Novel & Cerita Wicked Intentions

Her body ached everywhere — ass, pussy, thighs — but she felt strangely safe. She was starting to crave the pain. She was starting to crave him. As she drifted off in his arms, Viktor kissed the top of her head and whispered against her hair: “By the end of this month, you won’t want to leave me, Aliyah. You’ll beg to stay owned by the Wicked.” And deep down, in the part of her that was already addicted, she knew he was right.

Piper chimed in, 'I want to see her again. I answered, 'Sorry. That won't happen. Kane will kill me and that is not something I will risk at this point.' Piper huffed. Aidan said he would like us to start with the rogue she named Jerk. He apparently was the most vicious to her and was responsible for her broken ribs. Also he was their second in command. The note said, "she thinks he is their version of a Beta but not worthy of that title" She is funny. "I am good with starting with Jerk."

He could ensure that wherever she was, she couldn’t hide. A wicked thought crept into his mind, sharp and dangerous. He could report her missing. Every station, every border, every police force would be alerted. The world would be looking for her, and she would have nowhere to hide. He clenched his fists again, jaw tight. It’s not love. It’s not care. It’s possession. It’s control. The reminder steadied him. The thought of her panic, of her being forced to surface, made a twisted sense of satisfaction curl in his chest.