His Private Property

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I had been sitting here hearing this man’s blabbering on and on. He owns me a huge amount of money and has been delaying it for four months now. I have had enough of his excuses so I ordered to pick him up and bring him in front of me. When he came over here the only thing that caught my eye was the fear in his eyes it reminded me of my childhood. My childhood was as shitty as anyone’s can be. My mother was a single mother and she had loved me unconditionally until one day she came to my room with a man and said that he is my father and I have to go with him. I begged her to not let me go with him but she ignored all my pleas and that man dragged me from my small home to a mansion. I cried and cried and told him to let me go but my pleas didn’t affect him a bit. He told me that it was my life from now and I have to get used to it. He beat me up to plump so that I would learn to live his life but I was not giving up without a fight. I fought him with every ounce of power in me but at last, I broke myself when I found out that my mother died in an accident and I had no one to go to and no one to fight for. My father had won and molded me in his filthy ways. From that day onward I didn’t trust anyone except for my cousin who had helped me through all that. Tyson was always there for me with everything happening in my life. He held my hand and saved me from my father’s abuse many times. Tyson had gone through much himself and didn’t want anyone else to go through the same. After my father died it was me in line to do his job. I had been in this mafia Kingdom for one year now and all I had done was killing people. At some time it would have disgusted me the smell of blood and a lifeless body lying in front of me but I had shut all the windows and holes in my heart from which any light could seep through. I was a cold-hearted person and I knew it and I didn’t have any regrets about that. My heart was made when I saw no remorse in my mother’s eyes and no shame or softness in my father’s eyes when he abused me and made me the man I am now. Tyson was sitting beside me looking towards me with a question in his eyes of why I was listening to the lame excuses of this man. It had been half an hour since that man came into my office and I had just sat there and listened to him. I stood up and he stopped talking I moved and stopped right in front of his face his eyes filled with fear as if he knew that there was no way out. he stepped back a bit to make some distance between us and that angered me even more and I throw a sold punch on the left side of his face and he went flying to the ground. He started bleeding right away. I was angrier than I should be but I was not able to contain the anger anymore and was looking like a good candidate for that. I sat on him as he was lying on his back and started punching him. I didn’t know what was happening to me but the look of fear in his eyes was making me look at the boy that I was once and that picture was playing with my head. After a few punches, it was Tyson that pulled me off of him. By the time I looked at the man lying on my office floor his face was covered in blood. I looked down at my hand and his blood was dripping from my hand on the plush wood on my office. The man was crying and begging for mercy. He again started to give excuses and when I moved close to him he started begging to stop and then he said something that stopped me. He told me he would give something in return to the money he borrowed and after that, with shaky hands, he took a paper out of his pocket.

He handed me the paper and when I turned it was a picture of a girl. I was taken aback by his action as he started to tell us about the girl and where she lived and worked. While he was telling everything I was looking at the girl in the picture her green eyes were so bright and the smile that she was giving was the brightest smile he had ever seen. It was the smile with genuine happiness. She was about 5.3” but her curves were visible from the dress she was wearing. She had long black hairs about her hips. “Who is she to you?” the question came out before I could think of it. He stopped talking and after a few seconds he spoke “She is my daughter”. His words shocked me he had the most beautiful girl as his daughter and he was selling her just to flee from the debt. He felt the same way his mother did to him and that thought disgusted him to the core but on the other hand, the girl in the picture was intriguing him more and more by every single second. He ordered the guy to leave and never come back. The picture from his hand was snatched and when he looked back it was Tyson looking at her with hunger and lust in his eyes. He knew what he was looking at as he had seen him f**k other girls. He was very rough in bed and always wanted dominance and many girls who slept with him were seen bruised the next morning due to his aggressive and dominating behavior. Tyson was smiling as he must be thinking that what he would do when she would be in his bed. He loved to exploit girls in bed as it was a huge turn-on for him. They both had shared many girls with each other and didn’t have any problem with that but right now as Tyson looked at her with hunger in his eyes I just wanted to protect her small body from him. Lucifer ordered him to check on London’s office and report him back. He wanted him to be gone for now as his mind was not working well and he would make everything more difficult for him. Tyson didn’t know my plan and put the picture back on the table and went out of the office. The office was empty and I was left alone with my thoughts and the picture of the girl that was playing with my mind and body when I didn’t even know her name. At that moment I knew that I had to get over with this and it was good sooner than later. I called my research team and gave them her picture. After that I went to my room with some dirty scenarios in my mind about her and a raging hard-on. I knew that it wouldn't be comfortable sleeping like this so I decided to take a cold shower. I entered my room and went straight for the bathroom where I dropped off my clothes on the bathroom floor and started shower spraying cold water all over my body and mainly my hard member which was in no mood to soften up. After 20 minutes in a cold shower, I heard my phone ringing in the room. I turned the shower off and wrapped a towel around my waist and went into my room to get the phone. It was my research team and they gave me all the information about the girl in the picture. She was Neha a university graduate and new worker at lovecon. The thing that excited me more was that she was in a wedding garden executing her first event. I disconnected the phone and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the picture sitting on the table. I stood up and went into my closet and wore a dress just because I was going to a wedding ceremony. I went downstairs and out of the house to my car. After 15 minutes I reached the desired destination. I went straight to the hall without bothering to tell anyone. My bodyguard David took care of everything after me. The moment I entered my eyes went straight to the girl standing at the bar watching the couples on the dance floor dancing. The smile on her face was so bright that it was trying to get to my heart but the walls that I built around it were strong enough to not let them enter but that smile had started to warm my cold heart and I felt something in my heart that was out of my control. Her purple dress was up to her mid-thighs and her tanned legs were on display. Her long black hair was made in a rough bun and she wore minimal makeup on her face but she was the most beautiful girl in the hall. Her green eyes were roaming in the hall and by just looking at her I was hard again.

I was looking at her with such intensity that she turned and I knew that she felt my eyes on her so I moved away from a little bit when I looked back she was not standing in the same position and after looking around I spotted her on the dance floor in the arms of a guy who was looking at her face and she was smiling at him as if it was only her and him in the hall. My blood started to boil and anger started to shoot up but I soothed myself as it was not the right time. I went to the bar and ordered some whisky. I started to down my glass of whisky with my eyes fixated on Neha. It was my fourth glass when they stopped dancing. After a while, everyone started to leave and when I saw Neha getting ready to leave I went out and sat in my car. When she came out she started walking hurriedly. She was nothing like her father which I was very grateful for and I wondered if she knew that her whole life was going to change as her father had sold her to me and Tyson. I followed her with a considerable distance between us but she was, again and again, looking back as she was feeling my stare on her. After a while, a car stopped close to her and she looked with a confused look towards the car and after a while, her confusion changed into relief and she smiled at who was inside the car and after some time she felt hesitant. I was about to get out of the car when the same guy from the ceremony came out of the car and went to her side of the car and pushed her inside the car. The moment his hand touched her anger rose inside me. They started to move and I followed them. After a while, the car stopped in front of an old apartment building. I looked close to what they were doing in the car but after a few seconds Neha came out of the car and stood on the carb as if waiting for anything to happen and then the driver side of the door opened and the guy came out of the car and started kissing her. It was it for me nut my bodyguard stopped “I don’t think that she would like you separating them as she is kissing him too” he had a point but I was not able to contain my anger but as the situation proceeded his hands started to move on her legs and she stopped him once but he was persistent. From the far, I was not able to see properly but I knew deep in me that she was not comfortable with him now and when he pushed her on his car and she tried to protest I was out of my car without even knowing what I was doing. I was just there to see her but it had changed the course. My blood was boiling as I was moving closer to them. I grabbed him by his shirt and yanked him on the road. My anger was prominent from my eyes and to save us from any scene on the road David came by my side and picked him up and moved away. The anger was still there but when I looked at the face of Neha the anger was soothed away. Her disheveled hairs and her lips red from the forceful kissing were still a sight to behold. Her dress was moved upward but she was just looking at me. I moved closer to her and her green eyes widened even more. I moved my face closer to her ears and her vanilla scent was making me hard, her neck was so soft and smoothed and images of me kissing her neck came running into my mind. She shivered a little which made me even harder. I intestinally brushed my lips on her ear and I was awarded another shiver “see soon baby girl” I said and without losing any more control I moved back and went in my car. She stood there for a while and then went running in her apartment. I stood there in my car as I saw her apartment’s light turn on and after a while, it turned off. I wanted to wait for a few days to know if she was worth it but I was not able to see her anymore in the situation she was in. The apartment building was very old and there was no security in the building. I contemplated my options and opted to take her with me. I waited until I was sure that everyone was asleep and she would not make a drama out of it. It was about 1 in the night when I went up the stairs with David to her apartment. David pushed the door and it fell on the floor and we both went inside. I was able to see her body moving in the darkness but I was fast and put a blindfold in her eyes and a piece of cloth in her mouth. I wanted this to happen as quietly as it came to be. After that, she started to struggle but her small hands were nothing on the buildup body of David. We went downstairs carrying David's shoulder and to the car. After securing her in the backseat of the car we started to move in the direction of my Island. 

.....................................New Book.....................................

Neha wasn’t born to live in this part of the world. The part in which women are nothing but an entertainment for men.

Where blood is spilt mercilessly every second without regret

Where power and money is all that mattered

Neha wasn’t born to live in the world where Hercules ruled ruthlessly

When the devil captures Neha and forcibly pushes her into a tornado of danger, burning lust and uncontrollable feelings. Along with the grief of losing her father, can she walk out the disaster in one piece and understand her new life?

Or will she fall to her knees and leave herself exposed to other distresses she never imagined she would go through?

Her naiveté will make her want to reach for Hercules’s sinful hands during the times she struggles to stay on her feet.

But what she doesn’t know is that maybe falling into a pit of darkening tragedies is better than falling into the arms of a callous man.

***please note this is a dark romance with dark themes and as such trigger warnings do apply.

“I'm feeling generous right now,” the devil says as he walks into my room wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans. In the midst of the whirlwind of emotions, I catch myself checking him out in his casual clothing. Maybe I can add having a good looking-husband to the good reasons for marrying him as well.

“Marrying me is not an option for you,” he takes a seat on the bed beside me, my shoulder brushes his arms and I feel tingles run across my body. “But before I put a ring on your finger that you will never take off, I’ll give you the chance to ask me a few questions about myself. I know everything about you, and I know that it upsets you that you know nothing about me,” he turns and looks at me. “I'm not doing this because I f*****g pity you, Neha. I'm doing this because then you could stop screaming at me and making me want to punish you. Remember who I am.”

CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS

Neha - A twenty years old born Indian with black hair and dark brown eyes. She has a rich golden colored skin and is slim with the right  amount of curves in her body. She moved to the USA when she was just twelve with her father (papa).  She is innocent and sweet and the type of woman who would go out of her way to be kind to someone and show love. She’s also quiet and has been alone with no friends until she gets kidnapped by Hercules while still being a virgin. Neha is fierce as well, she fights for what she thinks is right, and doesn’t get scared easily, never cowers in front of a man and isn’t afraid to talk back to anyone. At the same time, Neha suffers from anxiety and negative thoughts. She questions herself as well as what others does and that was her downfall.

Hercules – A thirty two year old billionaire who is a fearful business tycoon in New York in addition to one of the most stunning looking men. He also is involved highly with the mafia and controls most people in the country. Hercules has never been emotionally attached to anything or anyone. He doesn’t show feelings or love and is only a heartless man who kills without a blink of his eye. He’s dominating and always in a position of power, under his silent terrifying attitude, Hercules is a smart man who has a sharp mind that helps him get anything he wants to. Hercules AKA the devil kidnaps Neha with the intention of making her his w***e.

Alexander (Alex) – Hercules’s business partner and the only friend and person he trusts with his life. Alex is gay and almost as rich as Hercules. He has a fun personality and always cracks jokes, he’s flirty and blunt, but when the moment comes for him to be serious, Alex can be intimidating. Alex protects the people he loves and would sacrifice himself without a second thought. He has blonde hair and light blue eyes, his skin is painted with tattoos and although he looks like a daunting man, inside he has a soft heart and is a big ‘teddy bear’.

Maddison – A twenty five year old woman who was first hired by Hercules to tend to his mansion’s cleanliness and other affairs. She has blonde hair, a thick, curvier body that catches the eye of a lot of men, she looks like a typical mean girl and sometimes acts like one as well. Maddison and Neha hated each other at the beginning, but soon became best friends. Maddison always speaks her mind even though what she says could come off as rude; Maddison is always there for the ones she cares about, and is a woman who is fun to be around with because of her hyper, spontaneous personality.

Valentine – An South American man who is the born enemy of Hercules. He is just as powerful as Hercules but always has come second to him. Valentine is a slimy man who has no good morals and all what he has inside is the greed for more money and power. He would do anything to take Hercules place in society and, so is always in battle against Hercules as he fights to stand in his place. Valentine is the same age as Hercules is but doesn’t possess the same mind set of him as he is completely reckless.

Alesso – he is the leader of the Italian mob and works with Hercules at times. Alesso has shoulder length brown hair and light brown eyes; he has a sweet personality with charm that always makes the ladies fall for him. Alesso is wealthy and commanding as well as a trustworthy man who never breaks his promise. Alesso met Neha when Hercules and she came to Rome for business meetings and he fell in love with Neha’s character without the knowledge of knowing she’s married to his long working partner.