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Ain't love Enough, Sir?

Ain't love Enough, Sir?

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Her heart began to beat rapidly against his chest. "Crystalline" he called her in a warning. "We aren't made for each other." He pushed her to the wall in a rugged breath and ran his tongue from her neck to jawline encapsulating her in his arms. Heat crept from her center to her face and she started panting with unrest. He looked down and saw the protrusion of her shapely buds. "Crystalline, you have no idea about the things you do to me. You are the only woman I ever desired. Loving you is a sin I cannot forbid myself from doing and no adultery is bloodless." He whispered and attached his lips to hers but seconds later pushed her away rigidly. "Had I believed in marriages, you wouldn't have been my ......" Crystalline Collins comes to New York on a scholarship with a dream career in Nutrition. On a tumultuous day, her mother calls and informs her father that she needs urgent heart surgery. Chained with commitments, the kind of commitments that she couldn't necessarily control, for want of resources she performs as a model followed by a date and enters into unholy congress with a reputed mogul because of which she gets pregnant. Abraham Rochester is hot, virile, and manly. Girls worship the soil he walked upon. But he used them only as play toys and believed marriage was not in his cards after a failed relationship with one of his college mates. To save her face in society and arrange money for her dad's heart operation Crystalline enters into contract matrimony with Abraham who misunderstands her as a gold digger. Torn is the beauty with the beast until he is drawn by her mesmerizing fragrance which ignites a flame of desire that burns brighter than any woman he had ever read. Explore, Ain't love Enough, Sir? A hate-to-love heated chemistry of a billionaire with a middle-class girl.

Chapter 1 Sneak-peek

Abraham drew menacing steps towards the anthropoid. Richard's face was covered with sweat. Anxiety warred on his face as he took trembling steps backward.

"How dare you touch her?" Abram growled holding his hands in fists like a hungry predator. His treacherous eyes poured out venom and red and emitted anger that touched the roof in his savaging beastly aura.

Richard started looking around searching for an object that he could defend himself and kill the ruler before him. But Alas! He found none. When you can't beat you compromise. And that's what Richard did. "I am sorry. Please leave me. I will not only stop looking at her but for any girl. It's a promise."

He knew he was almost dead and prayed for his dear life. "Please don't kill me." Richard pleaded for one more time.

Abraham clenched his jaw. "You should have thought of the pros and cons before I came here. Alas! You have nothing to help yourself now, you pig. I am your peril speaking who is going to end you mercilessly."

But before Richard could answer, Abraham heard another voice from beside. And it was Crystalline. "Crystal?" He asked her doubtfully.

She screamed in fright, her eyes closing off in terror as Abraham landed blow after blow on the fiend's face. "Stop it!" She shook forcedly with terror like someone was beating her.

Abraham looked at her and was alarmed by the way she was reacting. "What happened to you, Crystalline? Come back to your senses." He ran to her rescue and softly patted her cheek in worry to get her out of the shock she was enduring.

Crystalline could not hear him. Her body refused to cooperate. Hardly a couple of seconds passed and she began to sweat profusely and her face turned red like a tomato. "Please don't touch me….please do not touch me…." She shouted and began to pulsate, unable to reach her breath.

Abraham looked at her thunderstruck. This was a discovery he was making about her. Luckily something struck in his mind right on time. He held her face firmly so that her eyes were squaring his. "You are fine Crystal. I'm here. Relax. You are going to listen to me. Take a long breath in and breathe out." He repeated the words for her several times when finally she relaxed and closed her eyes.

After a few seconds gradually she came back to normalcy. "She gets those panic attacks whenever she is psychologically unstable or depressed." A soft voice came from behind.

A wolfish look crossed the features of Abraham. "You…you are the reason for this. Isn't it?" He pulled his hair for a grip and continuously hit his face against the wall.

"I will surrender to the cops." He succumbed to the floor as Abraham blew another fist on the bastard's stomach. With blood flowing down a river from his withered face, he was on the verge of collapse from the number of hits that he received.

"That's not going to happen. How dare you try to touch a girl who is like a daughter to you." He raised his leg holding him by the collar and plunged his feet between his legs.

"Oomph" he held his crotch and landed to the ground in an unlimited pain.

Abraham raised his fist almost hitting him for the boundless time when he could feel the pressure of a hand on his shoulder. "Please don't kill him. I want you beside me, not behind the bars." Crystal implores with tears running endlessly out of her eyes.

"I don't share what is mine with others and you have tried to meddle with my most precious. You wanted to touch her, right? Now you are not a man anymore to touch her or any other woman in this world." His leg lifts instinctively stabbing him in his stomach and one last weighty plunge between his legs by his feet.

Richard takes a hard staggering breath and drops unconscious on the floor.

*****

He looked at her pink full lips that were bleeding in the corner and his vision scrolled down. Her slender neck had several nail marks covered in red an apparent view of physical torture. It broke his heart. "You…"

"Why didn't you tell me about him earlier?"

He asked her in agony almost unheard of my tone.

His flaring eyes were directed to the muck curled in a ball in soft whimpers. Abraham looked at Crystal's hands which had several burn marks finally landing on her svelte digits. "Aah," a soft whimper left off her.

It was then he looked at the pool of blood on the floor."What happened to your ring finger?"

The pain was too much to bear prohibiting her even to speak. "He had cut my finger because I refused to remove our wedding ring." Crystalline's voice was too fragile because of huge blood loss finally dropping unconscious to the floor.

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