INDEBTED To A Tyrant King

My Feisty Little Red

Summer

Over the years I had tried to have a boyfriends, there were many opportunities but every time when I had come closer to the time where I had to act on it, I had chickened out. Every time I had closed my eyes before kissing someone only one face had appeared in my mind, and a pair of stern blue eyes. Warning me away. Telling me that I shouldn’t.

And now those blue eyes looked at me from behind the desk as I stood half naked in front of me. Suddenly, the wolf stood up. I blinked as all six four of him came in view as he rounded his desk, or should I say he prowled toward me. As if waiting for an opportune moment to lunge at me. Gabriel Wolfe was thirty two, a man in his prime. And his body was made for pleasure, to give and take. And to kill, a voice whispered from the back. But for now, my eyes were looking at him as if they had finally got a drop of fresh water after being thirsty for so long. What? You can’t begrudge me for appreciating what God has surely done the best of him and sent this specimen on earth. Hell, I had seen women hanging on his arm. No matter of what station, they’d look at him as if he held the moon and the sun in the other hand. f**k, I used to be one of his admirers, thinking how much out of league he was for me. And afraid, that I’d never be enough, but then I saw what he was hiding behind his godlike body and angel like face. And I had stopped fantasizing about him. Okay not stopped, but I knew it was wrong and I shouldn’t act on it. I shouldn’t have anything to do with him.

He came to stand between me and the desk, engulfing me in his spicy scent and the earthy smell that was uniquely his. I made to step back but he stopped me with just a finger under my chin. That small touch sent electricity frizzling through me. Tilting my face up, his eyes roamed over my face, noticing every nuance. And then he said, “I like you much better without all the make up you had on Ryan’s wedding.” As if it wasn’t enough, his hand went behind my head and I felt his fingers plucking the clip that was holding my bun free, and then he combed my hair down, around my face, arranging the locks on my shoulders. “Much better.” He leaned closer. “Besides that, I’d like them wrapped around my fist.”

Liquid heat ran through my veins. And that was the f*****g problem. Knowing that what he was capable of didn’t stop my body from responding to him. And I hated him for that. Yeah, I hated him for making me feel like that. I steeled myself and looked at him, grateful for the heels as I didn’t have to tilt my head back more than necessary. “Now you have seen. Are you going to help me?”

“Have I?” He flicked those blue eyes down to my bra and panties for emphasis, before they came back to me. “I don’t think so.”

I bristled. “I won’t get naked.”

He relaxed back against the desk, his hands beside him, palms flat on the desk surface and his wolf ring blinking in the light. “You will do whatever I want if you want my help.”

“I want your help and in exchange I would give you what you have always wanted. But it doesn’t mean that you own me and that you can order me around.” I snapped, not liking the way he just put down his demand. He had always been sweet with me, and now he was anything but.

“It’s not even a tip of what I’d want from you and you are already backing out.” He said pushing away from the desk as he took a step close to me. The toes of my heels touching the tip of his shoes.

I didn’t like all these feelings and call me a coward but I was done. “It was a mistake, coming here to you.” I bent down to pick up my clothes. And then before I could stop myself I said and I don’t know why it came out as a taunt, because may be a part of me knew it would get to him. “I could easily sell my virginity to some other billionaire who would give me the money I need.”

In the next second my face was pressed on the surface of his desk as he held my hand behind my back. Bent in half on his desk, I squirmed, but he held me in place. “No one. Touches. You.” He didn’t yell or shout, but there was no mistaking the half whispered growl that came out of his mouth. And, there was the wild animal that I knew he was, that he hides behind his sophisticated suits and beautiful face. “You came here by your own choice, but you’ll only get out of here if I allow it.”

“So now you’re going to imprison me. How are you different from the one who came into my apartment and threatened me.” I gritted out, cursing the heat that travelled all over my body from where his hand touched the small of my back as he held my wrist.

The hold loosened and I straightened. Twisting my hand, I rubbed the place where he had grabbed me. His hold hadn’t hurt me, but it still felt like there was an invisible shackle where he had touched. Looking up I watched as he rounded the desk and sat back in his chair. He tilted his chin on the chair beside me. “Sit.”

“I am not your dog.” I retorted.

“No. You are not.” He agreed and then once again he gestured at the chair as he said, “Sit. We have a lot to talk.” I slid the chair closer to where I was standing and was about to sit when he said, “Wear your clothes.”

Looking up him, I saw how the nerve ticked in his jaw and his eyes, unintentionally slipped to my breasts again and again. Hiding a smirk that threatened to pull at my lips, I did as he said. I wore my clothes.

Gabriel

What the f**k I am gonna do now!

I have all the plans lined up.

Everything was supposed to go as I had planned.

But I made a mistake. A big one.

My Little Red was no longer little. Oh, I was totally pleased by the changes she had gotten. But I wasn't prepared for the snark and sass she has now. And the way she was challenging me on my every sentence, all I f*****g want was to say hell with my plans and then slam her against my office door so I could f**k her the way I had wanted since forever.

I watched as she donned her clothes. Slipped her hoodie over her head, hiding those handful breasts from me. The choice of her bra and panties had taken me by surprise, lacy and sexy. Like she was going to seduce some poor unsuspecting man. And the thought made me homicidal, part of me wanted to know for whom she had wore those. But I told myself that it would all be mine soon enough, no need to sulk. But my irritation only increased as I spied a little smirk that she tried to hide. f**k me. My Little Red was playing me. And I f*****g got played. Perfect. She'll do.

I watched as she wore her short jean shorts and then sat down opposite me on the chair, crossing her legs that seemed so long, bare and encased in those glittering gold heels. She had always been small but then one summer she grew up and filled out so perfectly that I had to compose myself every time before I entered her house for the business with her father. But no matter how taller she got, she never reached my six four and every time I looked at her I always get this strange feeling deep in my chest to pick her up in my arms and just keep her there pressed to my chest, near the organ that pumps blood in my body. Now, you’ll say that it has something to do with deep seated feelings I have for her, but you’d be wrong. I don’t do feelings, haven’t done since I was eleven. I shook my head and came back to the present.

Looking at her soft face, and those unique purplish eyes, I knew what it was that I felt for this girl. I like to capture things, to collect them, control them. To have them in my grasp so I could let the world know how powerful I was and my Little Red was that something. Looking at her no one would tell me that they’d already seen something as beautiful and as unique as her. She was the exception in this wide world. Even though she was now twenty four, looking at her I could still tell how f*****g naïve she was. And what else it could be for her to come here, seeking my help. My help. There’s a thought to laugh out loud. I wouldn’t help a dying man if I wasn’t sure that I would get something in return. I am an asshole like that. The biggest one you’ll ever find. But she offered me something, didn’t she? If I am right she was taunting me by saying that she could sell her virginity to someone else. My fists clenched. But I gradually relaxed though it took a bit of a effort, knowing that she was sitting just at arm’s length from me, untouched and ready to be all mine.

I can’t f*****g wait.

“Start from the beginning.” I said now, as kicked back in my chair, settling in, showing for all the world that nothing could faze me. But then I’d be wrong, and I’m man enough to accept that, because my Little Red had a power unknown to anyone that somehow she had managed to faze me and still does.

She glared at me, but she did as she was told. And told me everything. If I had known what she was going to tell me, I wouldn’t have asked her in the first place. But I did, so now I was going to listen to it all. And it doesn’t matter that I loathed each and every word coming out of her mouth. It was too much but despite that I was in control of the rage brewing inside me. But then she told me how her father descended into drugs and gambling and how he treated the girls.

“Did he hit you?” I asked, my words soft and threatening.

Summer stilled, blinked up at me with her purplish eyes now subdued with the memories of how she had to live last three years. “No. Of course not. It was just that time when he pushed Erica. He didn’t know what he was doing, but I didn’t wanted her to see our father like this. So I sent her away to study.” I nodded. But then her eyes narrowed and she said, “Not that it’s any of your business, you were the one who drove us away, forced us to flee.”

“I didn’t do any such thing. I gave your father a choice.”

She scoffed, her eyes flashing in contempt. “The choice between his house and his daughter.” She gritted out. “You took away everything. Our money. Our home. Our lives.”

“I didn’t take anything, your father lost that all on his own.” I replied calmly, not giving away anything of what I was thinking.

“I am done here.” She slid her chair back and stood up, marching to the door.

“How are you gonna get your father back?” I asked still sitting and watching her from my chair. “Do you have other options lying around to get you money that you need.”

She halted and then slowly turned around to face me. “Why are you doing this, you could just help me.”

“I could.” I agreed. “But you knew even before coming here that I won’t.”

“What else do you want?” She asked, her words soft, almost like she was afraid of the answer.

I stood up, rounded my desk and took leisurely steps toward her. She stiffened as I drew closer and took a step back, which put her back flash against the door. “Are you ready to do anything to save your father and sister?” I asked, trailing a fingertip down her soft cheek.

“I am here, aren’t I?” She retorted, standing as stiff as a board without breathing. But her eyes breathed fire. Ah, there is my feisty Little Red, no longer sweet. And I can't wait to devour her like the big bad wolf that I am.

“Hmm, that you are.” I murmured, leaning closer to her. Her pink lips parted and I remembered the petal soft touch of them from three years ago. Just a hair’s breath from her lips, I said, “Marry me.”

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