Introduction
"Never, Gattina," he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh, which made her shiver.
"I..I...am..m...not..y..yours," she stuttered, enjoying the havoc created in her body by his calloused fingers.
Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits against her swan-like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plump thighs.
"YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHOEVER WILL SNATCH YOU FROM ME. I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE HELL. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES. " HE shouted in a dominating tone.
She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure in her body from his dominance, and let out a husky sigh.
His eyes darkened in desire, " FUCK IT."
He smashed his lips against her and sucked the hell out of her pink petals. He was sucking and biting her, letting out his frustration on her beautiful lips...
Chapter 1
Love needs no age, no profession, no restrictions. Love hath wings; it will fly and fly. None can cage it. None can avoid it; it will happen whether you like it or avoid it.
Love is not bound by color, caste, religion, or anything.
He was dark. She was clear...
He was a playboy. She was innocent…
He was rough. She was kind…
He was a short temper. She was calm…
So let's start….
AIDEN'S POV
It was early morning when I was frustrated and stressed due to my work. Someone had decided to deceive me in my workplace, so my PA arranged a slut for me to take my frustration out.
I was not a saint, but I loved to enjoy new flavors every day and night. So, I thrust into the slut's pussy roughly while pressing her big plastic boobs together. And she was a moaning mess. "Ahhh… Ahhh… Aiden fuck baby,
ahhhh, faster and harder".
"Her moaning was sexy, but how dare this slut call me Aiden and also fucking baby. I won't spare her, but I am definitely going to take pleasure from her body. As I can't waste a beautiful body," Aiden thought.
As I was about to enjoy my time, my fucking cell buzzed, catching my attention.
I was going to remove my dick from this slut's loose pussy when she wrapped her fucking legs around my waist and started to act cute and sexy by pouting and biting her big lips.
I would be turned on now if the phone was not related to my work. So, I held her neck tightly and shouted, "How dare you touch me, you bloody whore. I will kill you".
"N… No, no, Si… Siiirrr. PLE…please j… Just Le… Let me… me g… Go, Sierra," she begged.
My cell buzzed continuously, so I just pushed that slut away and took my phone.
While holding the phone near my ear, I grabbed her hair tightly in a fist and screamed in her face, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, WHORE, AND TAKE THE MONEY," you slut.
She was shivering from my voice and started collecting her clothes and money when she went out.
I took the call, and my right-hand Leo was calling….
"BOSS," Leo asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"There is a problem in our warehouse," He replied.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Boss, that bastard is not ready to open his fucking mouth and tell the damn truth," he replied.
I smirked, "I am coming," while thinking of the tools I would love to play on his body.
I left the mansion while puffing the smoke out of my rough lips.
Sitting inside my expensive Mercedes, I scrolled through my mail. Then, all of a sudden, the car screeched and stopped; when I looked up at the intruder, there in front of our car were two fucking girls; one had long hair, and another had short hair.
The girl with long hair murmured something while passing by our car and dragging the girl with short hair who was shouting like a bitch.
I just shook my head and continued scrolling, "fucking teenagers." And moved towards my warehouse.
CALISTA'S POV
It was early morning; the birds were chirping near the orphanage's windows. I woke up from my slumber, moved toward the washroom, and started getting ready for school. While brushing my teeth, I suddenly remembered my best friend, who was not a morning person, as she was still sleeping.
I shouted from the washroom, "OLI, COME ON, GET UP. WE ARE GETTING LATE."
She lazily opened her eyes while rubbing them and taking her time.
She was going to make her way towards me, and all of a sudden, her eyes contacted the clock, and she screamed at me, "CALISTA, WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NOT WAKE ME UP BEFORE? Now because of you, we will be late for our lectures."
We got ready and were moving towards the bus as we were already late for our class because of MISS OLIVIA here, my bestie.
While crossing the road, we came across an expensive car that stopped with a screech. I was too shocked to react fast while my friend here was cursing the driver. When I returned to my senses, I apologized and dragged Oli towards the bus stop…
HIM.
He set fire to the world around him but never let a flame touch her.
HER.
I didn't care if I would fall in love with a devil, as long as that devil would love me the way he loved HELL.
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