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Chapter Forty Five- Relentless
Jackson's POV
Is it a problem that I prefer to stay awake long after she's fallen asleep just so I can admire her? The issue is that I can't decide if sleep is worth the lack of contact because my dreams are nothing compared to the reality of her.The scent of her hair and the memory of it wrapped around my wrist as I take her from behind. The satin skin in its perfect curvaceousness and the way she wears my marks so proudly. The trembling thighs and how they wrap around my waist or my face when my body begs to please her. The way her voice climbs to a crescendo in passion and defensiveness.I am enraptured.I am hopeless.I am truly a deviant for all this Amara Maldori.My cock is painful, tempted to slide between her legs in the middle of the night. If I hadn't already made her mine three times I would take her again. But her body was still recovering from how relentless we were to one another. I decided I was going to my office to geRelated chapters
Avowed Chapter Forty Six- Bet On It
Amara’s POVI don't think I can ever get used to Jax Maldori. He is the alter ego of the man I held in my arms not even an hour ago. Jackson was shed and molded into this man dripping with confidence and commandments. His entire persona was demanding enough that not even security dared to check him for the weapons I saw him put beneath his sable clothes. And the women, they were openly ogling him. He scoffed to see me glare at one in particular that fixed her bust to appear more full for him and his response was to kiss my cheek and tug me tighter against him. “Focus, baby.” I fixed my own confidence as we came to a table layered with cigar smoke thick enough to choke on. I glared through the heaviness also affecting my eyes before he took a seat in the chair, guiding me onto his lap. “You know the rules, Maldori. No bitches while we play.” I went to speak but he pressed a firm hand on my open thigh under the table. “I'm not getting rid of my lucky cha
Avowed Chapter Forty Seven- Five Minutes
Amara's POVOne. Silence. Two.Movement from the ground that settled a few seconds later. Three. Paranoia to every passing second that felt like an eternity for what was an encompassment of sixty seconds. Four. An eerie stillness that made every small sound from my restless body shifting in the car send my heart to pump overtime. Five. Not a second later and my feet were on the pavement towards the rear entrance he had taken. Just as my hand wrapped around the cold metal of the handle, I was pulled back by a brutal hand. “You're not going in there.” A familiar face from Jackson's brigade attempted to obey his boss's demands. “Try and stop me.” I tried for the door again. This time, he used both arms with a bruising force that gave me the motivation I needed to convince him to release me. “And how would Mister Maldori feel looking at my skin tonight and finding bruises because of you.” He clenched b
Avowed Epilogue
Jackson's POV“I'm so nervous…” Amara confessed while bouncing on her toes and bringing her fresh manicure to her teeth. I carried her hands gently to my lips for a kiss of calming as it seemed to work long enough for her to chastize me with a look alone. “You've worked hard for this and you've earned it. Pretty soon you'll have all of Massachusetts wearing “Lena”.” Her eyes swelled at the idea. Not because of her pride but because of how it honored her mother. Each model was set to exit with a shawl of her mother's favorite style which was an Easter egg of sorts to those who knew the detail. Like me. Like Leon. Even after the years since she was gone, he was hopelessly devoted to her. I understood the pull now more than ever. “Two minutes, Mrs Maldori.” The coordinator explained as I reached for the table behind us for the champagne I stole earlier. “Not that you need luck…” She looked at the drink before cocking her jaw to the side. “
Avowed Trigger Warnings
This is an erotic dark romance story that will pertain to the following topics. If they are triggering, please remember to keep your mental health a priority above any source of entertainment. TRIGGER WARNINGS:-Murder-Blood -Methods of torture -Loss of virtue -BDSM-Binding-Spanking -Explicit language-Explicit Sexual situations-Exhibitionism-Sex without a condom -Gun Play-Obsession-Bullying (at a young age)If you are prepared to venture into the obsessive love Jackson Maldori has for Amara Brady then proceed with the aforementioned caution. Because although this is a beautiful story with everything from heart to heat, it isn't exactly an easy road ahead...Enjoy, share, comment, and feel free to review in all honesty <3
Avowed Chapter One- An Ulterior Fate
Amara's POVI should have known this day would come. Where most women imagined their trek down the aisle, I imagined just how I would be taken. It was inevitable considering my father's reputation and the enemies he made along the way. If this wasn't reason enough then what came with the promise weighing heavy in the form of a three carat diamond in my left hand had. I was left wondering how it would happen. Would it be swift and silent or boisterous and a spectacle? Would they ask for a ransom or kill me before I could understand my situation? I learned the answers to my speculations would be given the night of my rehearsal dinner. They must have spent thousands of dollars on this dinner alone. It was a thought that made my stomach twist with the uncertainty of what the actual wedding would amount to. The details were ones I entrusted with my fiance's family and those he hired to execute the sham of an event as I simply wanted it over. I didn't even h
Avowed Chapter Two- Captive and the Captivated
Amara's POVI spent the entire uncomfortable ride feeling around the back of the trunk for anything useful, only to feel a reminder of my circumstances. Only rope and a recently used shovel left me to swallow hard at the idea of my body being forced in the ground while still breathing. It wasn't uncommon for a brutal death to be found by a Brady, so I ensured the second I could, I would fight like hell. When light finally made its way inside, I began to claw and kick. I managed to surprise them enough to strike a shin and scratch a few lines into skin but was ultimately lifted to my feet beyond my efforts. "Behave and maybe we won't make this hard for you..." Before I could recoil in a bitter response, I was caught off guard by my surroundings. If stories of my ancestors or my father's enemies and their demise were anything to go off of, I should have been looking at a warehouse or yacht of some kind. Instead, I was looking at an office building that ascended
Avowed Chapter Three- The Tragedy of Jackson Maldori
Amara's POVFifteen Years Ago"Maree!" The sweet cadence of my best friend came over my shoulder as I was quick to turn. "Jackson..." He ignored the full use I made of his name before pressing the reason for his excitement flat against my chest. "Is this...""First edition. Just make sure you have it back to me by Friday..." I studied the hardcover book that was far too valuable to be in my adolescent fingers. But where some girls treasured shoes and makeup, I did this with books. Even if they were mostly borrowed, I held them like lifelong friends in my memory. And Jackson fed that obsession by stealing from his family's archival library whenever his parents were too busy to notice. "Are you kidding? I'll have it back to you by lunch!" I teased, already carefully pulling apart the cover from that initial title to begin the descent into another world. One where ink and paper had power our families held now. Or at least mine did..."You
Avowed Chapter Four- Reasons
Jackson's POVFifteen years and sitting across from her made my heart palpitate the same way it had done as a goddamn teenager. Although her deep brown eyes and plush lips remained the same in our time apart, everything else seemed different in an unfair beauty. Her hair was longer and her skin looked softer. A few more beauty marks that came into view from what I could remember. But it was that look she gave me as we sat in silence that was almost my undoing. It was the way I always wanted her to look at me. I could easily become addicted to it. “What do you want to know first?” “You died…”“Is that a question?” “What happened?” I refrained from telling her why I was attacked to begin with as she'd only feel guilty. I glazed over that and let out a sigh and focused on what brought me here now. “I did die, Maree.” The shortened version of her name was a bittersweet relief on my tongue. I was fearful the day would never come in which I co
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