SIR
Genre: Dark Romance, Billionaire, BDSM, Mafia, Dual Identity
Blurb:
By day, Nora Ellis is the efficient, sharp-tongued secretary to the elusive billionaire, David Reid. By night, she becomes Mistress Scarlet – the masked dominatrix who commands The Red Room.
Her two lives never touch.
Until the night her boss walks into her world as a new client.
David's no stranger to control: by day, he's the ruthless CEO with a hidden mafia empire; by night, he's her most demanding client, unaware the masked submissive he craves is the woman who knows his every secret. What starts as forbidden pleasure turns into a dangerous obsession, one that blurs the lines between power, pain, and love.
As enemies close in and Nora’s past resurfaces, she must decide which part of herself to save… the woman he commands, or the woman who could destroy him.
Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit BDSM scenes (including dominance/submission dynamics, impact play, restraint, and sensory deprivation), graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, kidnapping attempts, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, alcohol use, and themes of secrecy, betrayal, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised – safe, sane, and consensual practices are emphasized, but content may be intense for some.
Basahin
Chapter: #29: Stay Behind MeThe pounding on the motel door stops for half a second, then starts again, heavier this time. David’s hand tightens around the phone. Maya’s voice spills out urgently from the speaker. “David, you need to get out now. They’re already–” He ends the call with his thumb and tosses the phone onto the bed. I’m already moving, snatching my dress from the floor and yanking it over my head while I step into my shoes. David grabs his pants, pulls them on in one motion, then reaches for the gun he left on the nightstand. “Stay behind me.” I don’t argue. The adrenaline from earlier hasn’t faded; it’s just shifted into something colder and more focused. Another knock, then the voice follows again, calm now, almost polite. “Mr. Reid. Mrs. Calder. I know you’re both in there. Open the door and let’s have a civilized conversation. I’d prefer not to break it down.” I glance at David. “Window?” David shakes his head. “We’re on the second floor. It's too high. We need to go through him.” He move
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-20
Chapter: #28: You Chose FOR Me“What the hell did you do?” David asks again, quieter this time, but the edge is still there. Nora blinks once, slow, like she’s processing the question through post-orgasm fog. Then understanding dawns and her expression shutters. She pushes at his chest, just hard enough to make space. He lets her have it, rolling to the side so she can sit up, the sheet pooling around her waist. She doesn’t bother covering herself. “What are you talking about?” she asks, her voice dangerously even. He reaches for the phone, thumbs the screen awake, and holds it so she can see the missed call log. PI Lab Results. Three attempts in the last four minutes, then the text that came through right after the final ring. He turns the screen toward her. 《Preliminary analysis complete. No match. Paternity probability 0.00%. Full report emailed.》 Her face doesn’t change after she finished reading it. Not even a flicker. But he knows her too well. The slight tightening at the corners of her mouth, the way
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-14
Chapter: #27His mouth crashes back onto mine the second the realization hits us both, and this time there is no hesitation, no careful testing of boundaries. David kisses me like a man who has spent five years starving and finally found the only meal that ever mattered. His tongue slides against mine, demanding, claiming, and I meet him with equal hunger because the truth is I have been starving too. I fist my hands in his shirt and yank hard enough to hear buttons pop. He growls low in his throat, the sound vibrating through my chest, and shoves me backward until my spine hits the motel wall with a dull thud. The cheap plaster gives slightly under the force. Neither of us cares. His hands are everywhere at once – sliding up my ribs, cupping my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress, thumbs brushing over my nipples that are already painfully tight. I arch into the touch, gasping against his lips when he pinches just hard enough to make my knees buckle. “Fuck, Nora,” he mutters in a rough
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-12
Chapter: #26: You Look Your Best With A Gun In Your HandI stare into the empty space where the ledger should be, my pulse loud in my ears, each beat reminding me how quickly everything we built to protect ourselves has crumbled. David exhales sharply beside me, the sound cutting through the silence. “Someone knew exactly where to look.” I don’t answer right away. My mind is already racing backward, replaying the contents of the documents we confiscated from Malcolm that day. I turn to David. “You told me the second key was somewhere no one would ever find it.” “It was.” His jaw is tight, eyes fixed on the empty box as though it might suddenly produce the ledger if he glares hard enough. “I kept one here. The other is buried under six feet of concrete in a warehouse I bought under a shell company in Jersey. No one knew about that warehouse except me. And you.” I step back, arms folding across my chest. “You think I told someone?” “I think someone found out.” He finally looks at me, expression unreadable. “The list of people who knew t
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-11
Chapter: #25: And Then What?The fluorescent lights hum above me as I crouch behind the row of parked ambulances, watching the side entrance of the lab like it might blink first. “Camera feed looped,” Nico murmurs through my earpiece. “You’ve got exactly eleven minutes before the system runs a checksum and realizes something’s off. Twelve if you move fast.” “Eleven is plenty,” I whisper, adjusting the hood over my hair. “Still can’t believe you dragged me into this,” he adds. “Again.”I'd called Nico on my way to the hospital. I'd felt bad about waking him up by this hour, but I needed someone tech savvy to help me break in and Nico is the best hacker I've ever known. And he loves me. I smirk despite the tightness in my chest. “You love being useful.” “I love not being in jail.” “With your pretty face, I'm sure you'd fit right in,” I joke, then add softly, “I owe you.” “I’ll add it to the tab.” A pause. "Code's 7842. Camera loop starts in thirty seconds. You have four minutes before the system resets. Go."
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-10
Chapter: #24: Someone They Call ShadowI sit on the edge of Lucy's bed long after she falls back asleep, her small hand still curled around mine. The room is dark except for the faint glow of the nightlight shaped like a crescent moon. I stare at it, thinking about how everything I thought I could control is slipping through my fingers. My husband pulled a gun on me and my ex husband yesterday. My daughter was threatened at her school during recess. The freaking mafia are after me for a ledger I have no idea about. My life, the one I rebuilt brick by careful brick, feels like it's made of sand. I kiss her forehead, careful not to wake her again, and slip out of the room. The hallway is quiet. Vincent is in the guest room tonight, and that's perfect honestly. I really don't want to see his face right now, don't want to hear another apology that won't fix anything. I go to my study instead, lock the door behind me, and sit at the desk. My phone is in my hand before I even think about it. I dia
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-09
DIRTY PAGES (An Erotica Collection)
WARNING: HEAVY SMUT AHEAD!!! Mature audiences only! Proceed with caution!
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“Please,” she whispered, desperation cracking her voice. “Please, Chase.”
“Begging already?” His voice was cruel, his fingers circling faster, pushing her to the edge. “I'm not even nearly done with you yet.”
She squeezed her eyes shut, the recruit’s muffled cries and the whip’s crack filling her ears, amplifying her need. Chase’s fingers were relentless, stroking her clit, and dipping inside just enough to tease.
“Please,” she whimpered, louder now, her hands gripping his shoulders. “I’m sorry. I won’t lie again. I’ll be good. Please, let me cum.”
He chuckled, his lips brushing her neck. “Not yet, baby. Fight it.”
Her body screamed, every nerve on fire, the recruit’s struggles mirroring her own. The girl’s master groaned, close to release, as Lila’s whip landed again and again on her ass.
Emma’s head felt like it was about to explode under the pressure, her thighs shook with the effort to conceal it, her pleas spilling out. “Please, Chase, I can’t hold it any longer… I need it."
"Don't. You. Dare. Come."
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Picture this: A CEO pinning his partner's daughter over his desk, whispering rules that chain her soul while his cock claims her body. Or a werewolf's claws raking skin in the moonlit woods, rutting her senseless till she's howling his name. We mix it up... sweet, slow-burn romances that melt into tender fucks and whispered "I love yous," flipping to the dark side with BDSM bites, non-con edges that blur fear into filthy want, and horror vibes where ghosts fuck you cold then hot.
Your panties? Ruined. Your cravings? Fed. And yet, you'll still be here begging for more.
Dive in if you're brave enough.
Basahin
Chapter: TEACH ME, DADDY (II)Daddy stood and walked along side of my bed, his hard cock swaying between his legs. Cupping my cheek, he laid me down as if it was bedtime and planted the most wonderful kiss on my lips. As his tongue explored my mouth, there was so much excitement in my chest, I thought I might burst. His hands slid down my chest, brushing over my breasts through my shirt. I started to pant like a dog and need to break from the kiss. His warm wet lips dragged down my clavicle to my breasts. I lifted my shirt and undid my bra quickly.Leaning over, my dad wrapped his arms around my back like I was a gift for him and only him. He ran his wet tongue over my hard nipple and then kissed the other one. My fingernails raked through his hair, holding him to my bosom as he flicked his tongue up and down on my aching nipple."Oh, God..." I gasped and he groaned into me.His lips travelled down my center as his palms brushed my skirt up, revealing my bare sex. My father smirked up at me and I mel
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-20
Chapter: BOOK FOURTY-EIGHT: TEACH ME, DADDYCONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit incestuous content between an adult daughter and her father, including graphic descriptions of sexual acts, oral sex, virginity loss, and daddy kink elements.CHAPTER ONE"What is it, honey?" my father asked, and the hue of my cheek went from pink to red."N-nothing, Daddy," I said and hurried back to my room. He caught me spying on him in the living room--err, not really spying, but watching him while I thought."You sure?" he called after me, but I was near a sprint now back to my room."Yeah, nothing!" I said as I closed my door. My heart raced from the adrenaline dump of what I almost asked my dad.He was a good man and a strong man, but I knew my question would only raise trouble.And that's part of the reason why you want to ask it... I thought and rolled my eyes.In my room, I pretended to be doing my homework while I played on my phone. I was a college freshman at a private Christian university down the road from my dad's house. I
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-19
Chapter: FILTHY SNOWSTORM (X)I nibble hard at Nora's neck, needing the feel of her between my teeth as I taste the salt of her skin. She shudders under me, moaning in a way that tells me she's as close as I am. I can feel her walls clench around me as Bear drives into my ass faster.Bear groans into my ear, his grip tightening on my hips. "God... your ass is so fucking tight. I'm so close..."I grind back against him, moaning, "Nghhh... ahh... you're... ahhh.. you're going to come?"He curses, each thrust punishingly hard and fast, shaking me with his need. "Shit... you're going to make me lose it," he rasps, voice rough with hunger. "Where do you want it--on you? In you? On both of you?"I can't even think straight. My body and brain are complete mush.Nora answers for me. "I want it... oh, God... come on my chest... please!"I blink, scandalised. My ass has done all the work.For a split second I consider protesting and staging a shameless contest with Nora, but then I picture her
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-18
Chapter: FILTHY SNOWSTORM (IX)Nora slides down onto the bed beside me, a wide grin tugging at her lips. She finds my cheek with one hand, tracing the curve down to my neck and leaning in to press a kiss to my lips. When she pulls back, her face hovers just inches from mine, studying every telltale blush and shudder of anticipation.I can't hide my quickened breath as Bear eases in further. Nora's hands move to my shoulders, grounding me and helping me brace against the assault on my rear. Her eyes lock onto mine and I expect her to say something, but she simply smiles, seemingly taking pleasure in my involuntary reactions."God, this is so..." Nora starts, her voice low and breathy, trailing off as she bites her lip. My stomach clenches, a sharp mix of embarrassment and heat coursing through me as I realise she's getting off on this."How... how does it feel?" She asks, eyes glinting with curiosity.I let out a breathless laugh, cheeks burning. "Big," I manage.Nora's grin stretches wider, wi
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-18
Chapter: FILTHY SNOWSTORM (VIII)"Uh... so," I start, voice low and uncertain, "should we...?"Nora snorts again, setting her tea down on the table. "Oh my god, this tension is killing me." She plucks the gel from my hands like she's been waiting all along, and steps closer to the bed. Her grin is wicked, knowing. "Here, let me help you boys get started.""How do you want it, Ethan?" She asks way too casually. "On your back, or on your hands and knees?"I hesitate, considering which position might give me more control. "Erm... I guess hands and knees?"Nora's eyebrow arches, and the silence stretches until I realise she's waiting."Oh, right," I mutter, throat dry. I shuffle forward and crawl onto the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight. My hands press into the thin blanket as I ease down, ass in the air.Behind me, I hear the cap snap open. "This stuff's good but it dries quicker than other lubricant," she states in her scientific matter-of-fact tone. "So..." Her breath brushes warm against the back of my thig
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-17
Chapter: FILTHY SNOWSTORM (VII)"Not on my cards you bloody don't!" Bear protests, scooping up the scattered deck into a neat pile. It seems ironic that my gel pen collection is fair game to be ripped apart but Bear's sacred cards are untouchable.Nora laughs, flicking him the last of the cards as she leans back on her elbows. I slip my fingers beneath the hem of her top and she lifts her arms for me. She unclasps her bra with a sly grin, letting it fall away, and my eyes are immediately drawn to her ample chest, her nipples hardening in the cool outpost air."Here!" Bear chimes in, tossing a couple of pillows over the table. Nora props one below her head and the other under her lower back. She sinks into them with an exaggerated sigh and begins to undo her trousers. I help her, impatiently pulling them down and past her ankles as I get into position by the side of the table.Her legs are splayed wide and flushed pink with anticipation. As tempting as it would be to dive straight in, I want to take my
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-17
Bound To The Alpha, Claimed By The Vampire
“Why does everyone assume I need a tragic backstory to justify what I am?” Adrian said, strolling slowly toward me like he had all the time in the world.
His eyes locked on mine as he continued, “Oh no, honey. It isn't because mummy dearest died giving birth to me. Or because dear old dad was too busy to tuck me in at night"
He stopped when he was directly in front of me. So close that his tall frame was towering intimidatingly over me.
I lifted my chin stubbornly to look him in the eye, refusing to cower.
He smirked at that, his hand going to swipe a stray strand of hair from my face.
“Some of us,” he murmured, “are not broken.”
His eyes darkened.
“Some of us are just simply… evil.”
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I was dragged to the execution block in chains, accused of being a monster the world had erased.
Then the Alpha's wolf claimed me as mate and forced him to halt the execution.
In a world where hybrids were hunted to extinction, I was the last mistake left alive. The last thing Lucien Dreadmoor wanted was his mate being the single weapon that could completely wipe out wolves from existence. The bond tied us together anyway, trapping me in his keep, his rules, his control.
He called it protection.
I called it a cage.
As war stirs at the borders and a vampire prince begins circling, whispers spread that my blood could start another war… or end it.
The Alpha wants to break the bond.
The Vampire wants to claim me.
And somewhere between fate and freedom, I must decide which monster I am willing to stand beside… and which one I am willing to become.
Basahin
Chapter: #24: NoraThe forest air was slowly cutting through the haze in my head as I sat on that fallen log with my knees pulled tight to my chest. I'd been out here for hours, maybe longer, letting the quiet swallow the noise of the keep. The pack's stares, the whispers, Lucien's sudden distance all pressed too close inside those stone walls. Out here at least, I could breathe without feeling like every inhale came with judgment.Lucien had barely looked at me since that night.Not avoidance in the obvious way. Not cruelty exactly... worse. It was distance wrapped in duty, and politeness edged with restraint. The kind of careful that made me feel like a problem he was managing rather than a person he wanted near him. I would have preferred anger. At least anger acknowledged presence.“Ridiculous,” I muttered to myself, dragging a hand down my face.I kicked at a stone, sending it skittering across the dirt. I was not some fragile thing that needed constant reassurance, and I refused to chase him down
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-21
Chapter: #23: LucienLucienThe ride to the border took less than two hours at a hard gallop, but it felt longer. The wind carried the stench of old blood and rot, long before the village came into view. Lucien’s warriors rode in tight formation behind him, silent except for the creak of leather and the thud of hooves. No one spoke. They all knew what they would find.Stonehaven, the human settlement, lay sprawled across the river bend, its thatched roofs and stone walls usually bustling with traders and spice merchants, was now perfectly still and quiet.“Gods,” one of the warriors muttered under his breath as they reined in at the edge of the village just as the sun dipped low enough to stain the horizon red.Lucien did not respond. He swung down from his horse and stood there for a moment, letting his eyes take it in, letting the Alpha in him catalogue every detail whether he wanted to or not. Bodies hung from the branches of the old oak at the village centre, arranged in perfect circles, arms outstre
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-04
Chapter: #22: NyraNyra Lucien disappeared after the execution. Not literally, of course. Alphas did not simply vanish from their own keeps, especially not after making such a calculated display of power. But he may as well have. Every corridor I turned down, every chamber I stepped into, every council hall I tried to breach ended the same way, with a guard shifting just slightly into my path and delivering the same rehearsed line as if it had been carved into the inside of their skulls. “The Alpha is currently preoccupied.” The first time, I smiled and thanked them, because I was still foolish enough to believe it was temporary. The second time, I asked what exactly he was preoccupied with, because curiosity has always been one of my sharper habits. The third time, I stopped smiling altogether. By the fourth, I was grinding my teeth hard enough that I was half surprised no one commented on the sound. “Does he know I’m loo
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-29
Chapter: #21: NyraNyra Morning light filtered through the heavy curtains of Lucien's chambers, turning everything soft and hazy. I woke slowly, my body deliciously sore in places I hadn't expected. The furs beside me were still warm, but empty. Lucien was gone. I sat up, pulling the sheets around me, and scanned the room. His shirt lay discarded on the floor where he'd tossed it last night. The air still carried his scent overwhelming scent. The bond hummed between us, stronger than before, sending little sparks across my skin whenever I moved. Phantom touches ghosted over my thighs, echoing his hands last night. I shivered and shoved the sensation away. He'd left without a word. I dressed quickly in the clothes I'd worn the night before, now wrinkled and smelling of him. The corridors outside his chambers were quiet, servants averting their eyes as I passed. Whispers followed me anyway. Back in my own roo
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-27
Chapter: #20: Nyra NyraThe proxy entered the great hall flanked by four guards who looked one wrong word away from ripping him apart. He wore crimson velvet that screamed wealth and old blood, his pale hair catching the torchlight like spun gold. His bow was flawless, first to Lucien, then to me, and when he straightened, his smile carried all the confidence of someone who knew exactly how beautiful he was."Prince Adrian sends his regards," he said, voice smooth and cultured. "And his hope that the lady has considered his offer with the seriousness it deserves."Lucien's hand settled on my lower back, fingers pressing in a silent claim. Lyr stirred, her hackles rising at the vampire's scent."The offer was received this morning," Lucien said, tone flat. "There has been no time for deliberation."The proxy's gaze slid to me, lingering. "Yet some choices demand swift action. My prince wished to ensure the lady fully understands what awaits her should she accept."I stepped forw
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-26
Chapter: #19: NyraNyraThe glob of spit glistened on the polished toe of Lucien's boot, catching the torchlight like the deliberate insult it was meant to be.For one endless second, no one moved. The great hall held its breath. Cups froze halfway to lips. Musicians' fingers hovered over strings. Even the fires in the hearths seemed to pause, as though they, too, were waiting to see who would be stupid enough to move first.I stood beside Lucien on the dais, the silver thread still loosely binding our wrists from the earlier ritual, and I waited for the explosion.Someone behind me shifted. Someone else swallowed too loudly. A growl rippled through the lower ranks and was quickly smothered.I found myself almost… amused.Lucien had just been publicly challenged in front of the entire pack by one of its oldest elders. Any Alpha worth the title would have shifted right there, torn the man's throat out, and bathed the dais in blood to remind everyone who ruled here.I smiled
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-25
SUBMISSION 101
"Keep your hands on the fucking desk." His voice is dark, as he presses my palm against the desk bending me over, his c*ck burying deep inside.
"You like that?" he whispers against my ear.
I whimper and arch my back further, trying to take him deeper despite the pain.
I never thought I'd like this sort of thing, never thought I'd even try it. But here's Harlan, opening me up to a world of pleasure and vulgarity that I didn't even know existed, and fuck, it hurts, but it's so fucking good, I can't imagine stopping.
"Yes," I breathe.
He slaps me harder.
His palm lands against the side of my face with an obscene smack that makes me feel sick and delighted and dirty all at once.
I moan as he draws me closer to release.
“Yes, what?!” he demands, pulling me up by my hair.
“Yes, professor.”
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Eden Shaw craves more than straight A's... she hungers for the forbidden gaze of her brooding professor, Harlan.
What starts as stolen glances ignites into a dangerous game of dominance and desire, where every lecture hides a secret touch and every grade comes with a price.
But when Eden uncovers Harlan's hidden past as Ethan Hale, heir to a fractured legacy, their illicit affair is endangered. In a world of powerplays and buried truths, can Eden submit to the man who owns her body... before he claims her heart?
Because Harlan's past is not just painful, it's dangerous, and Eden is about to find out that loving him means entering a world she was never supposed to see.
A world full of secrets.
A name he no longer claims.
And a choice that could destroy them both.
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She wanted to impress him.
Now she may have to save him.
Basahin
Chapter: 100 + ELEVEN: The EndAt first I can't even process what he just said to me. It does not hit me for a few full seconds. But when it does, it comes with the force of a sack-full of bricks, and suddenly I feel winded. “I… are you serious?” I ask. “Me?” “Who else?” he muses. He has that look in his eye; the same one I see a thousand times before, the same one I fall in love with a long time ago. Amusement. Interest. Challenge. He eyes me like the question does not benefit him but instead it is meant for me. Ever the analyzer Professor Harlan grins as he watches me put the pieces together, watches me come to the conclusion. “Professor Harlan, I just said I cannot commit to any jobs or grad programs right now.” “You wouldn’t have to,” he tells me, taking my face in his hands, squishing my cheeks a little. “It’s a permanent position. You have all the time in the world to decide.” His face lowers toward mine. I stop breathing. “We have all the time in the world.”
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-16
Chapter: 100 + TEN: That Ship Has Long SailedSIX MONTHS LATER A year and a half ago, I never would have thought that my former English Literature professor would be my plus one. To literally any function. I never imagined I would live to see that day. But there I am; a year and a half after he asked me to stay behind after class on a fated fall afternoon. We stand toward the back of the crowd as Milo and Jax walk hand-in-hand down the ivory rug that stretches from the door of the venue all the way to a Deep Dodge Cherokee. Jax’s doing, no doubt. “Just Married” is written sloppily on the rear window. Empty beer cans are tied to the back of the vehicle. I hold up a sparkler in my hand, as do almost all of the other wedding guests. Professor Harlan stands there emptyhanded but peaceful. His face is gentle and soft. Miles away from where he was when I first met him. Over the past six months I have been able to put some distance between myself and the university. It is a risk taking him to the wedding,
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-15
Chapter: 100 + NINE: PromiseIn the next instant he releases me only long enough to stand, gripping me by the arm to force me to my feet. I gasp as I land against his chest where he holds me snug and tight. I can feel his heart hammering against mine. And I am melting beneath his grip.He releases me with one hand only to trail the hem of my panties. “You’re mine,” he reminds me. “I think I need to be sure the message sinks in.” He pulls away, studying my face. And he quirks a brow. Condescending. The only man I know who can wear that infuriating expression deliciously.My eyes are wide, but I nod.Professor Harlan takes a step back, letting his eyes trail down the entire length of my body before they make their way back up again, drinking in every inch of my exposed skin. “Bra.” The command is incomplete but perfectly clear.I slip my arms behind my back to relieve myself of the garment.He nods to my panties. Excitement mounts within my belly, the sensation sudden and overtaking. I slip th
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-15
Chapter: 100 + EIGHT: You're MineI swallow thickly as I cross the room to land in front of him. His hands find my hips and I forget how to breathe.“And uh—” I clear my throat. “In the not-so-immediate sense?” I whisper.Professor Harlan takes my chin between his fingers, lifting my head so I am forced to meet his eyes. “Are you worried I’ll leave you again?” His voice is low and gravelly.My eyelashes flutter, and I do not know what to say.“No,” he purrs. “I’m not going anywhere. You already know that you’re mine.”His hands trail upward. The moment they encase my ribcage is the same moment I know I am a lost cause. My eyes flutter shut. And everything else is gone.He captures my mouth, drawing me in, arms encircling my body. My breath hitches, my mind melts, and the only sensation that enraptures me as much as the kiss is the feeling of every nerve in my body standing on end, sparking within my skin.He grips me tighter. I claw at his collar, pressing him equally as hard against me.
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-15
Chapter: 100 + SEVEN: You Came Back“I wonder how things will change for me. When you’ve left this place. When you’ve moved on, and all I have left of you is the memory of you walking these very cobblestone streets.”Mid-motion, I stop, halting my mug of coffee just before it meets my lips, quirking my brow at Armitage. “We’re feeling very dramatic today, aren’t we?” I muse.Armitage leans back in his chair, staring up at the sky. I watch the steam from his tea curl up into the air and lick the sides of his jaw. “I’ve been getting back into Jane Austen.”“Ah,” I reply. “There it is. Why are you even thinking about that? It’s barely even November. Graduation is practically eons away.”“I don’t know,” he muses. “I guess your sacking from the Bulletin got the wheels turning about your inevitable departure.”“Okay. First of all; I wasn’t sacked. I resigned.”“Preemptively.”“Second of all,” I continue, ignoring him, “when I’m finally out of here, your life is probably going to get a hell of a l
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-14
Chapter: 100 + SIX: How Dare You?!Everything that happens next is an eruption. Bazine’s jaw falling open is the last moment of peace before the blow comes; “what?!” she screeches, standing up and fuming so forcefully Professor Harlan can almost see smoke pouring from her ears.“Miss Netal, I suggest you say nothing further.” The attorney snaps the binder shut and flies to his feet, shoving his notes back into his briefcase as if they too are now incriminating.“How dare you!”“Is this on record?” asks the secretary, scribbling furiously into her notes.“Don’t write another fucking thing,” Bazine snaps.The secretary stands too, holding her notes closely to her chest, bless her, glaring at Bazine from across the room. “That’s against protocol.”Everyone is on their feet, everyone arguing, hollering across the room. Everyone except Professor Harlan. Professor Harlan, who sits calmly at the head of the table. Professor Harlan, who clasps his hands atop the surface, staring at them as if doing so
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