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Twisted Mates. KEEP QUIET
Someone snapped their fingers, and Freya's gaze shot from Dante's face to Oscar.His forehead had crumpled into a frown. "You look as if you're trying hard not to cry or have thought about murdering someone. I'm hoping for you that it's the latter because you will be doing us all a huge favor. The universe will appreciate your hard work," he whispered. "Are you okay?"She nodded, scraping up a smile. "Sorry. Not planning to murder anyone. I just zoned out for a second."Lies. She would very well murder the sonofabitch if she could. But, Who was she kidding? She knew very well that just having the thoughts was no secret to Dante because he could read everyone's thoughts, smell and feel any emotion. Was she really going to go ahead with staying there? It wasn't too late to turn back. Although that would be so unfair because Jake put in a lot of hard work to make her stay there possible.For a moment, words stopped streaming down on everyone's heads like a scalding shower, and she realiz
Twisted Mates. TROUBLE AT WORK
He tugged at his collar, his smile wolfish. "You know how I hate meaningless people. It is purely coincidental or fate is trying to play a joke on us.""And you think I care about what you hate or not. Dante, or Mr. Ian, you are just my boss, not my Alpha or Master. Get that right." She had zero control over her voice at this point, and she saw that he knew that she was a step from punching him square in the face.He looked at her flatly. "Trying to act mad? Try harder.""Well, consider yourself lucky because I have no intention of wasting my positive energy on someone so cruel and soulless as you. You can go back to your pack, where you are worshiped. Because here, you are getting none of that." She turned around, ready to storm out the door. She took the first few steps, but Dante grabbed her wrist and spun her in place. His touch sent a jolt of electricity straight to her heart, which only proved that her mind was brave, but she still feared him."Keep quiet," he warned.She rolle
Twisted Mates. REMINDER
"Good morning, Mr. Ian! Here is your refined Cappuccino, daily schedule, and the report for sales of yesterday. You have a ten o'clock meeting with the rival company SAN in your office, and a noon lunch with David Allen and his agent regarding renewing his contract. The survey team left a message that they failed to be the first to collect data on St. Lauren Art. They sent their apologies and offered to work on two projects at once. The launching of the Lamborghini Escala and New York Sea Arts. What would you like me to do with this information, sir?""Make sure you milk them of every penny they've. I am not some freewill donation center. Mess something up, and you pay for it," Dante raged.Considering how much Dante was a workload to deal with, Declan made sure to get him the toughest-skinned PA. Declan couldn't be assisting Dante at all times, since he also had the President's duties to do in the company and a plan B in place. It was no news that most of the women in the company we
Twisted Mates. A SENSE OF DUTY
Dante knew he should back down before Declan suffered from a heart attack. Being a dick with everyone would lead him to nowhere. But, what did he care about? He hated the idea of having anything to do with Freya with a fiery passion, but, he didn't want his powers gone. So, suck it up and act like a man. He knotted his fingers together, leaning forward and meeting his gaze. Nature must've known that he would one day come to this point. That was why he got all his father's qualities intimidated people and made one want to commit murder whenever they had anything to do with him. Although deep down, in that vacuum, meant for the position of his heart, a part of his mother was there. A part he has been battling with over the years."Declan, you know that having learned about this aspect of my family's life, I've come to love it. Secondly, even without having proper knowledge about all this, the income I've generated for this company since I took over is a groundbreaker. I pride myself in
Twisted Mates. FRENEMY
Dante ended up ignoring Freya for the rest of the day. It wasn't intentional, but satisfactory all the same. He didn't even bother to show her to her desk. He wasn't entirely sure what Declan wanted her to do there, but he knew after the face-off that morning that he'd better keep her because he risked losing a lot.Freya thought that ignoring Dante will get the job done. In his mind, he was plotting everything possible, carving every impossible task to make sure her torture wasn't any less. All the same, maintaining a large distance between them.After having his lunch with David and his Agent, Dante had to overview the recently imported art from Singapore before their sales. David was still trying to get his dick in an intern's skirt while a presenter was having an argument with the news unit because they didn't have the order of the presentation right. If Dante wasn't Lucifer himself, all these were enough to give one a meltdown.Since Freya didn't have a desk, a computer, or anyone
Twisted Mates. BATTLELINE
Freya actually thought that they were playing by the same rules. They were on the more tense ground now, and even though the room was empty save for her and him, Dante could feel it burning up with their anger. Unexpectedly, he liked her hot and bothered, but that didn't mean he was going to see her more than just a girl he could play with. He wasn't going to break his rules for anyone. Most annoyingly, a slave girl. That didn't interfere with the fact that his wolf kept frustrating him by making his sexual drive high. His balls tightened, though. His muscles tensed, too, with the frustration of not being able to remind her that she might hate him because of her experiences with him. But, he could overpower and have her spread out on the table just to get his wolf off his back. "Miss Parrish." Dante clasped her chin between his fingers, angling her face to meet his gaze."Freya," she corrected.She wanted to make him see that she wasn't afraid of him. That ship had fucking sailed th
Twisted Mates. SINFUL THOUGHT
Things got progressively and unbearably worse in the week following her move, which Oscar sarcastically referred to as 'exile' from Speed to the Transportation unit ALA newsroom. It was trivia times like that that someone like Freya restricted herself.The place was a prison made from gold. Well organized with desks glued together in a wave pattern, circling huge monitors that broadcast different news channels from all over the world.The newsroom was round, with glass walls. Nearby was another conference room made of glass as well-in which fresh pastries and fruit were set in fancy baskets and elegant glass water bottles were lined together neatly. There were cabinets filled with coffee, noodles, and a display of flowers on top of them. There were hundreds of monitors, switchboard phones, keyboards, and cables running from side to side. There was a stairway to the seventh floor that led to a door with a plaque plastered on it: We give you the choice to go anywhere. That was laughable
Twisted Mates. FILTHY OMEGA
Dante's PA was the definition of candy sweet. Unfortunately, she was also a ticking time bomb. Dante was such a tyrant, she spent the majority of the day running after him, taking orders, or sobbing softly in the restroom. Today was the fourth time Freya had found her doing that-on a Friday, of all days, a second before everyone in Seattle poured into fancy bars and hole-in-the-wall pubs to celebrate the weekend freedom-and Freya silently slid a box of tissues and a mini-box of chocolate bars into her stall. She'd been too scared to ask for Freya's help, and she didn't know how to broach the subject without making her feel weak. But that fourth time in the restroom broke Freya. To hell with her boss and his deep blue eyes, his pouty lips, dirty mouth, and personal trainer's body. There was no way in hell he was going to keep making people's life miserable. Victoria reminded Freya of what she used to pass through in the hands of Dante and his pack. Yet, she had no one to ask for help.
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