500 MILES
"GIDEON, no." I warn him. He clings to me tightly, dipping his head into my hair. He smells weird, is that alcohol? "You're drunk. Again." It seems more like I'm muttering to myself.
"I miss you, Maple." Gideon groans. I can't help but feel the vibration of his chest against mine.
"No, Gi--Sir, you're drunk. Let me help you." I push him away with my best effort, half dragging him down the stairs and to the couch in the dining. He stumbles a little, but I manage to keep him in put. I dump him on the sofa, and when I'm ready to leave, Gideon pulls me back. Yelping, I land on his lap.
"Where do you think you're going, princess?" His breath tickles my spine. For a moment I'm glad that he's drunk, so he won't see me flush. "Maple?"
I get caught off guard when he calls me that. No one calls me that anymore, after Joshua left the orphanage. I changed my name, identity, everything that makes me think of him. I'm not Maple Johnson anymore, but why? Why is my boss calling me that?
"Who are you?" I breathe.
Gideon scoffs, but pulls me even closer, causing my breath to hitch. "It doesn't matter, princess."
"No, NO." I push him away from me, ignoring the desire inside of me. I can't let him take advantage when he's drunk. I dust my plain garment and adjust my hair before I turn to go.
"Everyday, Maple." Gideon's voice halts my footsteps. "I think of you everyday. When I close my eyes, all I see is that beautiful green eyes of yours, that angelic smile you put on. I want you, so badly it hurts. I'm only afraid that you don't want me anymore."
And all I can do is stare at him.
Would he ever learn?
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It's time for Maple Johnson, the orphan from New Mexico to meet the real world. When she meets Gideon Camerons, a cocky man she definitely doesn't want to like, she is employed by him to be his housekeeper.
However, things happen faster than she can imagine. Will she be able to handle the heat?
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Sequel of the story: Five Hundred Kisses (Nat & Derek)
GENERISSHADOWHUNTER
"You are nothing more than a spoiled brat." he whispered in my ear. "I would love to show you the real world, but I do not think you could handle it." he said biting my ear. I whimpered with pain and pleasure. "Yes, I can!" I gasped out. He moved his tongue along my neck. "Uhh... Kane!" I moaned as he lightly nibbled on my neck.
"Did I gave you permission to use my name?" he asked squeezing my throat. He was stopping the airwaves. I couldn't breathe. "Stop fighting me." he growled against my neck as I tried to free myself. "Stop!" I said trying so hard to get a taste of air. "You will have to beg for your freedom." he purred letting go slightly. Is he insane?!
Why would I beg him? "I'm waiting." he said giving my wrists a violent squeeze. "Please! Stop it! It hurts!" I quickly realized why as he dug his nails into my wrist. "I did not hear you. What do you want exactly?" he questioned bringing my arm to him and licking the singled trail of blood that came from my wrist. I moaned. It was so intoxicating.
I never felt like this before and oddly, I liked it. "Please let me go, Mr Anderson." I sniffed trying to hold back tears. He let me go. "The papers." he smirked taking his seat. I got on my knees and picked them up. I stayed there with the papers in my hands. "Are you stuck like that? Put them on the table." he instructed with humor. I tried my best not to look at him as I did.
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Kane is a man with a dominant personality. When he becomes Leyla's tutor, she shows no interest in what he says. He tries not to take action, but when he gets tired of her attitude he breaks. He decides to play his cards. A spoiled girl and a very secretive man go toe to toe for the lead. Poor Leyla was never taught how love making worked, Kane was happy to help her graduate. Can she really take on such a powerful man, or will his erotic techniques make her body crumble?