"But if you didn't.."

The warning in Dakota's voice sends chills down my spine as he lowers his wolfish face and sneers, "Then I won't let you rest or close your legs all day."

My heart beats fast like a church bell as I stare into his eyes that challenge me in his own dark ways. But I am Emara Stone, I won't let him win.. Even if it means I have to lose.

I pull the strings of the apron and let it slip off my body.

Dakota watches me with utter shock plastered on his face as he sees me standing naked in front of him. His throat makes a loud gulping sound as I take a step towards him.

I don't know what I am doing, but I am going to figure it out half way.

My heart beats faster with every second, but I don't let it show on my face. My bold eyes lock with his as I meet his penetrative gaze head on.

A surge of shock electrifies in his eyes as I get on the tip of my toes and grab a fistful of his hair in a tight grip. In a sudden impulsive move, I yank him towards me causing the black in his eyes to widen in surprise as I crush my lips onto his untouchable lips.

I hear him take a deep breath as our lips collide in a fusillade and I feel sparks igniting at the touch of our lips.

I grab his hair, thrusting my tongue into his mouth and feel his body getting tense up in a stunned reaction. I don't care if he is on the verge of a heart attack at this moment, I am done with all the teasing and temptation he has put me through.

I wanted to kiss him. Taste him. Feel him. I long to solve the mystery of what he is made up of. And the quickest way to enter his heart is by his mouth.

With a surge of impatience, I press my lips against his and kiss him with all my anger, all my passion and with all my desperation.

Strong hands grip my waist and pull me closer while his tongue pushes deep inside my mouth with urgency. I moan as I feel his belt rubbing on my waist, while he presses me hard against his warm chest.

It is like fireworks shooting in my mouth as our tongues collide with explosive force. His kisses are ardent and demanding like he has not been kissed in ages. And only after a minute, I realize it might not be the hard texture of his belt that is rubbing against my lower belly.

"Dakota!" I cry out his name as he bites my lip.

I try to push him away, but like a steel wall, he doesn't budge. His hands massage my ass and unknowingly, my fingers work on his every button, until I peel his shirt away from his skin.

"Oh God!" I moan as his lips trail down my neck as with his teeth grazing against my neckline. I hastily undo his belt and then pants.

I am growing impatient with each passing moment we are getting close.

As soon as his pants hit the ground, Dakota swiftly steps out of them. I seize the opportunity as one in a million and quickly pick up all his clothes.

The brute watches me in plain shock as he stands there in nothing but his underwear, and observes me buttoning up his shirt.

"What are you doing?" Dakota licks his just kissed lips and asks me with the clouds of confusion hovering above his head.

"I am wearing your clothes, silly!" I exclaim as I tighten the belt around my waist, securing his shirt like a dress. So, not even Dumbledore can pull it off with his magic wand.

"What?" Dakota furrows his eyebrows in confusion as he looks at me like he is trying to crack some top level AI code.

"Yes." I tell him and turn around to leave.

"Oh, and by the way, you kiss like a bitch." I pause dramatically just to tell him, "Ryan was way better than you!" Then with a triumphant smirk, I bolt through the open door which leads to my freedom.

I dash on my two legs with his pants in my hands. The air feels different on my face. My skin is glowing in the sunlight and my hair is shining like I just stepped out of a shampoo commercial.

I sense zero stress on my face and I feel ten years have melted away from my skin as I finally walk out of the jail he has put me into since past four days.

I pull out his wallet from his pocket and throw his Armani pants in his stupid swimming pool, then catwalk to the gate like it is Gucci's ramp walk.

I am the baddest girl this city's ever seen,

Watch me steal your dad and make a scene.

I'll become your mommy, just wait and see..

The most notorious Queen, that's surely me!

"EMARA!"

Suddenly, I hear a loud growl behind me, which even shakes the ground below me.

I spin around only to witness an angry six-feet-four inches brute, standing in his bright red underwear and glaring at me fiercely like an enraged bull.

Shit!

"EMARA!" Dakota roars my name, his nostrils flare as he takes a dangerous step towards me. My heart beat races and so does my legs.

I don't care if it's the death of me, but I am running away.

I hold his wallet dear to my heart and run like a bitch whose ass has been fired with rockets. Dakota strides after me, catching me fast in his underwear as I run away from him.

"Open the gate. Hurry!" I scream at the watchman, who is staring at us with a dropped down jaw as if he has never seen his boss chasing a girl in his knickers before.

I shove the guard aside and push the open button, which instantly triggers the lock and the door to my freedom creaks open.

I rush to the iron bar which once held me captive and run faster on my flips flops. Nobody can stop me today. Even if Satan himself crawled out of the underground, I will slap him out of my way.

But it seems like nobody can stop Dakota as well. With his eyes narrowed down at me, he mindlessly chases after me, barefoot and wearing nothing but his undies, catching up to me fast like I stole a rare artifact from him.

"EMARA!"

"Ahh!" I scream and turn towards the lonely alley which is covered with high walls from all the sides, hoping he won't see me. But like a crazy maniac he runs after me, without caring about his million dollar reputation.

"MINE!" I hear another growl, which sends shiver down my spine.

Suddenly I hear a strange sound, something similar to the sound of cracking bones or snapping branches. Curiously, I turn around and my jaw falls down along with me as I see the human who was Dakota before, shifting into a black beast.

I am stunned beyond belief. My eyes widen to the point, they almost roll out of the socket as the furry beast strides menacingly towards me.

In the blink of an eye, he is right in front of me, hovering over me like a feral predator.

He is huge.

Razor-sharp teeth brooding out like a vicious animal with its black eyes focused on me. My chest rises and falls frantically and I couldn't believe the reality of my own existence.

This must be a joke. A prank. Oh my god! What is this creature?

My mind races as I try to process what I am seeing. I thought Dakota was scary but in front of this animal, he looks like a meme.

The beast snarls at my face, baring his teeth in a show of aggression. My screams of terror echo through the air as he grabs me by my ankle in between his vicious jaws and begins to drag me back.

"No, please! Help! Please help!" I cry out loudly. My nails claw into the sand as the monstrous beast drags me back to his home, the place I tried to run away from.

The unescapable castle of the cruel king!

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