What It Means to be His
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Lia lives a quiet life in a small two-bedroom home on the outskirts of a major city. Between playing piano at a piano gallery, waitressing at a high-end restaurant, and her never ending love for books, she never thought there would be anything more to life. She was content. At least she thought so. It wasn't until she went out with her best friend and had a hot encounter with a large and sexy stranger. One moment they are flirting in a booth, the next she's rushing out of an expensive hotel room after waking up naked beside the handsome stranger. After living through her first one-night stand, she decided to leave it at that. But what she wasn't expecting was to be hunted down by the most dangerous man in the country. Turns out, the man from her one-night stand held more mystery than she thought. Now she must determine whether to find some way to be comfortable with his lifestyle and embrace the kind of love she only seen in her romance novels or to stick with her morals and let this relationship go. That is, if he lets her...
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What It Means to be His The Puppet Master
The night sky enveloped the city in a dark embrace, mirroring the heart of Abaddon's empire. As the cold and ruthless mafia boss, Abaddon was a figure of mystery and terror, ruling the underworld with an iron fist. To protect his identity, he hid behind the title of "Don" when conducting business, while his true self remained shrouded in shadows. To those of lower rank and no value, he was addressed as D. In the heart of the city, one of Abaddon's luxurious penthouses stood tall, a symbol of his power and influence. Looking amongst the lively city, Axel found himself pondering the purpose of their upcoming visits to their legitimate businesses. "You know, Don, I've always wondered about those puppet CEOs. They are just pawns in your grand game," Axel remarked, his voice tinged with cynicism. Abaddon turned to Axel, his stoic expression hiding the amusement that flickered in his eyes. Axel was an enigmatic figure with an appearance that matched his ecc
What It Means to be His Yamaha YUS5
As they explored the piano gallery, Aurelia's eyes widened with wonder at the collection of exquisite instruments. Abaddon watched as she danced with excitement. She then paused and frowned. The lingering sense of practicality held her back. "This one is beautiful," Aurelia remarked, running her fingers along the polished wood of an upright piano. "But it's quite expensive." Abaddon smiled, understanding her concern. "Aurelia, I want you to have the piano you truly desire. And I can help make that happen. Let me take care of the cost. Consider it a gift from me to you." She looked at him, touched by his generosity but still hesitant. "Abaddon, that's incredibly kind, but I told you that I don't want you to feel like you have to do this." He gently took her hands in his, looking into her eyes with sincerity. "I'm doing this because I want to, not because I have to. I care about you, Aurelia, and I want to support your dreams. This piano means a lot to
What It Means to be His Secret Plans
The sun was shining brightly as Aurelia and Abaddon made their way to the piano gallery. The excitement in the air was palpable, and Aurelia could not help but smile at the prospect of finally finding the perfect piano for her home. As they walked side by side, Aurelia could not resist playfully scolding Abaddon. "You know," she said with a grin, "you did that on purpose, didn't you? Interrupting my conversation with my grandmother to make her curious about you." Abaddon kept his face stoic with his eyes gleaming mischievously. He was not going to admit it but once he saw her smiling face, he broke. "Guilty as charged. I couldn't resist giving her a little hint." Aurelia shook her head, but there was fondness in her eyes. "Well, just be careful. My family can be... difficult." Abaddon's expression hardened, and he placed a reassuring h
What It Means to be His Grandmama’s Curiosity
I sat comfortably on my living room couch, my phone pressed against my ear as I chatted with my grandmother, talking about the weather and other trivial matters. It was a routine conversation, but one that brought me comfort, especially since my grandmother lived far away. As I chatted away, I heard a knock on my front door. I glanced at the clock and realized that Abaddon was right on time for their shopping trip. Trying to keep my conversation with my grandmother light and casual, I quickly moved to answer the door. “What are you plans for today, my darling?” “Oh,” I chirped, excited about the change in subject. “Now that I have the money from the piano gig I told you about, I am going to go out and buy myself one.” "Hey," Abaddon greeted me with a warm smile as I opened the door. "Hey," I whispered back, trying to keep my voice down as I did not want my grandmother to know I had someone over. "I'm still on the phone. Come in, I'll be done soon." Abaddon stepped inside and was
What It Means to be His The Spark and the Pact
The sun hung low in the sky as Abaddon and Aurelia strolled through the picturesque park, the soft rustling of leaves and distant laughter creating a serene ambiance. Abaddon donned his impeccable suit, the picture of control and power, as they strolled through the park. Aurelia wore a simple cardigan over a t-shirt with jeans. Abaddon, typically a man of few words, was unusually receptive, his eyes fixed on Aurelia, taking in every detail of her presence. Aurelia smiled, feeling the weight of Abaddon's attention. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Abaddon nodded, his deep voice resonating through the air. "Indeed, it is. Perfect for a walk in the par
What It Means to be His Awaiting Aurelia
The night was cloaked in darkness as Abaddon and Axel navigated the dimly lit alleyways, their footsteps muffled by the eerie silence that surrounded them. Abaddon's cold, calculating eyes scanned the area, taking in every detail with a precision that sent shivers down the spines of those who dared cross his path. Axel, on the other hand, wore a twisted grin, his eyes gleaming with a manic light as he twirled a dagger between his fingers. As they reached their destination, an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, Abaddon's demeanor grew even colder, his ruthless nature coming to the fore. This was a night of Mafia business, and he knew that emotions had no place in the world he inhabited. His heart was like a stone, impervious to any semblance of compassion or remorse.
What It Means to be His Taking a Chance on Fate
I sat on my cozy living room couch, a swirl of conflicting emotions clouding my mind. After hanging out with Melissa in her apartment, I was stumped. I had promised my best friend, Melissa, that I would think things through before contacting Abaddon. I had felt a connection like never before, but now doubt gnawed at my heart. Melissa had been both excited and about my encounter with the enigmatic man. "It's natural to be cautious, especially after what you went through. But do not let fear cloud your judgment. Give him a chance, Lia. You deserve to find happiness. You are stronger than you think, Lia. And you have me and our friends to lean on if things get tough. I say go for it!"
What It Means to be His Bound by Friendship, Guided by Courage
As the soft glow of the evening sunbathed Melissa's cozy living room, I settled comfortably on a plush couch, surrounded by memories of our lifelong friendship. Pictures of our adventures together adorned the walls, capturing moments of joy and laughter we had shared since childhood. "So, spill the tea, Mel," I teased, a playful glint in my eyes. "What's been happening in your oh-so-exciting life?" Melissa chuckled, playfully nudging me. "Oh, you know, the usual. But I want to hear about you and this mysterious man who has caught your attention."
What It Means to be His One Note at a Time
“You don’t know your worth,” I sang aloud, pointing my broomstick at Stitch. The black and white dog was curled up on my loveseat, laying atop a pillow. He was in the middle of a nap but decided to still pay respect to my concert by opening a single eye and giving a wag of his tail. “Finding someone you know will put you first! Find someone who loves you at your worst” I continued as I swept my living room. Today seemed like a good enough day as any to do a little cleaning, so I decided to do so to keep my mind occupied. Last night was a crazy one. I wante
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