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Loving The Temperamental Adonis

He stormed into the room, his gray eyes narrowing as he saw the faint trace of a fingerprint on her face. Fury flashed across his face, and he demanded, "Who the fuck did this to you?!" She hesitated, aware of his explosive temper and scared that he might turn on her if she told him that his so called girlfriend, Davina had slapped her for mistakenly dropping a glass. "Nobody, just an accident." she replied, attempting to downplay the situation. A humorless laugh escaped Neil's lips, his gray eyes ablaze with anger. "Nobody? You think I'll let someone get away with hurting you? Tell me, Harrison, or I swear I'll make it my mission to punish every single person in this goddamn building." Knowing he never gave empty threats, Mia opened her mouth and whispered, "It-it was your girlfriend..." Few minutes later, Mia was astonished to witness what he did to his girlfriend for daring to hit her. "Nobody dares lay a filthy hand on something that is mine. Mia Harrison is not my lover, but she is my woman." Meet Neil Wayner, a famous soldier on a secret mission and a successful CEO, with a temper that could burn the world. Love, marriage, he doesn't believe in such things. But when she slowly began to slip her way into his life, he claimed her as his woman. On the other hand, meet Mia Harrison a girl from a poor town studying Journalism in an expensive university with dreams of making it big someday, but when she met Neil Wayner, who is on a secret mission in the University she studies in, things took a turn in Mia's life. Witness the roller coaster romance between a raging devil and a beautiful angel. ** Note: Mature Content. No Rape. *** Disclaimer: cover pic isn't mine, will take it down if the owner wants me to.

Ash20 · Urban
Not enough ratings
270 Chs

Death

As night fell, the sun slipped below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink before fading to darkness. The moon emerged, casting a silvery glow that illuminated the city and the grounds of Silverbrook Hospital. The hospital's windows shimmered softly, and the surrounding streets were bathed in the gentle light.

Inside the hospital, the nurses made arrangements for the Wayner twins to be taken to the ICU to see their mother as Neil had requested.

He wheeled them into the room in neonatal transport incubators. They'd been fed a moment ago and, true to the nurses' words, his children were super active for babies born prematurely. He'd watched them eagerly suck on the rubber nipples used to feed them milk, their tiny fists flying eagerly in the air. He could almost hear them purr in delight as they drank.