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Loving The Temperamental Adonis

He stormed into the room, his gray eyes narrowing as he saw the faint trace of a fingerprint on her face. Fury flashed across his face, and he demanded, "Who the fuck did this to you?!" She hesitated, aware of his explosive temper and scared that he might turn on her if she told him that his so called girlfriend, Davina had slapped her for mistakenly dropping a glass. "Nobody, just an accident." she replied, attempting to downplay the situation. A humorless laugh escaped Neil's lips, his gray eyes ablaze with anger. "Nobody? You think I'll let someone get away with hurting you? Tell me, Harrison, or I swear I'll make it my mission to punish every single person in this goddamn building." Knowing he never gave empty threats, Mia opened her mouth and whispered, "It-it was your girlfriend..." Few minutes later, Mia was astonished to witness what he did to his girlfriend for daring to hit her. "Nobody dares lay a filthy hand on something that is mine. Mia Harrison is not my lover, but she is my woman." Meet Neil Wayner, a famous soldier on a secret mission and a successful CEO, with a temper that could burn the world. Love, marriage, he doesn't believe in such things. But when she slowly began to slip her way into his life, he claimed her as his woman. On the other hand, meet Mia Harrison a girl from a poor town studying Journalism in an expensive university with dreams of making it big someday, but when she met Neil Wayner, who is on a secret mission in the University she studies in, things took a turn in Mia's life. Witness the roller coaster romance between a raging devil and a beautiful angel. ** Note: Mature Content. No Rape. *** Disclaimer: cover pic isn't mine, will take it down if the owner wants me to.

Ash20 · Urban
Not enough ratings
242 Chs

Ignoring the knocks

Neil answered her with his mouth, parting her lips with his, he pulled off her hospital cap and shoved his fingers into the luxuriant mass of hair, and she crushed herself against him, answering his passion with the same wild, exquisitely provocative ardor that had haunted his dreams in Verdantia and awakened him in a sweat in prison. He dragged his mouth from hers, "Let's go back to the bed, the sofa is too small," he said in a thickened voice he hardly recognized as his own.

She nodded eagerly, knowing exactly what he wanted them to do on the bed, and she led him straight where he wanted, but when they reached the bed, she looked guilty and embarrassingly towards the door, but as if knowing what she meant, he smiled, "Nobody will walk in without my permission."