LAST EVENT I can't let her continue to touch me like this. My crazy heart likes it too much when it shouldn't. She's making me feel things that I promised myself that I never would until I found Maya.I don't know what's happening to me. Why do I act like this girl is my mate? I didn't only kill that man from earlier because of what he did; I also killed him because I wanted to from the moment I saw him trying to flirt with her.My reaction to her was driving me f*****g crazy. When would I stop this? What did I have to do to stop feeling this way for her? Every time I tried to push her away, something like this happened, pushing me closer to her than ever.I didn't want to snap at her, not after what almost happened to her tonight.I imagine Maya in front of me, and I see the look of disappointment on her face. She's disappointed in me for being so weak and once again letting her down. I couldn't even control my urges around another woman. I never knew that I was this soft.How coul
STIR UP Why does that name stir up so many emotions in my heart? Hearing him say her name while kissing me was the worse thing that could have ever happened to me. How could I continue kissing a man who called me by another woman's name?It means that he was thinking about her while kissing me. The realization hits me so hard that I feel the air get knocked straight out of my body. He didn't know he was kissing me this entire time; he thought he was kissing her. This fact breaks my heart into two. All along, I was hoping that Kane knew he was with me, that he knew how close we were, that he was enjoying it, that it was making him happy. Now I know that he was thinking about her, the woman he was deeply in love with. He loved and missed her so much that he mistook me for her; for Maya.I didn't know her. I knew nothing about her but yet I didn't think I'd ever been more envious of a woman in my entire life before. How stupid was I? How could I envy a woman I'd never met? She did nothi
The End Geneva and Xavier dismissed the maids after they were done bringing their luggages in. Both having turned around at the same time to check out their new abode, a tight smile crawled on top Xavier's face. Putting back on his sunglasses, he shrugged indifferently at Geneva. " At least now we'll be able to concentrate solemnly on our duties- as Alphas at that."" Yeah, you're kinda right." Geneva nodded in agreement. The mansion been so freaking huge with its funitures and interiors costing a whomping sum of money, they found no problem with it. And also, it's one of the properties owned by them. "Do you think Oliver will be fine? He reluctantly agreed to it when we told him of our decision to leave." Just as Xavier was climbing up the stairs to explore inside, Geneva questioned him. Almost like he just heared the unbelievable, the rate at which Xavier snapped his head towards him was quite snappy. " Did you just ask that?" Xavier wagged a brow at Geneva who wagged a brow, in
Her glass heels resounded all over the noiseless room; one would think the room was void of soul, but the reverse was the case—it was filled to the freakin brim with people. Particularly, it was filled with men who had lust flowing obviously in their eyeballs and drool escaping their lips as they gazed at her ravishing figure. She enjoyed it; the wanting look of perverted men fixed solely on her made her feel so special. Her steps were sultry as she cat-walked all the way to the pole, with the disco lights caressing her skin sporadically. Finally, she arrived at the long glassy pole which was fixed in the middle of the room. She lifted her right arm, then snapped her fingers loudly. Almost immediately, loud sensual music was heard, followed by the shameless cheers from the men. Madonna smirked before grabbing onto the pole. She narrowed her eyes sexily at the audience, who cheered enthusiastically for her. “Let's get this show started” she whispered and glued her curvy self on th
At that moment, he knew his entire career; everything that he's worked so effing hard to work for was going to go down the drain. The request…no, the order Nikon gave out to King isn't so stunning, but King can't possibly grant it. So, he stopped his quivering lips before trying to dissent. “My Lord, please her…she's just a stripper! I'm… I'm uncertain whether she'll agree to lay with you. Please Lord Nikon. There are so many pretty ladies around and…”He arose from the leather chair he's been seating on, then swayed his head to glare at King. King gulped down nothingness, overly overwhelmed by the intimidating figure who's towering over him. A grin soon curved on Nikon's lips as he tilted his head sideways. “Do I look like I give a fucking damn, King? Huh?” he bellowed, his tone sending waves of fear down King's spine. The poor man could only shake his negativity in fear. “Great” Nikon withdrew the cigarette then puffed out an immense amount of smoke from his nostrils and mouth. “
By the time they both arrived home, Savannah was completely winded. Her breath was so unsteady that one might think she'll pass out any moment from now. After some seconds, she finally regained her breath before glancing at Madonna only to find her as pale as a ghost;she looked terribly unwell. “Donna?” Savannah tapped her shoulder, yet Madonna wasn't in the right frame of mind. She walked wordlessly towards the couch, then slumped heavily on it, burying her face in it. If there's anything she can think of right now, It's Lord Nikon. No one needs to say she's currently fucked. Initially, she wasn't scared, but reminiscing on his callous ways towards his enemies, she felt her blood slowly drying up. Savannah was anxious about Madonna. She's never seen someone look as frightened as she is right now. So, she went over to the couch. “Madonna, what the fuck happened? I came searching for you since you were yet to come on stage and when I found you, you acted like a guilty serial killer
Madonna awoke to behold three unimaginably gorgeous male individuals. At first, she hastily dabbed at her eyes to make sure she isn't dreaming and blinking her eyes back open to confirm it was truly reality, she immediately detached herself from the comfy fluffy stuff she was laid on and yanked the bed sheet aside.Her eyes took in the sights and she almost dropped. The first male figure her eyes stayed rooted on was nome other than Xavier: the playboy, womanizer, and ladies man of the triplets. The maidens in the pack swoon shamelessly around Xavier for his good-looking, deep pockets and charisma. And she noticed something, as she scanned him from head and down to the toe, he also did the same- though his was conducted shamelessly.Her eyes swept over his figure to meet with Geneva- singularly, he's described as a perfectionist. At the age of 19, himself and his brothers were made Alphas of the formidable Holy Moon Pack by their late father. Cold-hearted, ever frowzy, peskiest, callo
Lord Nikon! Lord Nikon!!There was possibly no other name than than that could give her so much shrills as that does. No one knows his mind. The Lord Nikon she had dared might be capable of doing any shitty thing, as long as it would get him to lay his hands on her.Savannah also sighed exasperatedly, collapsing unto her bed. She rubbed at her eyes, fatigue obvious on the two pairs. Madonna eyed her daringly and with a polite roll of eyes, she sat upright on the bed. She knew she has to find a way to ease Madonna up to also spare herself the headache because, holy cow! She feels so much like sleeping."We are here now, Madonna. We left him to deal with himself. Just get your mind off the messes he made of your life and start afresh. Leave your old lifestyle alone and begin something new from here onward." Savannah hopefully spoke, drawing in a long breath therafter.Madonna speechlessly ventured towards the bed and climbing unto it, she laid on her back; facing the ceiling as thoughts