Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

JENNIFER'S POV

I smiled gently at him and again threw a bucket of cuss words at my tormenter. Certainly he manipulated all his guards, servants around him, torturing them to work for him!

Poor them! I sighed and continued,"Well, Champ is the trophy I got in my 12th grade for being the arounder in the five section." I spoke with a triumphant smile."Charlie is my all time favorite Rubics cube. And Coco, my dearest coffee mug."

"And as for Sweety-" but I was cut in by that hypnotic, deep voice.

"That ridiculous red coloured hybrid of alto and nano of yours." Completed my captor.

I narrowed my eyes at him. If I hated him earlier for who he was, now I despised him to entirely a different level for calling my Sweety 'ridiculous red coloured hybrid of alto and nano'.

Nevertheless, I continued.

"And fourth and most importantly..." I stopped, mid-way, and turned my gaze to the floor. My breath quickened and I felt my cheeks burn.

... You won't force me on the bed." I somehow completed my point.

And finally, with that tilted head, he fave me a lazy smile and straightened. I felt my core quiver in..... want... need? Hell No! Nothing of that sort! My stomach simply churned with anxiety.

were touching with our lips inches apart. Kissing him... again and that too in front of so many people was the

anything except it as behind me stood the non-budging wall. While his touch were giving me tingles across my skin,

Sweetheart, you shall be more than willing to submit to my touch..... and you won't think twice before ditching your self-dignity." He rasped seductively in my

join the legal team at the back, leaving me crimson coloured

out,"Miss Mathews, please go through these papers and sign them." He said. I walked to them and with every step my heart slammed against my chest

Range-Rover. The lawyer, in a black shirt handed me a transparent writing

no escape now! I had to to this.... this was really

that similar heat radiating

the two blanks in the page without glancing anything else on the paper other than the instruction of writing the name to be used as the official one after marriage. Which meant, I

front of this ridiculous clause so I scribbled my name as :- Jennifer

me as I was about to slam the writing pad on the

mentioned in the papers." He spoke with a

if it mentioned me marrying a rabid dog! So doesn't make a fucking difference for me!" I snapped as I banged the

be waiting for a shooting order from their boss. I couldn't blame them, afterall, I just compared the Mafia

butt as I realized that the man whom I just called a filthy animal was standing behind me. I was freaking out. I knees were in

on thinking of the consequences I could face for my impulsive outburst. A sweat beads rolled down from the side my