Love…. You could lose yourself in it or find yourself. It all depends on you.


Jealousy…. It drives one to the edge of madness. It paralyzes the mind, and drains the heart, damaging the soul. It teaches you what it takes to care. That’s what their relationship was made up of.


His eyes made her shiver with pleasure, it took her to euphoria and his voice made her lose her mind. That’s what she felt whenever she was with him, but not every day was sunshine and rainbows. He made her cry, he made her feel pain. He taught her the real definition of love; pleasure and pain.


He made her feel things that no one else ever could. She liked how cold and rough he could get and he liked how innocent she played. He liked teaching her new things and she liked learning from the best. They’d survive the intoxication of each other. They made it further than they thought they would on the grounds of love, jealousy and pain.

"What are you looking at?” he asked looking in the direction she was looking, “So... That's your type, huh?" he whispered in her ear with his hand on her thigh, clearly pissed. 

Siana moved away slightly from his warm breathe blasting on her face and his hand squeezing her thigh firmly. "Everyone out now!" he shouted then a smile came bursting through it all. She was alone shaking with fear and anxiety. 

She knew how he’d get whenever he was displeased, she knew the kind of psycho he was. He pulled her up from the chair and pushed her up against the wall, her hands enfolded in his and her breath breaking. He looked down then back up at her with a tiring look on his face and sighed, "You know you really drive me crazy," his lips hovering over hers. She had woken up the devil in him, something she did repeatedly. 

“I could be such a gentle man,” he whispered in her ear with a smirk.

OWNED BY THE MAFIA BOSS

There was no point running but her stupid brain wanted her to no matter how much she tried calming down her mind the only thing there was “Run!” 


 Alexander watched as she stood there with a fearless expression, but she wasn’t fearless only in his eyes she was. He asked himself if she was being stupid or brave but couldn’t get around to a meaningful answer. 


How could she have the guts to toss an object at him? The heavens itself must have been by her side or it was her left handedness that allowed her to miss, either way she should have been thankful that the slipper hit the wall and not him. 


At the loud growl of his voice Aden came running to his side ready to do as he commands. Alexander's words echoed through the empty back yard but drowned by fear her mind grasped only the word kill. 


A MAGNIFICENT THROW