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Yes, Sir || Ransom Drysdale // Knives Out by whorderofthepheonix
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Raquel Ferguson is one of the many people working for Harlan Thrombey, the multimillionaire. While Harlan himself treats Raquel and the other workers like human beings, his family sees them as less than. Especially Harlan's grandson, Ransom Drysdale, who she was to address by Hugh because that's what "The Help" were obligated to do. When undeniable sexual tension arises in them both, Ransom makes it known that he's in charge in and out of the bedroom. ~~~ "In an hour, go up to my room and wait for me... I'll finish what I started. Don't draw attention to yourself. Is that clear?" "Yes," I nodded. He tilted my chin up. "Yes, who?" "Yes, Ransom," I agreed. He leaned in close. "Next time. Call me Sir," he whispered, before biting on my earlobe then disappearing around the corner. ~~~ Rated 18+ CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL THEMES.
Dancing with the Badboy by footyholic
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I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22