Gina_rites

A no strings attached night of pleasure with a hot stranger turned sour for Gemma when she woke up the following morning to find out that she had been kidnapped by no other but the same hot stranger, who happens to be one of her mafia family's rivals.

Unable to escape, she decides to piss off her captor in every way she could. But what she didn't know was that pissing Miguel off would do her no good.



~Excerpt

"Just this once, after tonight, you aren’t going to see him again." These were the words that Gemma kept saying to herself in her head as she and Sebastian stumbled into his hotel room, their lips locked in a searing kiss, and their hands fumbling to take off each other’s clothes.

"I…. I usually don’t do this," Gemma murmured into Sebastian’s mouth.
And then, She reprimanded herself for sounding so cliche. Isn’t that the sentence that every girl says to their one nightstand?

"I know," Sebastian said as he kissed his way down her throat.
"How do you….." Gemma forgot what she wanted to say when he kissed her pulse point and sucked on it.


Gemma nearly drowned from the noise that was inside her head, asking her to leave before things got out of hand, before her father and her brothers found out that she was missing.

"I think I should be…."

Gemma didn’t get to finish her sentence because Sebastian shut her up with a kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth and Gemma opened up for him.

"Oh…."

Inferno Heart

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gemma asked Miguel as he leaned against her bedroom door watching her intently.

He had recently returned from work and was dressed in a black dress shirt tucked into black slacks. His hair appeared a little tangled as if he had been pulling his fingers through it. He looked good in a bad way.

The top buttons of his shirt were undone and Gemma could see a glimpse of the tattoo on his chest.

"Just considering if it's a good idea for me to come close to you or not," Miguel said, a small smile playing on his lips.

"And why would you have to think about it first?" Gemma asked.

"I just got this shirt, I don't want puke on it," Miguel said pointing at his black dress shirt.

"Yeah right, I see you've got jokes," Gemma scoffed.

Miguel chuckled as he leaned off the door and walked up to her bed. "You can't blame me for trying to be careful."

Moment Of Peace