**how did he get here **
Araya's POV**
I stood there, watching Ashley run out of the room, her face streaked with tears and her heart shattered. I couldn't blame her for leaving like that; I knew what I had just done. But it still hurt, the weight of my actions pressing down on me. I had never meant to push her away, but there was so much happening inside me-so much that I couldn't explain, not even to myself.
I let out a deep sigh and walked slowly back to my room. It felt like the walls were closing in around me, like the air itself was too thick to breathe. My heart ached with a pain I couldn't escape. I closed the door softly behind me and leaned against it for a moment, allowing myself to feel the crushing loneliness that had become my constant companion.
The quiet of the house was overwhelming. There was no one here now but me-the chirping of birds outside the only sound breaking the silence. I walked out onto the terrace, looking up at the sky. It was late afternoon, and the sun was hanging low in the sky, casting a warm golden light over everything. There was something almost ethereal about it today. I outstretched my arms, letting the sun's warmth soak into my skin, as though I could absorb some of its energy to heal the ache inside me.
But deep down, I knew it wouldn't be enough. It never was. I longed to close my eyes and slip away from this world, even if just for a moment, but reality always had a way of pulling me back. My mind kept returning to Ashley and Alex. Ashley hated me now, I was sure of it. She was devastated by what had happened. And Alex? She wouldn't stop coming, no matter how much I begged her to leave me alone.
I instinctively placed my hand over my stomach, protective, though no one could see. No one knew. Not yet. And I wasn't sure I was ready for anyone to know, especially now, when everything in my life was unraveling.
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**Nora's POV**
I sat in the back of the cab, my reflection in the rearview mirror pulling a devilish grin from my lips. I'd arrived in New York two days ago, checked into a hotel, and now it was time to get to work. This city, with its endless possibilities, was my playground, and I was here to conquer it. But it wasn't just about fun-it was about power, control, and proving to everyone, especially my father, that I could handle whatever came my way.
I looked at myself one last time before stepping out of the car. I was dressed to kill: a tight red bodycon dress, bold gold accessories, and black pencil heels. My red hair was clipped up with a gold hairpin-simple but striking. I had everything I needed to catch his attention.
I remembered my dad's words from earlier. "He's a mafia boss, Nora. Be careful. Stay on his good side, and report everything to me."
"Where can I find him?" I'd asked.
"He owns Erikson, a global company. I've worked with him before, but trust me, he's not someone you want to mess with," my dad had warned. "He's dangerous, and no one challenges him. Ever."
"Does he have a family?" I had pried, curious about the man I was about to meet.
"His parents were killed when he was young-by the Paris mafia boss, Diego. But when he turned 15, he took his revenge. Wiped out Diego and his entire gang. Since then, no one has dared to cross him."
I'd found it all fascinating. My dad was scared of him, which only made me more determined to meet him, to break him. It amused me to think about what my dad would say if he knew what I was planning.
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I pulled into a high-end nightclub, the lights flashing in the night as I made my way inside. I'd already been tipped off about his arrival. There was no need to waste time waiting. My job would be easier with my figure and charm. He was a sucker for women with curves, and I knew how to use that to my advantage.
I stepped out of the car, checking myself in the rearview mirror. Perfect. I reapplied my lipstick and walked confidently into the club, the music pulsing around me.
As I approached the entrance, the bouncer held out his hand. "Security pass, please."
I handed it over, watching as he scanned me up and down. After a moment, he nodded and returned it. "Enjoy your night," he said, his smile polite but professional.
"Thanks," I muttered, brushing past him and into the crowd. I wasn't here to socialize-I was here to find him. And it didn't take long.
In the center of the room, surrounded by three massive bodyguards, he stood out like a predator among prey. It was him. The man my father had warned me about. His cold, calculating eyes flickered to me for a brief moment, and I felt a strange mix of excitement and dread.
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**Dragons' POV**
I watched the room with a practiced eye, my bodyguards flanking me, but my mind was elsewhere. There was too much going on, too many people to deal with. Jack, one of my men, was talking to me, but I barely heard him. My thoughts were consumed by the problems we had to deal with.
"Don't tell me he's still refusing to comply?" I growled.
Jack hesitated. "No, boss. He's asking for more time."
More time? How much more time? My patience was already stretched thin, and the last thing I needed was someone wasting it. I slammed my fist on the table, causing Jack and the others to jump.
"I've given him more than enough," I snapped. "I'm done waiting."
Before anyone could respond, a voice cut through the tension-a soft, almost musical voice.
"Mind if I join you?"
I turned, my gaze narrowing as I took in the woman standing behind me. She was striking-wearing a tight red dress, her smile predatory yet inviting. She moved with confidence, like she belonged here.
"Sure," I said, though my interest was piqued. There was something about her.
"I'm Nora," she said, taking the seat next to me, her eyes never leaving mine. "And you are?"
"Dragon," I answered shortly, my eyes scanning her more carefully. My men exchanged looks, their expressions wary. They knew better than to trust anyone who walked in with that kind of confidence.
"We'll keep an eye out, boss," Jack muttered, his voice carrying a note of caution as they stood up and backed away.
Nora sipped her drink, her eyes glinting with a mixture of curiosity and something else-something I couldn't quite place.
"I'm new to the city," she said, her voice soft but purposeful. "Someone recommended this club. Said I'd meet some handsome men."
I raised an eyebrow. "You come here often?"
She shrugged, a coy smile playing at her lips. "Not really. Just looking to make some new friends."
I chuckled, leaning back in my chair. "Well, you've certainly got the attention of one."
She smiled, and I saw the flash of something darker in her eyes. "I'm also the type who knows exactly what she wants."
My curiosity only deepened. "And what is it that you want?"
Without missing a beat, she leaned closer. "Do you want to fuck my tits?"
I stared at her, momentarily taken aback. But she wasn't asking-I could see it in her eyes. She was daring me. And I knew right then that I would be more than happy to play along.
I'd already slipped something into her drink-a little something to make her more pliable. And as I watched her rise from her seat, her hips swaying in a way that promised trouble, I knew I had her exactly where I wanted her.
fuck me dragons! please fuck my juice dry. I want you I need you." she said and took the initiative to plant her lips on mine.
"I responded quit soon By deepening the kiss. the music , loud enough to cover up her moan of pleasures I scooped her up and went into the nearest rooms in the club.
i plopped her into the bed while she giggles softly. I haven't slept with an ass for a full months and she she will satisfy my cravings and wants all this times.
"Fuck me honey please she beg me coming I to me and I smile tearing up her dress to expose her huge ass and breast she was bare,no panty or bras except the dress. Excitement elude me and I cupped her breast socking all the juices in it.
her moans filled the room making me go further and deeper. When I was done I took her other breast and did the same to it. I could bet she was all wet and ready to be fucked.
Please!.. dragons...fuck...me...please she moaned. Finally when I knew she was on the verge of reaching cloud nine,I stop and unfastened my pants zip.
"You are so huge! she exclaimed and took my dick into her mouth sucking the juice out and I moaned loudly. The pleasures I felt was real and new.
She probed harder eating all my dick in a whole.
2 minutes later I cum Into her mouth and proceed to fucking her ass.
Call my name bitch." I roared going faster and deeper into her. She moaned waggling her waist.
Please!.. dragons...fuck...me...please she moaned. Finally when I knew she was on the verge of reaching cloud nine,I stop and unfastened my pants zip.
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**Araya's POV**
The next morning
I woke up with a start, my heart racing in my chest. Something felt off. My eyes fluttered open, and the dim light of the room made everything feel hazy. It took me a moment to process everything around me, but then I felt it-a hand around my waist.
My first thought was that it was Ashley. Had she come back to sleep beside me after our fight? But when I turned, my blood ran cold.
He was there. The man I feared.
I jerked back with a scream, my breath catching in my throat as I scrambled out of bed. My heart pounded in my ears, and panic clawed at my chest. How did he get in here? How did he find me?
He yawned, stretching as if he hadn't just terrified me. A devilish grin spread across his face as he looked at me, his eyes cold and calculating.
"Aren't you happy to see me, sex doll?" he teased, his voice mocking.
I glared at him, my mind racing for an explanation, but none came. I instinctively moved my hand over my stomach, protective of the secret I was still hiding.
"Don't worry," he added, his gaze shifting to my stomach. "I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other."
I hated him. I hated everything about him. But deep down, I knew I couldn't escape. He had me trapped.
"How did you get in?" I demanded, my voice shaky but defiant.
He chuckled so
ftly, his eyes narrowing as he looked me over. Then, in a voice filled with a surprising amount of concern, he asked, "Are you pregnant?"
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