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

"I'll get it that you are upset and scared shitless right now, but don't ever call me a murderer," Eris asserted.

Wynter, who had her mind cleared for a moment, started crying. It was due from piled up stress and mixed emotions she's having right now. She didn't get to hold it back anymore whilst the floodgates.

Eris blinked away her irritation from earlier and stared at the crying woman before sighing.

"Ah, damn it," she muttered before she pulled Wynter to the direction of her car.

Wynter did not resist and went along, still sniffling at the background. Eris felt uncomfortable listening to her because she never knew how to comfort someone. So, she remained silent instead and let her weep all she wanted.

"Come on, get in," she instructed and guided Wynter in the passenger seat.

She then circled around to the driver's side and got in as well. Upon securing that Wynter has her seatbelt properly strapped on, the car sped away from the manor.

Melancholy