"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

Aria Garcia survives a month of physical torture after an accident that resulted in her mother's demise. Blaming the tragedy for leaving her father without compassion and love for her, Aria dreams of escaping her childhood home. When he forces her hand by taking it a step too far, she finally runs. Peppered with blood, sweat and tears, she collapses in a city bustling with activity and allows oblivion to consume her vision. When she stirs from her sleep, half-dead and dreading to live, she finds herself beside a figure. She has woken up on the bed of the well-known billionaire found on almost all social media sites and articles, Vincenzo De Luca. - Can be read as a stand-alone story. Sequel: The Temptation of Thievery - "Open your mouth, fuoco. Let me taste you." She refused. - This is a revamped version of 'His Fire'. Its improved form has an enhanced plot with better writing technique, characters and more. The original version will not be found on Wattpad. - 1st in #Wealth 1st in #Celebrity (4/3/22) 35th in #Romance (4/3/22) 1st in #Abuse (4/4/22) 1st in #Gun (24/4/22) 4th in #Shortstory (17/5/22) 1st in #Cold (17/6/22) 1st in #Fame (17/6/22)