Raeven_Black

"What you gonna do? Force your way out?" He smirked.

My eyes widened due to his audacity.

"Y-you a$$hole!" I exclaimed in annoyance.

Why can't he understand the word no?

I saw how his demeanor got dark. His already chinky eyes narrowed into slits as he glared daggers at me. His stance grew predatory, and I blanched. He's being scary.

"I am what?" He whispered animosity is on his voice.

My tongue got tied as I tried to bite back a curt and failed. He was already walking towards me, but I held my place. I'm not going to show him he can intimidate me.

We were just mere centimeters apart now, and his scent invaded my personal space again.

"You are staying." He mumbled.

His fingers traced the contour of my collar bone before dipping at the hollow on my neck.

"And you know that we still have that deal, yeah?"

He moved his fingers up my neck and grabbed me by my nape before pulling me close to him. His face hunched closer to nuzzle my neck, and then he started pressing little kisses that made my eyes close. He is seducing me...

"We're going to seal that deal sooner or later, Lyubov moya. I hope you're ready." He rasped in my ear right before he bit down.
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Wynter McIver, Queen of the Boardroom. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she always gets what she wants. At 28, her mother pushes her to marry, but she never agreed nor even think about it.

She's in her prime life and being tied down is still out of her mind. She had boyfriends before, but none of them could coax her into marriage.

But when she met the ruggedly handsome and mysterious Keith Andrew Nagasaki, her thoughts in marriage fled out of the window. At last, she met her knight in an Armani suit, her other half, and she would do anything to have him. But when she discovered his deepest and darkest secret, she didn't know what to do. She was trapped in wanting the man and fearing him.

WARNING: R18

Credits to the artist

Psycho's Mine

They drove back to Wynter's place. Keith was steering the wheel smoothly now but the tension between the two of them only grew because of this. They both keep giving each other fleeting glances. Sometimes, Keith would grip her legs, squeezing it. This would only make Wynter feel more anticipated from what was to come.

Wynter would in return bite her lower lip as she covers her hand on his. All of those discreet touches and glances, made both of their bodies burn. Slowly building up until the fire could no longer be extinguished.

As the car halted in front of the building, both of them went out without waiting for the other. Keith then threw the car keys to the waiting valet at the side who got surprised by how abrupt it was.

The two couldn't care less though as Keith pulled Wynter with him in big strides. His hand was wrapped around her waist, slowly caressing the sharp curve of it. They were both in a hurry, and people could see that.

Burn