Ryland Steel is the CEO of Steel Industries. At twenty-four he is already a multimillionaire and way too serious for his own good. His father is just about ready to hand the company over to him completely, but he worries that his son could work hims...
Hey guys! Well I am officially back! I have been working really hard on the upcoming chapter and trying to make it perfect for you guys, and also making some decisions on where exactly I want this story to go, so it's going to take some time... however....
I have had inspiration and I have posted part of a new story I have started. It sprung from an old idea I had, I just tweaked it a bit!
It's called "Control". It's just budding, so if you like any of my werewolf stories, go check it out and leave me a comment and let me know what you think!
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"CONTROL" His eyes shined a bright gold as he stalked towards me, a temptingly dangerous look in his eyes. Every step he took towards me, I matched with a step backwards, nervously attempting to keep as much distance between us as possible.
"Scared, little mate," he questioned, cocking his head to the side, coyly.
Another step forward. Another step back. Until my back came into contact with the wall.
Closing in on me, he caged me in with his arms, preventing me from moving. Bringing his face a hairsbreadth from mine, he suddenly dipped his head. His warm breath fanned across my neck as he placed an open mouthed kiss where his mark would be placed, grazing his slightly elongated canines across my skin, making a shiver run through my body. Chuckling deep within his chest, he whispered in my ear:
