(Not a bwwm!) Malia stood there looking at him with her blood boiling. She grabbed the papers he had in his hand and threw them on the floor along with every other paper on his desk and every item. She grabbed a pair of scissors that lied on the desk and briskly walked on him putting the sharp end directly in his face. Nolan sat there unbothered, unmoved by her actions knowing she wouldn't dare attempt to cut a hair off his chin. "And what do you plan on doing with that?" He said standing up looking directly in her eyes. Malia's hand starting shaking in hesitation but she persisted and did not lower her hand. Nolan sighed and put his hand over hers and moved her hand down taking the pair of scissors from her hands and sitting them down. "You are.." Malia started but then felt his hands on her waist and lifting her, sitting her on the desk. He smirked devilishly while keeping the engaged eye contact. "I'm what..? A man with a strong appetite.. would you prefer me to.." he said and in his same sentence pulled her legs apart and walked directly in between them. Malia's breath hitched as she wasn't that uncomfortable with him touching her but uncomfortable with the thought that she was yearning for him to touch her. She didn't know if it was jealously of that girl he had in here or if it was spite to afflict on to him for thinking he could just have this affect her like that. She wanted to feel what he felt when he was having intercourse, she wanted to want it, she wanted to be intoxicated be it like he was. "I want you... I want-" she stuttered on her words. He smiled at her, he genuinely smiled at her and Malia lightly smiled at that realization. "Want do you want from me.." he asked eagerly at the fact that she didn't fight him when he touched her. Malia huskily breathed as his hands riding up her ankles and slowly crept up her leg underneath her dress... Follow this royal family in their journey through the kingdom of Ashdom. Fiction

I shut my eyes close as if by doing this, I would magically disappear from his sight, but I was wrong, I could feel his steps slow yet alarming as he inch closer to me. "I'm sorry I followed you, I swear I didn't hear anything, please." I sobbed hurriedly. He laughs, hard and my eyes snaps open to glare at him, Xander Adonis laughing, I must be dreaming, "who the hell are you?" He suddenly questions. I felt a tinge of sadness linger inside me for a milli second, the fact that we've attended same school since kindergarten and that he has always been in my class yet he can't even recognise me, killed every hope in me. "I'm-I'm." "Mari," a familiar voice called behind me and I'm quick to avert my gaze towards the voice only to be shocked to death. "Xander? There-there are two of you." "No, three actually." another voice utter behind Xander, i squint my eyes to get a better view of the person, only to see another guy that looks exactly like Xander with glasses strapped around his eyes, before another could speak I loose my balance letting my body fall limply to the floor, but I never got to hit the floor, someone held unto me. "Xander?" "I told you to stay away!" He grits out, I was about talking when something bangs my head. "Why the hell did you do that." "You're welcome ugly face." "We look the same." "Well too bad." I could hear faint voices argue as light gave up on me. Confusing description inside. WARNING: assualts, bully. Not a mafia story!!!!!

He was the most powerful Mafia King of the world . He was the most cruelest and ruthless man on the earth. He never used to think twice before killing someone, it was his hobby, he loved to kill. He never trusted anyone except for his cousin brother who was actually his right hand man. His brother wanted to take his place. He betrayed him and tried to kill him. He was beaten brutally and was left to die on a lonely street. He begged for help but no one helped him instead the people who saw him lying on the street left him to die. He thought that it was his end but that an angel arrived and saved him. The name of the Mafia King was Samrat Singh Ahlawat. She was an angel. Everyone who looked at her said the same thing. So pure and innocent that can even bring a devil on his knees. She was always sheltered and protected by her elder brother who loved her dearly. She was not allowed to leave her house for long as her brother was always worried that someone may try to hurt her as she was amazingly beautiful. Her innocence and kindness made her believe that everyone is good. She was coming back to her home one day when she saw an injured man lying on the street. She was a soft hearted girl, she felt pity on him and hence decided to take him to her home which was luckily close to the street. Her name was Nandini Vashisht. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw her sitting near him watching him with innocence and worry. It just took a single glance of her for him to fall madly in love with her. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her beauty had already made him crazy and her kindness just added a fuel to his obsession for her. He wanted her, he needed her and he will get her. He will keep the whole world in her feet but will never let her go. He will keep her chained to his bed so she can never run away from him. He knows that she doesn't want him but still he will make her his anyhow. Will she escape or not???? Pictures are not mine.

Rosangela Gold is a quiet girl trying to make it through her last year of high school. She has two older very overprotective brothers. She lives with her dad and brothers as their mother was murdered when Ros was young. She is small for her age only reaching 4'11 at age 19. She is quiet, very smart, keeps to herself, fiesty, and sarcastic. Damian Ryker is the name you don't want to hear. It's the name you fear. And that name belongs to the most dangerous man alive. He can have whatever he wants in the snap of his fingers. He can end your life with one call. He is said to be a beast who can never love anyone. He is said to be cruel, heartless, and merciless. But what they don't know is that he is looking for his princess. When these two cross paths will she be the one? Can she help him? Can she bring out his sweet side or is it long gone? Can he help her? Will it be love or hate?

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"I think I can take it from here," A deep voice rumble from behind her.