"I want to do things to you. Things only a man can do to a woman." he breathed on her neck. "I want to touch you in places that will make your toes curl. I want to have your body pinned under me in my bed. I want to pleasure you until the only thing you can think of is my name. I want to rake my hands all over your naked body and have you beg me for more. I want to hear you chant my name like a spell Allison. That is what I want to do to you."

He finally pulled away and looked at her face. He smiled at her flushed and dumbstruck expression. Her lips parted like she is going to say something but no word left her lips. She opened her mouth again and closed it.

"Breath." he said to her

"Wh...you ... how...I". She closed her mouth again not knowing what to say.


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A man who is used to getting whatever he wants, he lacks nothing; women, power, money, fame.
Promiscuous and unfeeling, he will do anything to get what he wants

Allison's only sister has been recently diagnosed of leukemia and a lot of money is needed for her treatment or she might die. Out of desperation,  Allison finds herself in the office of the cold CEO seeking for a high paying job as one of his employees but the CEO has another job for her.

Will he take pity on her?
Will he make her do something against her will?
Will she go any length to save her sister?

Trapped in her love

Kate woke up the next morning. She turned and didn't find Mason beside her. She heaved a sigh of relief, he had seriously scared her last night... and that sex, she could still feel her core aching. She got up from the bed and entered the bathroom but found him there. He was naked in front of the mirror, shaving his beards. 


Kate rolled her eyes as she turned to leave, but then she heard him say; 


She turned to look at him, his gaze was still focused on the mirror. 


"You know I hate when you call me that," she said. He mustn't remind her that she is in a marriage she was forced into. 


She ignored him as she opened the door to leave. 


"Fuck you till you cry Kate," he cut her off. Turning away from the mirror, he faced her. "And not the kind of cry that you look forward to. I guess you already had a taste of it yesterday." 


Surprised?