Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

That thought kept on scaring her all night. And the first thing after breakfast she did was to join the bedsheets. She wanted to escape no matter how but she just wanted to go away from him.

What sin she has ever done to get in the hands of such a cruel man? Why does her life keep on dragging her back in danger? Ana after some time of comforting her went back but not before giving her the bag.

It was Hazel's. The same bag she didn't get back after that night. After checking the bag thoroughly Creed gave it to Sophia to give back to Hazel. Nothing was special in the bag except her clothes that's why Hazel didn't even feel any better.

She looked up at the ceiling with sad teary eyes. "What are you doing God? Why are you doing this to me?" She mumbled closing her eyes.

"I used to go to church every Thursday. I used to donate a little money I had. I never did any bad then why?" She didn't stop the tears that escaped her eyes.

"No! I can't do this." Mumbling to herself she grabbed the joined bedsheets and walked towards the window. She looked out of the window and gulped down.

On the other hand, Cyrus was sitting in his office in a sore mood. His nose was scrunched up in anger while his mind was having distasteful thoughts.

Last night he had to take an important call so he went to the balcony. He got a call from Creed informing him of the upcoming danger. There are many enemies of Cyrus but that one fucking enemy of his was the biggest threat in his life.

That fucking bastard kept on poking his nose in his matters just to find one weakness of Cyrus so he could use that weakness against him. But Cyrus never had one.

He had once kidnapped Ella as well when Cyrus made an agreement with her for being a whore of his. He thought Cyrus has finally fallen in love. He scoffed, love and him. There is only one person in this whole world he loves. And that's his own self.

When he paid no heed to go and save Ella the loser gave up on her on his own. And it wasn't the end.

Ella actually had a few nights with that man before meeting Cyrus. At first, Cyrus thought Ella was sent by him but no after confirming everything he understood it was just her profession. Whoring around with rich men.

The man has gotten an idea of Cyrus having a woman in his house as Ella hadn't been invited to his mansion for over two weeks now. Cyrus needs to make a plan to keep Hazel safe.

It's not like he cares for her. It's just he was the one who dragged her into this world. He was the one who had pulled her into the world of vicious snakes so it was also his duty to keep her safe till he will be done with her.

He needs to keep her hidden till he will be satisfied and after that, he will leave her free not letting anyone know who she was. But that wasn't his concern. He knew protecting her was a piece of cake for him. What was bothering him was his lack of sleep.

Last night when he came back into the room. Hazel wasn't there anymore. And that infuriated him. Why the hell did she leave when he didn't ask her? Sighing out annoyed he plopped down the bed. All night he kept on changing positions to have good sleep but nothing helped.

After trying a lot his mind on it's own went to her. Her moans, trembling body under him, on his mercy, her soft touch on his body. Fuck! Everything made him more restless.

He without realizing got hard once again. All he wanted was to run to her room and take her again and again. But he controlled himself. It was already so late even though he didn't care about her he did care about his important meeting early morning.

And he knew if he went to her he wouldn't be able to have a wink of sleep. So fighting against his sinful desire he closed his eyes and let the sleep overcome him. And once again that girl gave him blue balls and he didn't have any option but to endure the pain.

In the morning he woke up with dark circles and a heavy head. He was still thankful he got a little sleep otherwise the meeting would be destroyed. He didn't even have breakfast.

He wasn't ready to face her or he will end up pouncing on her. He didn't want to be late. His work was really important to him and he never compromised on it for anyone.

He walked towards the vast window covering the whole wall in his office. Loosening the tie around his neck he stared out of the window with his sharp gaze.

"What's wrong with me?" He questioned narrowing his eyes. He knew the reason behind his narcissistic self. He knew why those narcissistic dialogues always erupt from his lips effortlessly but what he was feeling right now was different.

"Why am I feeling so restless?" He whispered rubbing his temple.

Soon the knock on the door caught his attention. He again started the work but not for a second his mind drove away from her thoughts.

After finishing his work the first thing he did was to run to his car. And surprisingly to go to mansion instead of some nightclub. He used to kill his time drinking in clubs but now he wanted to reach his house.

Parking his car he jumped off it followed by his bodyguards. They stopped at the entrance like they always do and Cyrus ran inside the mansion. Sophia and Analise were already left to go to their servant quarters while Creed has gone back to his house.

Cyrus didn't waste any time and took long strides towards her room roughly slamming the door open. Soon his excitement fell in a ditch when he found her nowhere.

He frowned entering her room. He looked around the room gritting his teeth. There were no bedsheets. The window of the room was wide open. He ran towards it and suddenly something heavy hit him.

His breathing accelerated as he moved his pupils around the room. She was nowhere. His hands turned into tight fists to the extent that his skin turned white.