"Cora, whether you like it or not, you belong to me. You're mine! Do you understand that? I suggest you accept it because I won't allow you to decide otherwise. You see, in my world, life is like a game of chess, and darling...you've just became the queen, my main piece." "Well...It's a good thing I've never been fond of chess. In fact, I've always preferred monopoly." With that, I slammed my foot down on his, shoving him aside while running for the shut door. He was beyond mad. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled innocently up at his enraged expression and tense stance. "And luckily, I have a get out jail free card." _______________________________ C O P Y R I G H T. R E S E R V E D. Guilty for loving cliche possessiveness, control and jealousy, I decided to create my very own story involving just that. This is nothing professional or overly realistic. it's just a fun story filled with game playing, banter, romance and humour.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

"Why are you back Mateo? I thought you-?" I stopped talking when his face glared towards me. "What? That I went back to Hell where I belong?" taking a slow step trapping me between his body and desk. "N-o. I just-" Grabbing my chin hard and bringing it up to look into his dark eyes, Mateo smirked. The dangerous smirk he would give when he was going to do something to hurt someone. Pressing his body on me I hissed from the position we were in. "You are hurting me." "Hurting you?" pulling away but not letting go of my chin. "Oh baby girl." cooing like he used too to antagonize me. Letting my chin go, he caressed my cheek with his fingertips sending chills down my body. The familiar sensation that I thought I would never miss. In a blink of an eye, Mateo had his strong hand behind my neck, my face now a few inches from his menacing one. "Mi Katia... you will know hurt very soon. I have years to make up for the hurt you gave me. I'm taking back what is mine... and this time, no one will stop me." Mateo Sanchez: Handsome, charming, dangerous and vengeful... Katia Solis: Everything he lost and came back to get...