction. The man didn't yield though, instead of giving Caspian an answer, he threw a blow. It was a very wrong move, as Caspian caught his fist mid- air, a low growl came from his throat and threw a punch of his own. A sickening sound resonanted across the room as Caspian's fist connected squarely on the man's jaw, sending him to his knees. Caspain grabbed the man by the neck and hoisted him above the ground, his golden eyes turned shades darker "Who sent you?" His voice was even more colder now. The man shook his head, he refu

He used it to strike the man in the shoulder. ‎ ‎The man stumbled back. ‎ ‎The third man swung the metal bar at the stranger's head. ‎ ‎The stranger turned, not fast enough and the bar clipped his shoulder. ‎ ‎Maya's breath caught in her throat. ‎ ‎The stranger recovered quickly. ‎ ‎He grabbed the attacker's wrist. Twisted it making the man howl in pain. ‎ ‎The stranger kicked him in the chest sending him crashing to the ground. ‎ ‎The silence that followed was heavy.