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

The silence that came next was loud.

Rachel looked like she was trying so hard to burn me with her eyes, her face alternating from white to blue with a victorious smile plastered on my face.

It feels so good. Just so you know, I've been so repressed these days because of her. I just find her so insufferable. She didn't even have to do or say anything. She could just sit there, and her presence would annoy me.

My hand touched my belly in thought.

Does my baby hate her as well? Do you feel the same as mommy?

I jolted when another hand touched my bump and saw Keith's hand gently caressing, watching it somewhat absentmindedly.

Look at him. He's so lost in thought that he didn't even notice his eyes softening.

"Ahem," Hidetsugu coughed and shuffled in his seat, probably feeling uncomfortable at how silent the table had gotten.

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