Held Captive
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  • Time 6h 22m
Ongoing, First published Feb 05, 2022
Mature
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Tears pricked my eyes as I tasted bile on my tongue. I could feel my wetness seeping through my panties but would not give him the satisfaction of knowing what he was doing to me.

"I'm not wet for you." I lie, my voice suprisingly steady. He jerks his body so it's flushed up against mine and drags his teeth along my neck. 

"Really?", he plants a kiss, "because I can smell you from here."

-

Vixen 'Slaughter' Ballanti was born into the mafia and when his dad dies he has no choice but to lead the American Mafia as his fathers only son. He expected the role to be challenging but what he didn't expect was to have to deal with an unexpected hostage.

Laylah Clayton could care less about anything anymore. Her parents died when she was fifteen. She lives alone. Her best friend Gwen is her only friend and she has nothing eventful going on in her life except, go to school and go home. She's been living off of her parents'trust fund until she can access her grandparents when she's 21. Her life is pretty boring until she finds herself stranded in the middle of nowhere in the rain when an unexpected guest comes to save her.

What will Vixen do when every passing day he starts to look at his beautiful hostage in a different light. What will Laylah do when she realizes that she can't run away from what she wants forever.

Is there a light in the dark for them or is there no escape.

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