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Innocence and power

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Parts 16
Time 2h 11m

bangtangalexy103

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18 action-romance babydoll beast beauty beutyand ceo cold coldhearted cruel hisgirl innerbeauty innocent kill mafia obsessed obsession romance

*" before i lose my sanity ...Calm me down 
My little Misora "**" - Rowan kyrell.


*His blue eyes were bloodshot red, and his expression was intense, almost predatory. Before I could process what was happening, he closed the distance between us in a few swift strides. Suddenly, I was cradled against the glass window, the cool surface pressing against my back. His face was buried in the crook of my neck, his breaths hot and heavy as he took in my scent. He growled and deepened his face more into my neck, audibly inhaling my scent.

" Rowan, what-" I tried to push him away, but his grip tightened, holding me firmly in place.

"Stay," he commanded, his voice low and rough.

"You have no idea what you do to me, Little Misora" he growled again, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.

His lips brushed my ear as he spoke, sending shivers down my spine. "Every time I see you, touch you... I have to hold back."

I frowned, trying to understand" 
H-Hold b-back from what?"

His grip tightened slightly, his voice a low growl. "From taking you the way I truly want to. From showing you just how deep my desire runs."

My innocence made it hard to grasp the full meaning behind his words, but the fire in his eyes left no doubt. His desperate need felt like a storm, each word a lightning strike, igniting something deep within me. His hands slid down my sides, gripping my hips as if grounding himself. The heat between us was undeniable, his desire palpable, leaving me breathless and aching for more, even if I didn't fully understand why.

And I did the thing that I was painfully holding back !!!All Rights Reserved

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Barracks (War of Hearts) by 2Hearts_write

--Completed-- "Why are you following me?" "I am free to roam anywhere within Barracks, am I not?" "Aldaire will be displeased if he sees us together." He grins, leaning in close to whisper in my ear. "Will he? Last time I checked, you two are merely playing a part." I place a finger on his lips, acutely aware of our proximity yet taken aback by it all. "Don't utter such things. They can hear you." "So it is true. I wasn't present that day, but Himley made sure to fill me in." There's no need to persist with the charade, but if I concede too readily, I'm not fulfilling my role adequately. This is going to be challenging, especially given his annoying demeanor. "I don't know what you're talking about. Aldaire is a noble man." "Then how do his lips taste?" Hiccup! "That is none of your concern, sir." "Why do you take offense? It was an innocent question." "It was not! I am inebriated. Why are you pursuing me? And be honest this time. If you intend to kill me like the rest, I'll make things easier for you." His silence prompts me to look up. His lips are drawn into a thin line as he glares at me. "Do you hold me in such low regard?" "I don't know you," I retort. "That is why I am here. We can acquaint ourselves with each other." His laughter reverberates in the empty space, prompting a grin from me. It makes me blush at the thought. Perhaps it's the alcohol causing me to hallucinate, but the idea of someone vying for my affections is amusing. "I relish challenges, Lady Leizabeth. Give me some time, and you'll see." "I don't understand why." "Because you are a fascinating woman. The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to get to know you." **In the journey of life, we stumble upon love twice. The first shatters your heart into countless fragments; the second conjures up the power of the universe to piece it back together. **

Her Promise by liXroseXil

Aurora was one of the most feared and deadly assassins to ever live. She was trained to kill without a second thought and to fight with perfection. Known as the Fatal Beauty for her charming lethality, Aurora seduces her victims and kills them. She is forced into a temporary alliance with her enemy, Lorenzo De Luca, as problems arise. Unfortunately, these problems seem to be connected to Aurora in every way possible, causing secrets to be revealed. What will happen when the facade, the image that everyone sees her to be, Aurora has built comes crashing down on top of her? Lorenzo was one of the, if not, the most merciless man to roam the world. Cold, heartless, and cruel. As the future don of the Italian mafia, he must live up to the expectations his family has for him. One tiny problem: the Russians. After creating many complications for the Italian mafia to become the strongest mafia, he's must to unite forces with the infamous Fatal Beauty. Little does he know that two people with the same mindset and power don't get along. Or do they? . . I could feel his breath against my skin as I resisted the urge to shudder. He pinned both my hands on the wall on either side of me, caging me in. He glowered down at me, not an ounce of sympathy or remorse in his eyes. "Why don't you ever fucking listen to me?" He demanded, almost shouting, in a furious tone. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "You're not my boss," I seethed, glaring right back at him. It didn't help that I couldn't move at all, either. He clenched his jaw. "It seems like we have a miscommunication," he said slowly. I swallowed. "I am your boss and You. Are. Mine." With that, he smashed his lips against mine.

The German's Obsession by Amethyst_Moonn

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--Completed-- "Why are you following me?" "I am free to roam anywhere within Barracks, am I not?" "Aldaire will be displeased if he sees us together." He grins, leaning in close to whisper in my ear. "Will he? Last time I checked, you two are merely playing a part." I place a finger on his lips, acutely aware of our proximity yet taken aback by it all. "Don't utter such things. They can hear you." "So it is true. I wasn't present that day, but Himley made sure to fill me in." There's no need to persist with the charade, but if I concede too readily, I'm not fulfilling my role adequately. This is going to be challenging, especially given his annoying demeanor. "I don't know what you're talking about. Aldaire is a noble man." "Then how do his lips taste?" Hiccup! "That is none of your concern, sir." "Why do you take offense? It was an innocent question." "It was not! I am inebriated. Why are you pursuing me? And be honest this time. If you intend to kill me like the rest, I'll make things easier for you." His silence prompts me to look up. His lips are drawn into a thin line as he glares at me. "Do you hold me in such low regard?" "I don't know you," I retort. "That is why I am here. We can acquaint ourselves with each other." His laughter reverberates in the empty space, prompting a grin from me. It makes me blush at the thought. Perhaps it's the alcohol causing me to hallucinate, but the idea of someone vying for my affections is amusing. "I relish challenges, Lady Leizabeth. Give me some time, and you'll see." "I don't understand why." "Because you are a fascinating woman. The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to get to know you." In the journey of life, we stumble upon love twice. The first shatters your heart into countless fragments; the second conjures up the power of the universe to piece it back together.