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Psycho's Mine

"What you gonna do? Force your way out?" He smirked. My eyes widened due to his audacity. "Y-you a$$hole!" I exclaimed in annoyance. Why can't he understand the word no? I saw how his demeanor got dark. His already chinky eyes narrowed into slits as he glared daggers at me. His stance grew predatory, and I blanched. He's being scary. "I am what?" He whispered animosity is on his voice. My tongue got tied as I tried to bite back a curt and failed. He was already walking towards me, but I held my place. I'm not going to show him he can intimidate me. We were just mere centimeters apart now, and his scent invaded my personal space again. "You are staying." He mumbled. His fingers traced the contour of my collar bone before dipping at the hollow on my neck. "And you know that we still have that deal, yeah?" He moved his fingers up my neck and grabbed me by my nape before pulling me close to him. His face hunched closer to nuzzle my neck, and then he started pressing little kisses that made my eyes close. He is seducing me... "We're going to seal that deal sooner or later, Lyubov moya. I hope you're ready." He rasped in my ear right before he bit down. --------------------------------------- Wynter McIver, Queen of the Boardroom. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she always gets what she wants. At 28, her mother pushes her to marry, but she never agreed nor even think about it. She's in her prime life and being tied down is still out of her mind. She had boyfriends before, but none of them could coax her into marriage. But when she met the ruggedly handsome and mysterious Keith Andrew Nagasaki, her thoughts in marriage fled out of the window. At last, she met her knight in an Armani suit, her other half, and she would do anything to have him. But when she discovered his deepest and darkest secret, she didn't know what to do. She was trapped in wanting the man and fearing him. WARNING: R18 Credits to the artist

Raeven_Black · Urban
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Father and Son

Keith followed the patriarch to the study-room. His mood was dark and grungy as his feet traipsed to the place where his father was currently in. Every step he took was heavy as if he was going towards his trial. The guy in black waiting just outside the door, guarding it, bowed as soon as he saw him coming close and opened it for him. 

Silently, Keith entered.

He then saw his father sitting on the high Victorian chair, proud and domineering, like a king. His dark eyes, the same color as his, trained on him. Another man was in there, standing stiffly at the corner of the room. It was Yukio, Hideyoshi's trusted person and shadow. He blended within the dark but Keith knows he was still there anyway. They have met long before, somewhere remote, a private island. They were both children by then and had experienced the same hell. 

Keith unconsciously rubbed the platinum ring on his finger as memories of yesterdays resurfaced on his mind.