The Kept Man Strikes Back Chapter 1 の小説・ストーリー

“How did I get here?” He winks at me. “We had a nice time.” My flailing nerves harden immediately and a lava-hot rage bursts from within me. Jumping across the bed, claws out and teeth bared, I clutched at the strange man's thin neck. “I wouldn't let you touch me if I was a whore!” I cried through gritted teeth. “Who are you!”

So, what was someone like him doing in this situation, I wondered, maintaining my steady gaze in response to his probing stare. "I might not know who this man is, but I see he poses no threat to you. Because if he were a danger, you wouldn't be seeking comfort in his arms, shedding tears like a child. So, if you'll excuse me, I'm returning to the hospital," I stated firmly, noticing my mother's eyes welling up once again. Seriously, this woman is really getting on my nerves. "See, I told you all he's only concerned about his friends," she remarked, directing her gaze towards the man who had been holding my gaze just moments ago.

He shakes his head. "No. Why?" And then we look over and there is a man sitting in the corner in the shadows smiling at us with criminal intent. We both look at each other, but not before someone behind us grabs me and pulls me off the bed. I look up and see a man in a mask staring back at me with green eyes and his breath stinks like cigar smoke. He hits me over the head and I go out like a light. If you enjoyed this chapter and would like to read more please vote for me and leave gems.

This man spoke in a calmer voice than what I was expecting, the moment he turned his body to face me again, I moved my eyes away from the book to not give him the understanding that I was indeed plotting my escape. “I-I don’t know where they could be, but I could ask Leo-.” I began to say in hopes of stalling this man further but with an angry grumble, he lifts his hand up and backhands me up the face with his claws, sending me crashing to the ground in a heap.

The strange man still didn't speak. “You look rich. You should go to the club and find another woman. This one is ours tonight,” the first man said, reaching to grab me, but before his hand could meet me, the strange man grabbed and twisted it, and with just one push, the man was sent flying across the alley. I stiffened. My jaw dropped. “Who the fuck are you?” The second one asked, his voice almost shaky as they drew back. But Mr stranger remained silent yet again. He quietly and gently shoved me behind him, and as my hand brushed his skin, his muscles pulsed under my touch, and I could swear I heard him grow.

I whispered, “I have come to return a book I borrowed” He waved his hands in a motion that signaled for me to come. I did and handed the book to him. I expected he would complain about the time of the night, he did not. He saw the cover of the book and looked at me horridly. “You're banned from stepping your feet here,” the old man uttered. “Yeah, yeah. I'd leave, just shelf this back” I said making to leave. And he fell for my trap. He opened the book and then nothing happened.

We both took a deep sigh, and suddenly, he grabbed the back of my head, turned my face toward him, and crashed his mouth onto mine. He sucked on my lips deeply. "Kiss me back," he rasped against my lips, and a tear escaped from my eye. He looked at me, a frown etched on his face. "Kiss me back," he gritted out. "You might have forgotten Charlotte, Abram, but I didn’t," I said and got up from his lap, with his sin trickling between my thighs. *** He is such a nasty man! I hope you all like the nasty dirty chapter. Please like and comment. Thank you Buh bye.

Tanya didn’t forget to throw the flour at them, making the whole room filled with powder, blocking everyone’s vision. Tanya didn’t miss the chance to escape the room, she quickly run and slammed the door with the man’s voice shouting in the background. “Get her!! What are you doing!! Get that b*tch!! She stole my money!” the man yelled angrily as he holds his cheek that was hit. Author’s note: Heeyy!! Liking this chapter so far? If so then, thank you very much for reading this chapter, and have a nice day!!

A user with no name, only a symbol: A Silver Quill. ​"CHAPTER 128: THE AUTHOR'S REVENGE. YOU FORGOT... I HAVE AN UN-PUBLISHED MANUSCRIPT." ​Suddenly, the Respiration’s engines ignited on their own. The ship didn't fly forward; it began to Fly Backward—reversing through the events of the last ten chapters at impossible speed. ​"We’re being 'Undone'!" Elia screamed. ​The "Story" was being Rewound.

Then, with one terrifying calm motion, he grabbed Ray by the throat—just like that, and lifted him into the air as if he weighed nothing. "Ray!" I cried out, my heart pounding. Ray's form weakened, bones snapping back into place as he shifted back to human. His feet kicked helplessly while his fingers clawed at the man’s wrist. “Let… me… go…” I looked around desperately. There was nothing I could use. Nothing useful. Except for the book in my hand. Just a stupid cookbook. Without thinking, I hurled it as hard as I could at the man’s back. It hit him right between the shoulders with a dull thud.