14 comments/ 9264 views/ 17 favorites Trapped In Love By: cute2bm3 Hi, I'm Gabrielle Heart and I'm new. Actually this is my first story to ever be published anywhere. So, I hope you enjoy it and all feedback is welcome!!! Sorry but there's no sex in this chapter. But, there will be, very soon! (Sorry if there are any grammatical errors. Please, be willing to correct me if needed. Also, I'm looking for an editor so if you're open to it please contact me!) ************************************************ 'Shit', said Gabbi as she looked at her watch and saw what time it was. 11:35! 'Dammit I wish I had car right now' she thought. She quickly grabbed her stuff and rushed out of the building. She walked around the corner and looked at the trash filled streets, graffiti covered walls, and numerous homeless people lying about. Since she'd been living in the less fortunate parts of Brooklyn her whole life, she was used to these sights and merely kept walking without a backwards glance. She lived 21blocks away from the dance studio and hoped all the drug dealers and prostitutes had gone home early on this particular night. To her dismay, they hadn't and every male she walked by tried to stop her. She knew she was late and that her mom would be pissed if she didn't quickly haul ass and make it home. She stopped at a crosswalk, looked around, and sighed. '18 more blocks to go' she said. Ten minutes and seven more blocks later, she heard a car slowing up behind her. She told herself to not turn around, but to keep walking. 'Hopefully whoever the fuck it is will leave me alone' she thought. They stayed like that for a while. Her walking briskly, while the car followed closely behind. Finally, she heard a car door open, someone getting out, then the car door closing again. 'Aye' called a male voice. She turned around and looked into the face of the most gorgeous man she's ever seen. The first thing he noticed was his intoxicating blue-gray eyes. Next, she noticed his square jaw and his slightly mused mop of hair. She stared at him longing. 'What am I doing ogling this complete stranger' she thought. While she was appraising his face, his eyes were ravenously roaming over every inch of her body. With his intense gaze sweeping over her, she felt exposed and naked in her short shorts and cropped tee. When his eyes finally connected with hers she felt as though a jolt of pure electricity shot through her; she couldn't stop staring into the endless depths of his eyes. At last when she came back to earth, she found him looking at her as though he was expecting her to say something. She fumbled with her words saying, 'Oh, um, Hi I'm uh Gabbi' He smirked and gave her a glimpse of his amazingly white teeth. She almost swooned at his feet. He kept looking at her as a master would to his pet. She was beginning to feel uncomfortable with his strong gaze. 'Baby, you shouldn't be walking out here alone at night. It's dangerous.' She felt like a complete and utter fool with her stammering and fumbling of her words. 'Well, uh you see I don't have car so um I have to walk or take the bus. But, of course there's no um bus at this time— She stopped when he cut her off with a raised hand and motioned for her to follow him to his car. She hesitated slightly, but just kept on following him. She watched him get in and looked around the car noticing that all the rest of the seats were occupied. She looked at him questioning as to where she was supposed to sit. He looked at her, obviously amused at her confused expression. 'Where am i supposed to sit?' she thought. 'Why don't you sit on my lap?' he said answering her unspoken question. She stood there bewildered and weighed her options. 'Either I could take my chances walking eleven more blocks to my house in the dark, whereas anybody could snatch me up or shoot me. Or I could get in the car with this strange man and his strange friends, while sitting in his lap, and allow him to take me home. ' she mused. Just as she was beginning to turn him down several gunshots rang through the air. After hearing that, she immediately jumped into his lap and closed the door. He chuckled at her incredulous actions and told the driver to go. She hadn't realized she was so close to him until she felt his breath tickle her ear. 'You smell good, like vanilla and coconut.' He twirled a single strand of hair between his forefinger and thumb, and put his other hand possessively on her thigh. She became completely unaware of the other people in the truck and the fact that she was sitting in some strangers lap. When she looked up into his eyes she saw the cold hardness there, and the ruthless man that lay beneath. She shivered in his arms and he pulled her closer to his body. She laid her head on his muscular chest and started to relax as his aroma filled her nostrils. As he looked at her peaceful form, he started lightly rubbing circles on her back. She was so wrapped up in his scent that she didn't even notice the yellow tint starting to form in his eyes. Finally, after what seemed like forever, the car pulled up to her house. Sometime during their ride she had closed her eyes. Now, she opened them, and looked around dazed. The mystery man lifted her up and set her out of the car, he kept a strong arm around her waist because she was swaying a little. Eventually, she stood upright and started walking up the path to her front door. Of course, her stranger was right behind her. They got to the door and she inquired, 'How did you know my address?' 'I've been watching you. I guess it just happened to be a coincidence that you left late and I ran into you while you were walking home.' 'What do you mean you've been watching me? Are you some kind of serial rapist or something?' He laughed loudly and replied, 'No, babe, I'm not a serial rapist or anything of that sort. I just happened to have taken a keen interest in you.' 'Why?' 'You know, you ask a lot of questions.' 'Well under the circumstances, I think I own the right to know who's following me without my permission! Here you are, some stranger telling me that you're fucking following me. What the hell do you expect me to do!' she shrieked. She stood there enraged by his bemused expression. 'Are you done?' 'You're a real grade A asshole you know!' Fast as lightening, he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her face closer to his. His eyes bored into hers before he finally spoke, 'I won't have you insulting me. That's completely rude. But since you're quite unaware of the rules, I'm going to forget about that little incident.' Then he let her go and watched as her expression changed from anger to confusion. Never in her life had she been talked to you like. Nonetheless by a stranger! 'I'll be here to tomorrow at 11:00 am to pick you up. So be ready.' He bent down, kissed her softly on the lips, and left her standing there with her jaw on the ground. She watched him leave and wondered how any man gorgeous or not could manipulate her so easily. She pulled her key out with shaky fingers and walked inside her empty house. Even well into the night, when she was taking her shower, she was still thinking about her stranger. After she showered and dried off. She pulled a t-shirt over her head and climbed into bed. Immediately, when her head it the pillow she was fast asleep. She was so deep in her sleep that she didn't even notice the yellow tinted eyes looking at her from a shadowed part of her room. Trapped In Love Ch. 02 Hey sorry it took so long! I hope you all enjoy it. Thanks. (Also, thanks to my editors Heatedreverie and Jasmine Andrews) They helped make this story the best. Also, ' this is for the thoughts and " these are for the dialogue. * He ran his fingers lightly down the side of her face as she slept in her bedroom . She was extremely beautiful with caramel skin and curly red hair. She had high cheekbones, a cute button nose, and full pink lips. Her slender neck and shoulders were connected to a lean and lithe body. As his eyes traveled down her her smooth back he caught a glimpse of a butterfly tattoo peeking out from under the covers. He pulled them down slightly to continue looking at her. He noticed her perfectly round bubble butt and thought about how he'd like to tie her to his bed with that sexy ass in the air. Despite the gigantic bulge in his pants he didn't take her now and ravage her body as his wolf would have liked to. 'No, we're going to do this the right way. She needs to accept us. We cannot scare her away, if we do that she will never be ours.' His wolf howled in annoyance and demanded he mate with her now. He reasoned with his inner self until the urge receded into the back of his mind. "How beautiful," He murmured, looking back at her face. She slightly stirred and he stepped away into the shadows of her room. 'In time, my wolf, in time.' He walked toward the window and glanced back at her, marveling at her beauty. He leaped and dropped the 2 stories down from her window. He bounded back into the woods to plan how he would make her his. ********************************************* Gabbi woke to sunlight streaming through her window making her room warm and inviting. When she sat up, she felt like she had been asleep for days. There was a deep throbbing pain in the back of her head as though it had been smashed against a brick wall. She couldn't remember anything that had happened yesterday or what she'd done. She opened the drawer on the bedside table and rummaged around for some Tylenol. As she was walking into the bathroom to grab a glass of water, yesterday's events returned to her mind in full force. She groaned and thought about how easily she had fallen for a complete stranger; a beautifully toned man with startling gray eyes and well defined features. A man with a gorgeous face and an amazing body to go with it. Someone who could made her wet with just a look, and she imagined that he looked like the type of man that could probably bring her unimaginable amounts of pleasure. 'Oh God,' she thought, 'I'm having illicit thoughts about a man I don't even know.' She entered her teal colored bathroom and went to turn on the faucet. As she grabbed a glass from the side of the oval cream sink she remembered what he'd said, "I'll be here at 11:00, so be ready." She looked at the clock on the far wall. It read 9:00 am. 'Dammit, I need to jump in the shower now or I won't be ready.' She abandoned the glass of water and Tylenol, her headache suddenly gone and turned toward the shower to turn it on. She waited a few seconds for it to get hot and jumped in. While she was soaping up she thought about what she was going to wear. 'I want to look sexy but not too sexy. Also, I don't want to look sleazy. God, I hope he's not into those types of girls.' 'Look at me. I'm thinking about what to wear to impress this stranger.' 'Oh whatever. You need to face the fact that you are obviously attracted to the man, so stop acting like you aren't.' She laughed bitterly, "Now I'm talking to my 'inner self.'" She stepped out of the shower and wrapped a big, white, fluffy towel around her, then walked into her room. She headed toward her walk-in closet and opened the double doors. Any other person who saw her closet would have stood by the doorway with their mouth wide open at all the designer clothes, shoes, handbags, and jewelry she had. There was Micheal Kors, Juicy Couture, Prada, Jimmy Choo ,Kate Spade, ,Versace and so many more. She just simply stared at it all, trying to find out what she wanted to wear. After about 30 minutes of looking she'd found the perfect outfit. She picked out an O'Neill Xoxo strapless white dress. She accented the dress with white lace up gladiator sandals, princess cut diamond earrings, a small pendant heart necklace, and a small white Chanel purse. After she put everything on, she looked at herself in her floor length 3 way vanity mirror and smiled at how beautiful she looked. After checking every inch of her outfit, she walked toward her dresser mirror and sat down on the stool. She looked at her tumble of red hair and started weaving it into intricate braids and twists and wrapped it around her head. Her mother had taught her how to do it. Even though she wasn't around a lot, whenever she was, she always taught her new things. New ways to wear her clothes, make-up tips, and advice on how to manage her life and not become overwhelmed. Just as she thought about her mother, she wondered what she was doing since the house seemed so quiet. 'I'll have to check on her and wake her up when I'm finished putting on my make up.' Ten minutes later, she was bounding down the long hallway to her mother's room. She opened the door and looked inside her mother's french style bedroom. "Hmm. I could have sworn she was here. Oh, well." Gabbi wasn't worried about her mother not being home, she was never home. She probably had one of her rich stock broker boyfriends take her to Paris or something. She did things like that. She wasn't always the best mother, but Gabbi accepted her because her mother had always loved and supported her on anything and everything. As she made her way down the circular metal steps. Her stomach growled loudly. 'I need to eat something fast before he gets here.' She looked at the clock and noticed it was 10:59 am. "Hopefully he's a little late so I can grab a quick bowl of cereal." She opened the pantry and pulled out a box of Cocoa Puffs. She opened the refrigerator and rooted around until she found the milk. Just as she was opening the cabinet that contained the bowls, the door bell chimed. She glanced at the clock and saw it was 11:00 on the dot. She started to feel nervous, and anxiety crept up into her stomach. She soothed herself by saying a quick prayer and walked down the hall toward the foyer. She checked herself in the mirror once more and made sure she looked perfect. The door bell rang a second time. She approached the door and completely froze with her hand inches away from the doorknob and thought about the man on the other side. As if he knew she was standing there he said, "Gabrielle, please open the door. I would like to come in." Her body reacted before her mind registered what she was doing. But before she knew it, she was face to face with the man she'd been thinking about since she woke up. Trapped In Love Ch. 03 - - This Indicates Thoughts He stared angrily at her remaining in the doorway. She wondered what he was so upset about. They didn't talk to each other, they just stood there looking at on another. He with a stony glare, and her with a gaze of curiosity. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, his gaze softened and he smiled saying, "Hello, love." "Hi." Gabbi continued to stare at him, while she was still blocking the doorway. "Are you going to let me in or do I have to stand here?" "Oh, um yea, sure." Something about him made her feel at ease and safe even if she still didn't know him. She opened the door wider and allowed him to enter. He strode past her and surveyed her house. "You have a very lovely home." "I'd say it's a house not really a home." "Why do you say that?" She just shrugged her shoulders and walked past him towards the kitchen. He followed behind her watching her ass sway in her white dress. He thought about how perfectly her plum round arse would fit into his big hands. She walked into the kitchen, sat down on a stool around the island and looked at her plate full of food. Suddenly, she wasn't even hungry anymore. She got up and went to throw her food away. "Have I disgusted you so much that you don't even want to eat anymore?" She froze with her foot on the pedal that lifted the trash can lid and looked at him. She laughed sarcastically, "Honestly, I don't think anything you could do, would ever disgust me." He smirked at her comment. She went to the sink to rinse her dishes and inquired, "Why do you do that?" Suddenly, she felt his breath on the back of her neck as he turned her around toward him and said, "Why do I do what Gabrielle Marie Stevenson?" "How the hell do you know my name? As a matter of fact, what's your name? Who are you anyway? What do you want? What do want with me?!" "Okay. Let me answer your easier questions first. My name is Damien Augustene. I know your name because I have very efficient staff. All I want with you is to make you happy." He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and gazed at her. She squirmed a little under his strong stare and moved away from him to sit down on a stool and gather her bearings. "Why do you so desperately want to make me happy?" "That, is something I can't tell you, but I can show you in a way." He smiled at her mischievously as he seemed to glide towards her. "Show me how?" "Oh, baby, I can show you in many different ways. You just tell me when and where." He then put his massive hands on her hips started placing hot, open kisses on her neck traveling up to her jawline then to her mouth. He planted his mouth on hers and began assaulting her lips with his tongue trying to gain entry. When he pressed the massive bulge in his pants to her groin, she moaned and he slipped is tongue inside. He ravaged her mouth tasting every inch of it. She tangled her hands in his hair and pulled him closer. She'd absentmindedly opened her legs wider allowing him to circle an arm around her waist and pick her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and sensually returned his kisses. He stopped suckling on her tongue and kissed her feverishly from her jawline down to her neck and to top of breasts. She let her head fall back and moaned loudly , while clenching her hands even tighter in his hair. "You like that, huh?" She answered his question by wrapping her legs even tighter and holding onto his hair for dear life. He chuckled and circled his hips against her groin. She was so hot and turned on that her breath was coming out short and choppy. He sat her down on the island's counter ,and just as he was about to slip his hand under her dress and into the waistband of her panties, his phone rang loudly. "Shit!" He untangled her legs from his waist and removed her hands out of his hair. "Yes, John?" Gabbi sat there bewildered as to what had just happened moments ago. She'd never done that before in her life with a stranger. Hell, she'd barely gone any where with the few of her boyfriends in the past. Even though she'd been tempted to give herself to them, she never did. It wasn't that she felt she was to good or anything like that. It was just that she didn't feel likeany of them were right. Gabbi, being deep in thought, hadn't even noticed that Damien had finished his conversation and was leaning against the counter just looking at her. "Are you ok?" She took a big gulp of air to steady her voice and said, "Yea, I think so." "Well good because you and I have somewhere to go." "Oh really, and where might that be?" she snapped. "Why do I offend you so easily?" "Oh, I don't know maybe because you're someone that I don't know a god damned thing about, feeling all up on me." she shouted. "You surely didn't seem to be repulsed by me as far as I could tell. Actually, you seemed to have enjoyed our little groping session quite a lot." "That's the problem. I enjoyed that way more than I was supposed to." ,she whispered. He laughed, "Should you not have enjoyed it?" Right before a sly remark could leave her lips, there was a knock at the door. Grateful for the distraction she jumped from the counter top and hurriedly went to answer it. Damien followed her once again admiring her beautiful ass that was soon to be his. Gabbi swung open the door, and there stood a burly man with chiseled features and reddish- brownish hair. "Would you step aside so I can have a word with Mr. Augustene?" The big man went about pushing her to the side and entering her house uninvited when Damien immediately gave him a look of contempt and stepped forward to show him that he was still alpha. But before he had the chance to, Gabbi stepped in front the man stopping him right in his tracks with her stone cold glare. "Um, excuse me, but who the fuck are you?" The man was easily ten times her size, but obviously she couldn't have cared. No one was about to step into her house without her consent. No matter his/her size or state of importance. The mysterious man smirked at Damien and said, "She's a got a bit of a mouth on her aye mate? "Oh, yea John. She surely does, in more ways than one." Gabbi just stood there staring from Damien and the mystery man named John. "You assholes do know that I'm standing right here? , she asked sarcastically. John looked at Damien in amazement at how he just stood there and let this tiny little woman just degrade both of them like that. That was never his alpha's behavior. No on was even allowed to call him by his first name not even him, being that he was the pack's beta. So how in the hell did this woman get to call him that and not get any consequences? -You haven't yet controlled her I see. That isn't like you. May I ask, by what significance does she hold to you?- -First, she's my mate. And second she has a very strong soul and mind. I know that's it going to take some time to get her to submit. Also, the next time you touch her, I promise you i'll personally decapitate you.- Gabbi nosily cleared her throat and looked expectantly between both men. Damien quickly dismissed John and smiled down at Gabbi. "Let's go!" Gabbi grabbed her purse closed the door and locked it behind her as Damien made his way down her walkway and toward the open door held by John. He climbed in the 2011 Range Rover HSE and gestured for her to join him. She walked to the car and John helped her step up and climb in. The car had a very nice interior with soft beige leather seats and smelled of a husky male cologne. She yelped when suddenly she was being lifted from the seat and hauled onto Damien's lap. She looked up at him and saw his his beautiful grey eyes staring intently down at her. She felt as if she could completely immerse herself in him. He took her wrist in his hand and inhaled deeply in her scent. He then snaked his tongue out and began slightly lapping at her skin. As soon as her taste hit his senses his wolf went into a frenzy and commanded Damien to let him out and take her right now. Damien, having much experience with his wolf, quickly assuaged him enough to remain in the recesses on his mind. All the while, Gabbi was extremely turned on when he started to lick on her wrist. Even though she found it odd that this grown man was basically tasting her wrist she didn't have the will power to object him. His tongue was slightly abrasive and she wondered what it would feel like on her pussy and inside of her scraping her walls.Immediately, she felt herself start to get wet. The instant her juices started to pour he smelled it. His nostrils flared as her sweet aroma filled his senses. He stopped lapping at her wrist and whispered in her ear, "Baby, I can smell you." She blushed a crimson color and looked down embarrassed. "Please, don't be upset or ashamed. Trust me it's the most mouth-watering scent I've ever had the pleasure to smell." She looked up at him through her lashes and could see in his eyes that he was telling the truth. Abruptly, the car slowed to a stop and John got out of the front seat and came over to Damien's side to open the door. Damien lifted her up and set her feet down to the ground. Gabbi noticed that they were at a very expensive restaurant she'd heard about, but never had the chance to come and see what it was about. She also recognized the name of the restaurant to be Augustene. "Does someone in your family own this restaurant?" "I own it and several others in town." "Oh." The doors were opened and they were ushered inside. Soon they were being led to their table by a gorgeous waitress who had bowed to Damien upon first approaching them. Gabbi, didn't know why she'd done it and found it quite odd. Also, she couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that every staff they passed had bowed to them or rather Damien. Even some of the people at the tables they'd passed had done the same. She was still pondering that thought as they sat down at a back booth and were handed menus. She let the thought slip away as she opened her menu and thought about what she was going to get. Damien ,of course, didn't even bother to pick up his menu and opted upon gazing at her as she was thinking. Gabbi felt his eyes on her and looked up at him. As soon as her eyes met his, she saw so much love and care for her there that it seemed to overwhelm her. She jumped up and stammered, "I-I-I have to um, go to the uh, restroom. So, I'll uh, be right back." She ran away from the table not even knowing where she was going . After about five minutes of wandering around she found a waiter and asked him where the restroom was. He pointed it out for her and she quickly made her way there. She went into a stall and stood with her back touching the door. She tried to calm herself with deep soothing breaths when she heard a loud crash come from the entrance of the bathroom. She opened her stall's door and came out. Just then, a tall handsome man stepped in and back handed her so hard she passed out into oblivion. -Thank You So Much To My Editors Heatedreverie, pugzig2, and Jasmine Andrews-