"Arturo, listen...."
"Acid," he corrected.
I waved it off. "Arturo, this has to stop,"
"What has to stop?" He asked nonchalantly as always.
"This!" I swing my hand, gesturing between us. "We can't continue doing this. It has to stop. We can't be together. It is not right."
He rolled his eyes.
"I am older than you. There is a ten years gap between us, can't you see that?!"
He shrugged. "Feels like ten minutes,"
I scoffed in disbelief.
"Feels more like ten seconds," he said, adding to my frustration.
"What the....are you even understanding the point i am trying to make right now?"
He got on his feet, letting out at sigh. "Listen, Mami, I didn't have breakfast today because my belly and taste buds were craving something else."
I furrowed my brows in confusion.
What the....
"Can you do me a favor, get your hot self on that desk behind you and spread your legs so I can have an indecent breakfast?"
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When twenty-five-year-old Arturo Giovanni, infamously known as "Acid," the stone-cold killer of the Vikings Mafia, set his eyes on his professor's new assistant, Annie Santiago, a thirty-five-year-old single, inexperienced, and old-fashioned beauty, something in his lifeless heart, which thrived on ending lives, stirred. He became obsessed, determined to make Annie his, no matter the ten-year age gap, the forbidden student-teacher connection, or his deadly reputation.
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"Are you suggesting we have an 'enemies with benefits' relationship? Because I'd hate it if you fell for me. I'd never feel the same way for you," I taunted.
"That would never happen. This is purely physical. And you can call this pact whatever the hell you want, Monroe. I don't care," he uttered, as he abruptly stuffed my blouse into my mouth. "If you don't want the whole plane to hear how hard I'm fucking you, best bite down hard. Because I'm not going to hear begging. I'm warning you that now."
Gulping, I obeyed and took a deep breath. In one swift, two-fingered plunge, he tore through my insides. The scream in my throat hummed in my chest as my hips jerked up and my eyes rolled back, pleasure rising like a tempest inside me.
𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫.
Ivy Monroe's world shatters the day her father is caught embezzling millions from Hazard industries. But the stolen money isn't the only price to be paid. To settle his debts, Ivy is handed over to the one man who despises her existence: Zade Hazard.
A ruthless billionaire. A single father. A man who holds no mercy.
To him, she is nothing more than collateral. A living, breathing reminder of her father's betrayal. Bound to his every command, Ivy becomes his personal servant, trapped in a hell of his making. But as the days blur into nights, something shifts. The cold stares last a little too long. The cruel punishments turn into something else entirely.
Hatred was easy. Obsession? Inevitable.
But love? That was never part of the deal.
Now, in a dangerous game where power and desire intertwine, Ivy must decide. Can she escape the grip of the man who owns her, or has she already fallen too deep?