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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.

Ash20 · Urban
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328 Chs

Not love

Those words did it. Neil froze in the process of shooting another man. He turned slowly towards the direction where Mia stood, with Owen holding her at gunpoint. His blue eyes savagely dared Neil to take another step, promising he would shoot Mia. Neil felt his blood run cold at the sight. He immediately tried to move forward to attack Owen, but Owen fastened the gun's chamber and said,

"If I were you, I'd think twice. I am not like you; I won't hesitate to shoot Mia to her death and then kill you. Tsk, you better drop that gun right this instant if you want to keep her alive." He warned, meaning every single word he spoke as he used the tip of the gun to stroke Mia's neck and leaned down to sniff her hair that still held the sweet scent of her signature Jasmine fragrance that Owen always liked and would dream of basking in at night. He pressed his lips on her neck and felt Mia stiffen and shiver in his arms. And he mistook her shivering for pleasure.