"Crying would do no justice, spitfire."A deep voice suddenly echoed in the empty garden. But Emmaline wasn't startled as she already knew to whom it belonged.Matteo StefaniniHeavy footsteps trampled the verdant grass. The atmosphere all of a sudden turned chilly as the man dressed in branded clothes from top to bottom headed to meet the disheveled doll sitting on the bench. But to her dismay, his charms didn’t woo her as Emmaline refused to budge, not giving him the attention he wanted. She was tired of dealing with these billionaires.His black cargo trousers came into her view. Matteo deliberately stood in front of her cognizant of the fact that she would ignore him. But his jaw twitched when Emmaline turned her head sideways, foiling his plan.Grabbing her bag, she started fiddling with the chains pretending to be busy but what he did next was strong enough to elicit her reaction.Emmaline jolted when Matteo raised his right hand and wiped the tear stains on her right cheek with

Slamming the door shut, Damien swirled Emmaline around before enclosing her small figure in his strong arms. The girl was too stunned to react. Her heart skipped a beat when a warm hand was placed on the back of her head, patting it gently. "How are you, my baby?" Damien cooed softly in her ears before massaging her thick locks with his fingers, "You should have called me before coming here by yourself. I would have picked you up from your apartment." He kept speaking but his lips were stretched in a small smile. Burying his face in her locks, he inhaled her fragrance and closed her eyes. Her essence was his heaven. But unlike him, Emmaline was a statue. The warmth of his touch always performs its magic but this time she didn't let it sway her mind. Her blue orbs were blazing with the flames of vengeance. Moving slightly aside, she gave a harsh push on his right shoulder and freed herself. The blow was so sudden that Damien also wasn't able to comprehend it. His hands fell to the si

Tapping the concrete vigorously with his shiny black shoes, Matteo checked his watch for the nth time still there was no sign of his date, Emmaline Dawson. The girl after exiting his dad’s company had given him the news of the day, she agreed to be his woman for the night which was something overwhelming yet shocking for him. It was so sudden but he managed to select the perfect dress for her, something which would match her taste. Matteo didn’t get time to send it to her personally so he send it via his men. He was dreading her reaction as Emmaline though has accepted his friendship, disliked taking favors. But since the stars were in his favor today, she consented to all his conditions with no objection.Emmaline was currently on her way. She chose to come on her own. Neither she disclosed the reason nor Matteo forced her. He respected her decisions.But he seemed to be now regretting it.The last call Matteo received from her was around thirty minutes ago. The sky had now turned a

The world stopped around the two souls as their lips molded over each other, passionately, vehemently, aggressively.Emmaline was too stunned to react but the zap of current that ripped through their souls binding them together calmed her nerves down. A euphoric feeling made her close her eyes as she slowly reciprocated, shyly and slowly. But the man who was ravaging her lips like a parched traveler was too eating her lips as if they were his favorite meal.But was he to be blamed?No, cause as soon as her dry mouth tasted those cherry plumps, the Alpha King lost his mind and composure. The moment his eyes had fallen over heart-shaped lips that were tainted with dark red lipstick, the thought to taste them burst inside his heart. Gripping her right cheek in her palm, he started feasting on her lips like an animal making Emmaline moan in pain and pleasure.The taste was divine and sweet, only for him. Sticking his tongue out, he gave a gentle lick on her upper lips before engulfing the

"Have you lost your mind? She's just 17!"David raged as he glared at his son who was sitting on the couch with his head down. Matteo curled his fingers in a tight fist while he closed his eyes tightly, frustrated with everything."It will be just titular, Dad. Besides we have decided to tie the knot on her 18th birthday which is after two days. Then we both we'll be legal to get married." Matteo retorted; his pitch was low as he tried to make him understand.Olivia, her mother took a seat beside him and placed her hands on his shoulder, "Matt, it's not about being legitimate, it's that marriage is a very big step. We can't take such hasty decisions based on your fondness. You can take your relationship to another level, and advance your friendship by being her boyfriend. That's it. But marrying her to protect her from Damien Knight is absurd. Also, whatever happened last night, I would advise you to reconsider your decision." Her tone turned rough by the last, telegraphing her disapp