The Boss's Son

The Boss's Son

  • WpView
    Reads 138,506
  • WpVote
    Votes 4,107
  • WpPart
    Parts 23
WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Jan 4, 20171h 28m
I couldn't deny the surge of interest that pulsed through me at his proposition. Every fiber of my being screamed out to accept, but I forced myself to maintain a façade of composure. I feigned contemplation, inwardly wrestling with my desire. "Come on, Jai, it works out perfectly for both of us," he whispers, urging me to give in to temptation. "How so?" I ask, playing the part of the skeptic, though I knew full well the benefits it would bring me. What I couldn't quite grasp was how it would benefit him. "You want me as much as I want you," he replied, his smirk growing as he leaned in closer.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Khushi : His Lawless Love  ✔
  • daddies lil gal
  • ✓His Innocent Wife - An Unconditional Love (Completed)
  • A Heart Full Of Stars ✓
  • Shattered Vows
  • Paper Wings||Richie Tozier x reader
  • Forbidden Flames: My Father's Friend
  • The Proposal

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines