They stared at each other, misinterpretation of the circumstance in their heads. Anger and longing fuelled his veins. Fear and pining fuelled hers. But none could take a step towards the other. Sirens whirred around wildly and after another laboured heartbeat, Dante Maroni turned from the only woman whose life is like the prettiest leash to his, whose existence gives his a purpose and he embraced the darkness behind him. She wasn't what he thought after all. He wasn't what she thought. But it didn't really matter what they thought because they were too lost in each other to desire another. Lose all. Gain Everything. Gain all. Lose Everything. No in- betweens. What happens when a Mafia Lord has to act as a pretend bodyguard to get information only he can? He dons a super advanced mask during the day and has to bear with the sight of the woman he desires, the one he has searched and hunted after for years. She is an arm's length away but his 'boss' has his eyes on her. Tension. Sparks. Burning Tension. Flying Sparks. And a Gnawing Unbeatable Desire.
Some things don't come to us when we want them or based on what we do to earn them but in the most unexpected of ways and paths.
He is a man on a mission and it might take more than an army to stop him. But who needs an army when there is just one person who has the power to change the course of this mission. She can either be his rise or his downfall...she can be anything she chooses and he won't mind, so long as she is by his side.
"Everything is ready boss" Massimo said to Jacob reassuringly, his masculine voice echoing in the almost empty room.
"Have you checked that there is no other person in this restaurant that might interrupt us?" Jacob asked as he faced his new personal bodyguard.
"Yes sir, I have and news reaching me is that she just arrived and should join you soon" Massimo said as he placed two fingers on the device on his ear to get proper reception of communication from the guards upfront.
"That is quite fast! She is being freaking official even when I made it clear this isn't a formal date.
Ten minutes extra wouldn't hurt anyone, Viviana" Jacob said out loud as he patted his hair to final perfection, touched his suit for the millionth time and looked around for anything that could be out of place.
He noticed a vase with flowers and he decided that its location wasn't normal.
As he tried to rearrange it, the clicking of heels was heard and as it drew closer, it distracted him as he knew who it was and the vase fell off his hands.
Being super alert, Massimo caught it a few seconds before it could hit the polished tiles.
Her sweet voice lightened the atmosphere as she thanked the doorman for opening the door for her.
"Thank you," She said with a warm smile.
She was in a black dress that was a little distant from her knees and possessed no sleeves. The dress hugged her body properly and molded the pliancy of her skin. It embodied her to perfection.
Her jet black hair was gelled in a slick fashion and styled in a perfect high ponytail and her lips glossed a light red. Her neck spotted a tiny silver necklace with a tear-drop pendant and her silver heels with red bottoms matched her small chic silver purse.
TWO men stood by the table she walked towards.
One of them is her boss, the main reason she is dressed up.
He had emphatically pleaded on her choice of dress, even offering to get her something for a dinner date she termed as 'randomly common'.
She really didn't want to be with him but her best friend, who is very concerned that she might end up alone, endeavoured to make sure she showed up.
The second of the two men is one who knows her...knows her almost too well and has turned the earth upside down in search of her for the past five years, four months and six days but to no avail.
The world seemed to be moving in slow motion as she kept her casual smile on and strutted towards the table.
Dante could not believe his eyes were on her...his Viviana.
He thought he had lost her for good but here she was coming towards him...but not to him.
She wasn't the nineteen year old he had fallen in love with then, she looked everything gracious, like a thoroughly brewed femme fatale specimen.
Though her brown sparkly orbs still twinkled and her brightening smile still stayed unfazed, it was clear that she is almost like a different person in the way she carried herself.
The vase he had caught in his hand slipped as he seemed to have minimum control of his mind and body anymore and her name, fell out of his lips softly, like a deep yearn. It is a deep yearn.
"Viviana"
Jacob and Viviana's eyes that were about to meet turned to him immediately.
Jacob's face was a mask of anger while hers filled with surprise at the sudden noise.
The only sound that was available some seconds ago was the soft music that a band at the farthest corner of the room played.
"What do you think you are doing?" Jacob's voice boomed and resonated within the walls and the room.
He shouted for two reasons.
The minor reason was because that noise had taken Viviana's eyes that were on him and the major reason was to impress Viviana.
He wanted to contain the aura of an 'alpha man. Such like he had read on a few minutes ago.
But do alpha men read on how to become one?
Or does being short of being an alpha man make a man less masculine?
Dante felt like torturing the person he had to address as his boss for shouting at him and majorly for having anything to do with someone like Viviana. Three vivid ways of making the shards on the floor have an unrecoverable impact on Jacob Bianchi's life flashed in Dante's mind but he reined himself in. He had to.
He possesses and wields the power to make every Bianchi crawl on their knees and chew every damn broken piece of the vase...but he couldn't...yet!
On a mission to acquire something very important and one mistake could shatter all the hard work of his life and the painstaking and excruciating sacrifices it took to get to where he is.
'No, not now'
Dante's nostrils flared under the mask he was wearing to disguise his identity.
This mask alters his true facial identity and makes him look like a totally different person.
Quickly bowing his head slightly he said, "I'm sorry boss, I'll have this taken care of now".
"You better!" Jacob said as he shoved his hands into his pockets, set his lips in a warning straight line and then he walked to Viviana who was already by the table.
She mentally rolled her eyes at Jacob's gimmicks.
He had ordered one of his newly gotten Mercedes to come pick her. He had rented a five star world class restaurant for the whole day and hired The Santiago Brothers - the highest paid band players in Italy to play in the restaurant.
She was still not intrigued in the least and instead, she was already tired of the day and longed for the comfort of her bed which she stood up from very few hours ago.
Was it because of Jacob Bianchi who is one of the promising heirs to the Bianchi Conglomerate or is it mainly because of a certain individual whom she cannot forget no matter how hard tries?
She already knew the answer.
'Fu** you for leaving me this way Dante. Really! Really fu** you' She thought as she smiled harder at Jacob and his new bodyguard who was standing a few steps away.
He was speaking to a staff member but he had his eyes on her.
His eyes were bloody imprinting on her skin and she couldn't tell how she felt about it.
Let the day just end... even though she had no idea that the next day will be the beginning of something she wasn't seeing.
“Answer me honestly Serena. Did he kiss you?" Arsenio asked Serena. He had backed her against the wall, making her lose her one chance at escaping him. His body was tense and every nerve in him was on end as he awaited her response. “What is it to you Arsenio?! He might be a bad person but at least he knows what he wants and he sure as hell goes for it. You kiss me one moment and the next you tell me it's a mistake. You tell me how badly you want me and try to chase anyone who shows the least interest in me and yet you keep me at arm's freaking length. Enough Arsenio. I will do what I want to do…how I want to do it and with whom I choose. Hell, I'll even spread my legs wide open for Gerald if it would mean…” Arsenio had heard enough and he quickly turned her to face the wall. He held her both hands with one of his above her head before he pressed his body so close to hers. “You have been naughty, Bellisomo. Teased me to no end and made me go crazy countlessly. Now let's find out if your body agrees with your words “ Arsenio said and his fingers went missing under the short blue gown she had worn to test Gerald Mason. ******************** Arsenio Vladmiro - son to Massimo Vladmiro and Amelia Vladmiro finds out about his forbidden feelings for the one person he should not think of in that manner - Serena Toralba. She is the daughter to their family’s Consigliere and their parents raised the both of them in the same mansion together. He struggles between going for the girl he has always seen as a younger sister till seven years ago or letting her go. He had his pretty share of women in the world but the one woman he shouldn't want is the one his heart thrums for.
“I’m sorry but I can't continue this. We have both gotten what we intended from fooling the world that we were actually a couple. It's time to go our separate ways Jarek… like we said we would, “ Olivia said, hoping the tone of her voice would not betray her and convey her true need…her true desire. “Too late Liv.” Jarek said stunning Olivia. “As a Stark, it’s my duty to uphold the rules of any binding and keep to my end of the bargain but with you… With you, I plan on breaking every rule out there that exists as long as I keep on being yours. I can not bear to see you with another. It will kill me…” Jarek replied and the last clause came out as a whisper as he tilted her chin up to face him properly. “I could go raving mad Miss Forte. Stay with me!” His last words had stolen the other words she had rehearsed earlier, it had snatched the willpower Olivia thought she had perfectly. “Kiss me Mr Stark. My name is Olivia and it feels pleasant to meet you, “ Olivia said as she ran her hands from his chest to his shoulders. He did not have time to react to her sub - introduction before he clasped his lips on hers. She hummed a moan at the familiarity of his lips that she had thought she would never get to experience again and she earned a groan from him as the ‘supposed’ reuniting kiss, intended to be soft and alluring graduated to something ferocious. Hands finding buttons, fingers sinking in hair… ********************* Jarek Stark, the only son to the Stark Empire, was a mystery to the media. They know he exists but no one could tell who exactly he is. He worked as a lawyer in a law firm and got intrigued by a particular woman who wasn't fascinated by any of his charms. Her name, Olivia Forte. A woman with a strong sense of justice for others than herself. She is unaware that in the shadows she has a fan -a stalker - who uses his spare time to keep tabs on her. He makes no advances towards her because he was aware of the love she had for her boyfriend. That was until he cheated on Olivia. Seeing an opportunity to get close to her, he latches on it. Would Olivia still desire to be with Jarek when he becomes her boss and reveals his true identity to her and others? Would their relationship also be able to stand when she finds out his secret and also when he finds out her deleted past?!
“Lor…Lord Kamaz” Zelda moaned as she held onto Ragnar’s shoulders. She could feel the temperature of his skin and he was cold to the touch but yet she felt like she was burning. ‘How is it possible that someone this cold could transfer this level of heat?’ He had only placed a kiss on her neck and had run his tongue along a pulsing vein but she could feel how badly her core ached. He did not want to hold onto her, he was trying all he could so his hands would not grab her and that was the greatest form of torment he felt could come to him. Not even the angry looking gashes and slashes on his back from the whippings he had gotten could be compared. “The whole Kingdom almost found out my secret today, little bird…” He said as he brought his nose closer to her neck and took a much needed deep inhale. He closed his eyes as he savoured her scent…that scent that could only come from her. No one else had ever smelled so appealing in all his life. “I don't want you going to any of the chambers meant for the Upper Royals. I don't want them seeing you. I don't want them even thinking about you. I could have laid his head to rest today if those fingers of his had touched you.” He said, recollecting how close he was to decapitating his half brother. “Tell me…Did He Touch You?!” He asked. Zelda's eyes flew open. She looked into his eyes and saw his eyes were still swirling a shade of red. It will be troublesome if he stays this way. She placed one of her hands on his face and he relished in the warmth of her skin. “He didn't. You came before he could…” She said. He nodded his head and his eyes darted to that vein on her neck that was pulling him in. He didn't want to hurt her but yet he could hear the thrum of her blood and not tasting it was maddening enough. “You need to go" He said and he removed his hands that had cornered her to the wall. She knew he was withdrawing from her…again. He was still trying to hold onto his title as the most revered Prince of Noble character, even in this moment because he didn't want to harm her. Instead of speaking, she stood on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on his lips. Her lips parted as she landed on her feet, her chest heaving as she wondered what he would do. The red in his eyes glazed, their hearts drummed in their ears and in a unified heartbeat, he lifted her up with his left hand and crashed his lips on hers. A groan from the depth of his desires quietened in the tangle of their tongues. She wrapped her legs around him and he leaned into her body on the wall. Her fingers sunk in his hair... ***************** Lord Ragnar Kamazotz is a vampire and the first ever of his kind. The beast in him only recognizes the tune of one lady…his Zeda. In his earliest years, she was the only person that could calm him down or get him close to sanity with the help of her instrument. All that stopped when she was hung by the greedy members of the royal family and he slayed all those involved in her death He survived by relying on The Prophecy that promised her coming back. Seven centuries later, he meets her again and his world is at peace until scenes from the ancient days rise up in this present one, threatening to kill her…again! People called her his poison but he called her ‘his Antidote.
‘’Zera..’’ I said, her name falling off my lips and her presence rising strongly in my heart and in the bearings of my soul. ‘’Zeus..’’ She responded in a low voice that was coated with the essence of her gentleness and that was all it took for my lips to come down on hers. Knowing she is the one I have to worship and hold dear for the rest of my life, I kissed her in the opposite form of how my beast wanted me to take things. We have truly waited for so long for this moment and I needed to savour it. Her lips opened up to me like a flower and I took her lower and upper lips in adored turns but then the heat of our bodies changed the course of direction my silent heart-made vow had intended. ************* This is the story of high school enemies who found out they were mates on a day when war broke out between their packs. One of them gives up the pack that has built the individual over the years for the other and bears a heavy resentment. While the other who bears the burden of rulership, carries an undying grudge towards the other. Four years later, they meet and gradually their differences and supposed hatred begin to fall apart. Meet Zera Sheriff and Zeus Raphael.
“You thrill me little one. You make every damn principle of mine waver. You do it effortlessly…without even trying. Who are you really Amelia?” I asked, my eyes drinking in her facial features that have had me spell bound since the very first freaking second. She is the safe haven I run to after a day of dealing with blood and guns. “Just the least of your assets. Nothing more than something you own” Amelia said and she turned around to continue the dishes. I could feel her mixed hatred towards me. Her hatred was as alive as her desire. I held her hands and dropped the plate she was holding in the sink. I peeled the wet gloves off her hands before lifting her and placing her atop the counter. “What are you doing Massimo?” Amelia asked. Her voice low, so as to not attract anyone. “I don't seem to own you…you seem to own me” I said as I parted her legs - her gown hiking higher - and I stood in between them. “What do you…” Amelia started but I placed a finger across her lips. “I want you little one and I can't wait anymore” I said, my voice husky with desire and want as I pulled her waist closer to me. “Let me taste you Piccino…” I said. “Then have a taste…just a taste” Amelia said, wrapping her hands around my neck and shocking me to the core. “A taste it is…” I said before my lips came down on hers and my body hummed to how good she felt, smelt and tasted. I wanted her on my bed… I needed her in my life… I yearn.... ********* She was sold as a payment and he treasured her because he knew she was priceless…
"You know I am not spewing nonsense Karen. Yes, your wolf might not be there to witness within you that I am yours but you can't deny the fact that you are drawn towards me, somehow, somewhere within, you know!" Karen was breathing hard, she could not believe what she just heard. What Ralph said was the truth and that was why she had been trying to push him far from her. ’My mate???’ "But there is no way to prove it" Karen said with her chest heaving up and down. "There is" Ralph said and his eyes were fixed on hers intently. "How?" Karen asked and her voice came out as a whisper. She was paralyzed by the scorching blazes of Ralph's eyes and the sincerity she could feel from his words. Ralph leaned into her without his body touching hers and took her lips in his. She wanted to push him off but the strength of his hands held her in place and he deepened the kiss. She surrendered and her lips soon followed the pace that his, had set. It was gentle, promising and sent fiery messages all over her skin. Ralph soon let go of her hands and placed his body by hers on the bed as the kiss continued and grew into something ferocious. Their tongues began to play tag and their lips sought dominance over the other. Her hands held unto his shirt and his hand lifted the hospital shirt she had on and began to caress the side of her belly. Karen pulled away from the kiss as she sought air. "Now, do you know how?" Ralph asked. ********************* Meet Ralph Hernandez - the Supreme Alpha of all werewolves and lycans alike and his mate - Karen Zane. She won't bend to his whim because he is the Supreme Alpha, especially when she thinks he is her father's murderer. Follow them on how Karen makes the cold hearted Supreme Alpha Ralph Hernandez fall helplessly in love with her, only for her to leave him - despite her feelings for him. Would Ralph be able to find Karen? Would Karen find out who killed her parents and rescue them from the wickedness of her cousin?
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Brenna lived with her adoptive parents for twenty years, enduring their exploitation. When their real daughter appeared, they sent Brenna back to her true parents, thinking they were broke. In reality, her birth parents belonged to a top circle that her adoptive family could never reach. Hoping Brenna would fail, they gasped at her status: a global finance expert, a gifted engineer, the fastest racer... Was there any end to the identities she kept hidden? After her fiancé ended their engagement, Brenna met his twin brother. Unexpectedly, her ex-fiancé showed up, confessing his love...
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?