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.

now, our noses were touching with our lips inches apart. Kissing him...

skin there with his nose. I clutched the sides of skirt but couldn't do anything except it as behind me stood the non-budging wall. While his touch were giving me tingles across my skin, his hot breath seemed to be

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

he turned to join the legal team at the back,

rooted to me place, and after like 5 minutes, one of the lawyers called me out,"Miss Mathews, please go through these papers and sign them." He said.

to one the sleek steel grey colored cars... which I guessed to be Range-Rover. The lawyer, in a

had to to this.... this was really

man, I sensed that similar heat radiating at my back.

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 had to sign with the name :-

in front of this ridiculous clause so I scribbled my name as

I was about to slam the

He spoke with a lowered gaze, specifically

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

shock. The legal clan took a back step away from where they stood. While the guards seemed to be waiting for a shooting order from their boss. I couldn't blame them, afterall, I just compared the Mafia king to a sick dog. But they couldn't blame me too! I wasn't

on my 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 the

consequences I could face for my impulsive outburst. A sweat beads rolled down from