The Reincarnated Obsession Of An Exiled Lycan
Storm is a nobody without her pretty face, her smart mouth and her oblivious healing gift. But all that changes when the gods, to prevent the annihilation of an entire specie, orchestrates her meeting with an underground mafia lord; a ruthless Lycan, who had been exiled from his pack for killing his father. ***TO NOTE*** Story contains: 1. R18 scenes 2. Violence. 3.Short tales of two other main characters apart from Female Lead(related). 4. Up for WSA!
Mafia?
STORM
"Let me go, Curtis.." Storm said, after some seconds of watching Curtis fume in anger at her statement.
What had he been expecting? That she would let him touch her? The dude was crazier than she thought.
Her fear spiked however, when she spotted the evil smile that suddenly besotted his lips, right before he dropped his next statement.
"Never, Storm. I am never letting you go. I must have a taste of you today. Do you know how long I waited for a taste for you? How long I yearned for you? Only for you to let that drug lord touch you? I thought you didn't fall for the bad guys."
Storm laughed in anger.
"You don't have to paint Kaden black, just so you can have your way. As a matter of fact, I would rather fuck him than kiss you. He is hundred times the man you will ever be." She taunted, dodging Curtis' forceful kiss the next second. She didn't bother hiding the disgust on her face either.