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.

and nearer... and nearer. And now, our noses were touching with our lips inches apart. Kissing him... again and that too in front of so

face turned to my right ear. He bent further and grazed my skin there with his nose. I clutched the sides of skirt but couldn't do anything except it as behind me stood

submit to my touch..... and you won't think

the legal team at

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

cars... which I guessed to be Range-Rover. The lawyer, in a black shirt handed me a transparent writing pad with

escape now! I had to to this....

man, I sensed that similar

anything else on the paper other than the instruction of writing the name to

of this ridiculous clause so I scribbled

frightened look interrupted me as I was about to slam the writing pad

the papers." He spoke with a lowered gaze, specifically because of the man standing behind

almost spat," I still would have been forced to sign it even if it mentioned me marrying a rabid dog! So doesn't make

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

heavily. I calmed down but then realization kicked me 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 state where they could give

for my impulsive outburst. A sweat