Wet Desires [An Erotic Collection]
Caution:
This book contains erotica, dark romance, taboo themes, BDSM, GAY, LESBIAN and all the wicked, beautiful things your imagination craves. Enter at your own risk — and pleasure.
Sex, Sin & Silk is a collection of steamy tales where passion knows no boundaries and desire walks the edge of sin.
Between the softness of silk and the sting of surrender, lovers find themselves tangled in secrets, temptation, and power.
Every story is a dance between control and chaos, lust and love — a reminder that sometimes, the most dangerous thing isn’t the sin itself…
it’s how good it feels.
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Chapter: The Breeding BarnSunrise didn’t bring mercy. It brought reversal.After forty-seven loads—maybe more, I’d lost count somewhere around three in the morning—they finally cut me down from the sling. My body hit the mat like dead weight. Every muscle screamed. My hole was a permanent, pulsing void—swollen lips hanging open, red-raw, still leaking thick ropes of cum in slow, endless pulses even though no one had been inside me for ten minutes. My belly felt bloated, sloshing with every shallow breath. Cum crusted my thighs, my balls, my ass crack. Dried streaks painted my chest and neck where loads had shot across me. My throat was bruised purple from hands, voice nothing but a gravel rasp.I thought that was it. End of the weekend. Collapse and crawl out.Then the head handler—the tall one from intake—crouched beside me. His pierced cock hung heavy between his thighs, still half-hard like it never got tired. He grabbed my chin, forced my eyes up to his.“You’ve been a perfect hole, breeding boy. Took ever
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Chapter: the Breeding BarnThey didn’t give me long to recover. Twenty minutes, maybe less. Just enough time for the cum still leaking out of me to cool on my skin and start to itch where it dried in crusty patches. My hole throbbed—raw, swollen, a constant dull burn that flared every time I shifted. My cock hung heavy between my thighs, still half-hard from the denied orgasm earlier, slick with my own load and everyone else’s. The platform beneath me was a slick mess: puddles of white and clear fluid, footprints tracked through it, the air so thick with the stench of sex I could feel it coating the back of my throat.A handler—different one this time, shorter but built like a wall—grabbed my collar and yanked me upright. My legs buckled immediately. He didn’t care. Just dragged me across the hall toward the far corner where the sling hung from thick chains bolted into the overhead beams. Black leather straps dangled, already stained dark from earlier use. The sling swayed slightly as we approached, like it was
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Chapter: The Breeding BarnThe hour in the cage felt like torture wrapped in velvet. My cock strained uselessly against the cold steel bars, every throb sending sharp pulses up my spine. Cum from the first ten loads had dried in sticky trails down my inner thighs, cracking whenever I shifted. Fresh dribbles still leaked out of my hole in slow, warm pulses—thick globs that hit the mat with soft, wet plops. The smell was everywhere: my own wrecked ass mixed with the sharp, bleachy tang of all those men’s seed churning inside me. Every breath pulled it deeper into my lungs until I could taste it on the back of my tongue.A handler finally appeared. Same tall one from intake. He unlocked the cage with a rough yank, my swollen cock springing free and slapping wetly against my stomach. The sudden freedom made me groan—half pain, half desperate need. He didn’t touch me gently. Grabbed the front ring of my collar and hauled me up onto shaky legs.“Group round starts now,” he growled. “You’re center stage. Six at a time
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Chapter: The Breeding BarnI still couldn’t believe I’d signed the papers. The consent form had been pages long, every line more explicit than the last: “I consent to being used as unrestricted breeding stock… no condoms… no pulling out… no refusal of any load… I will be collared, restrained, and milked as needed… I understand I may be filled dozens of times over the weekend…” I’d read it with my cock throbbing so hard I could barely hold the pen steady. Now I was here, standing barefoot on the cool concrete floor of the intake hall, completely naked while two handlers in black harnesses looked me over like livestock.The air was thick already—warm, humid, heavy with the scent of men who’d been fucking for hours. Sweat, fresh cum, musk, and something deeper, almost like wet earth mixed with salt. My skin prickled. My balls felt heavy, drawn up tight against my body.“Name?” the taller handler asked. His voice was low, rough, like gravel.“Jake.”He stepped closer. His thick, uncut cock hung half-hard between
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Chapter: The house Of CumEthan’s POVThe next day my body felt like it had been run over by a truck full of cocks. Every muscle ached. My hole was swollen, puffy, tender to the touch—still leaking slow, lazy dribbles of dried cum every time I shifted. Walking hurt in the best way: a deep, throbbing reminder of how thoroughly we’d been used. Caleb looked the same—limping slightly, ass red and marked with handprints, lips chapped from too many thick shafts shoved down his throat. We hadn’t showered. We didn’t want to. We wanted to keep the smell of last night on our skin, the taste of strangers in our mouths.We didn’t talk much on the way back. Just stolen glances, filthy smirks, hands brushing each other’s thighs. My cock was already half-hard again just thinking about the steel door, the black conveyor belt, the red light, the mats that would already be sticky before we even walked in.We stripped in the vestibule again. Same rules. Clothes gone. Bodies bare. The air hit us like a drug—thicker today, heavier
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Chapter: The Gay House Of CumEthan’s POVMy ass was still pulsing, stretched wide and leaking the stranger’s thick load down the crack of my cheeks onto the warm, sticky mat. Every breath I took pulled in the heavy, musky fog of the room—sweat-soaked skin, fresh cum, lube, and that raw, animal scent of men who’d already spilled once and were already hard again. My cock lay heavy against my stomach, half-soft but twitching like it remembered every brutal inch that had just wrecked me.Caleb was still on his belly ten feet away, chest heaving, the bearded guy’s cock still buried to the hilt inside him. I watched a thick white trickle ooze out around that veiny shaft every time the guy gave a lazy grind. Caleb’s eyes were locked on mine, pupils blown black, lips swollen and shiny with spit. He mouthed it again, slower this time.*Again.*The bearded guy finally pulled out with a wet pop. A flood of cum followed, splattering between Caleb’s spread thighs. Caleb didn’t move. Just stayed there, ass up, hole gaping and
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The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us
“I’m going to have to eat your pussy since you won’t stop trembling like that, little mate.”
The words rumble from Vincenzo’s throat as he pins me to the bed, his fangs grazing my inner thigh while Lorenzo and Valentino watch with glowing eyes, cocks already hard and leaking for me.
I ran from my ex after catching him buried in another man, whining about an “open marriage” like I was disposable. Betrayed. Shattered. Done.
Then the Drakvolk brothers found me—three godlike Lycan Alphas, rulers of the most ruthless pack alive. Brothers in blood, bonded in power, and destined to share one woman.
Me.
They’ve shared kills, territory, and secrets since they were pups… and now they share my body.
Vincenzo’s tongue dives in first, slow and punishing, making me arch and gasp.
Lorenzo’s rough hands spread me wider, fingers teasing my clit while he growls, “Scream for us, omega.”
Valentino claims my mouth, swallowing every moan as their knots swell, promising to fill me completely—stretching, marking, breeding.
No more lies.
No more holding back.
Just three primal gods taking turns, then taking me all at once, until I’m dripping, knotted, and begging: Moan for us… forever.
The Alphas’ Dirty Desires
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Chapter: Chapter 89**Valerie Mary Storm**After Mom finally promised she would stay away from that toxic boyfriend, I gently squeezed her hand and spoke softly.“Rest up now, Mother. You need your strength. I promise I won’t be going anywhere. I’m staying right here with you.”The moment the words left my mouth, I saw the flash of fright in her eyes. She thought I was about to leave her alone in this cold hospital room. Her fingers tightened around mine, weak but desperate.“Don’t go, Valerie. Please stay a bit longer,” she whispered, her voice cracking.My heart twisted. I leaned down and kissed her forehead, brushing the hair back from her face.“I’m not going anywhere, Ma. I promise. Close your eyes. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”She searched my face for a long moment before her eyelids finally grew heavy and she drifted off. The monitors beeped steadily, a constant reminder of how fragile everything still felt.I settled back into the chair beside her bed, exhaustion pressing down on me like
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Chapter: Chapter 88ValentinoWe stayed locked in the study room long after Valerie left for the hospital to be with her mother.The three of us — myself, Lorenzo, and Vincenzo — sat around the long mahogany table with Dante. The air was thick with tension and the low hum of multiple screens.Valerie had kissed each of us goodbye, her eyes tired but determined. With a sad smile, she told us she’d try to get back on time, then left.We had to tie up every loose end. No mistakes.By 10 a.m., the entire pack had received a copy of the document we had printed and dispersed overnight. Everyone had watched the videos too.We watched the surveillance feeds from key public spots — malls, markets, cafés, and the pack’s central square. People stood frozen in place, eyes wide as they read the exposé.Shock rippled across faces, quickly turning into anger and bitter disappointment as they saw crates of human skin and ungodly green vials.Murmurs grew into loud conversations. Some slammed the papers down, others cl
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Chapter: Chapter 87Valerie Mary Storm:After the brutal confrontation with my mother’s boyfriend, Sarah stayed behind with me for a while, offering quiet support. But she had been with me the entire time—holding my hand, rubbing my back, never leaving my side even when exhaustion lined her eyes. I finally persuaded her to go home and rest. She needed it. We all did.“Call me the second anything changes,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead before leaving.“I will… look after yourself and make sure to give me a call once you get to your place, okay?” I gave her a tight smile.Now I was alone in the sterile waiting room. The only thing separating me from my mother was a single white door and a team of doctors and nurses working behind it.I sat on the hard plastic chair, knees bouncing, fingers twisting together until the skin turned white. I needed to trust them. I needed to believe they knew what they were doing. But trust didn’t stop the fear clawing at my chest.Every time a nurse stepped o
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Chapter: Chapter 86SarahThe afterglow still hummed through my body like warm electricity. My apartment smelled of sex and sweat and the faint sweetness of my own milk. Kai and Dante had been relentless after the first round. They hadn’t stopped at sucking my nipples and drinking the warm milk that leaked for them. Fingers had plunged deep inside me, curling and stroking, while their mouths stayed latched to my breasts. They took turns fucking me—Dante’s thick cock stretching my pussy while Kai’s slender one filled my mouth—then switching until I lost count of how many times I came. My thighs were sticky, my nipples sore and sensitive, and my voice hoarse from moaning their names. Eventually, exhaustion won. I had curled between them on the bed and drifted off, safe in the cage of their arms.When I woke, the room was much quieter. Soft lamplight glowed from the desk as Kai sat opposite Dante. Both men were shirtless, serious expressions on their faces as they leaned over a stack of papers. A fres
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Chapter: Chapter 85Dante's POVI pushed the front door open with my shoulder, the weight of the long shift at the site still clinging to my muscles. Dust on my boots, sweat dried on my neck, but the house was quiet. Too quiet for this hour.Third time coming back to this—Sarah, Kai, and now me sliding into whatever this thing between us had become. Not exactly planned, but it felt right in its own messy way. I wanted to see her. Wanted to feel that pull she had, the way she took control without raising her voice.“Sarah?” I called out softly, not wanting to wake anyone if they’d crashed early.No answer from downstairs. Living room empty, kitchen lights off. Only the faint glow from the upstairs hallway spilled down.I climbed the stairs, boots quiet on the carpet. The bedroom door was ajar. I nudged it open and stopped in the doorway.There she was.Sarah sat against the headboard, completely naked, legs slightly parted under the sheet that had slipped down to her waist. One full breast was exposed, he
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Chapter: Chapter 84Sarah's POVWhen I got home from the hospital, I didn’t even bother turning on the lights. I just dropped my bag somewhere near the door and let my body fall onto the bed, exhaustion sinking into me like weight. Everything hurt. Not physically… but the kind of tired that sits behind your eyes, in your chest, in the way you breathe. I stared at the ceiling for a long time, replaying everything. Valeria’s face. Too controlled. Too calm. The kind of calm that only comes when someone is holding themselves together by force. And her mother… I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand over my face. To the gods… how does someone let their life get that messy? Drinking for days. Letting a man like that into her life. Letting him take and take until there’s nothing left. Didn’t she think about her daughter? Didn’t she stop, even once, and wonder what this would do to Valeria? My jaw tightened slightly. Valeria didn’t deserve that. She didn’t deserve to be the one fixing eve
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Chapter: The Dom LandladyAlex: I stood frozen in the middle of Mrs. Voss’s dimly lit living room, my heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted to escape. The grandfather clock in the corner ticked loudly, each second stretching into eternity. My palms were slick with sweat, and I could feel the heat creeping up my neck and into my face.Mrs. Elena Voss was forty-eight, but she carried herself like a woman who had never once doubted her power. She was tall for a woman—maybe five-foot-nine in her heels—with generous curves that the thin silk robe did nothing to hide. Her dark hair was pulled back in a loose bun, a few strands framing her sharp cheekbones and piercing hazel eyes. Those eyes were locked on me now, calm and unblinking, which somehow made everything worse than if she had been screaming.I had been living in her upstairs room for three months. The deal had seemed perfect at first: cheap rent, quiet neighborhood, close enough to campus to walk. But then my part-time coding gig dried up, my paren
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Chapter: Cum on me Daddy pt3Chapter 3The next morning the Velvet Lounge felt like a fever dream. Stephan had left just before dawn, kissing me slow and deep at the back exit, his cum still leaking down my thighs under my robe. He’d pressed a key into my palm and whispered the address of his new apartment — a sleek high-rise downtown, far from the old house and my mother’s screaming.“Come see me tonight after your shift, baby. I need to know you’re really okay.”I slept a few restless hours, showered, and by evening I was standing outside his building in a simple black sundress, no bra, no panties. My pussy was still tender and swollen from last night, every step reminding me of how deep he’d fucked me.The doorman let me up after I gave Stephan’s name. When the elevator doors opened on the 18th floor, he was already waiting in the doorway — casual gray sweatpants and a tight black t-shirt that showed off his broad chest. His salt-and-pepper hair was slightly messy, like he’d been running his hands through it.
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Chapter: Cum on me Daddy pt2“You should go,” Stephan said, voice low and strained, even as his body stayed rooted in place. His eyes flicked down again—over the sheer robe clinging to my still-hard nipples, the soaked black thong barely covering my freshly fucked pussy. “This isn’t right. I’m your stepfather. I came here for… fuck, I don’t even know why anymore. Let me leave, Jade.”I shook my head slowly, heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat and between my legs. Fresh slick was already leaking down my inner thighs, mixing with what Mark had left behind. The sight of Stephan—tall, broad, that salt-and-pepper hair I used to run my fingers through when I was younger—had my body reacting like it never had for any customer.“Don’t worry,” I whispered, stepping closer until the heat of his body warmed my skin. “You can stay. I want you to stay, Daddy.”His jaw flexed. For a second I thought he might actually turn and walk out, but then he exhaled sharply and nodded once. We moved to the velvet couch i
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Chapter: Cum on me Daddy!!I’d been dancing for three hours straight, the bass from the speakers still throbbing between my legs like a second heartbeat. The Velvet Lounge smelled like sweat, perfume, and spilled whiskey tonight, and I was already soaked before the last customer even slid his hand up my thigh. My stage name was Jade, but right now I was just a girl who’d run away from a house that never felt like home.I hated my mother—her screaming, her belts, the way she’d look at me like I was the reason her life turned to shit. Stephan, my stepdad, had been the only soft thing in that house. Quiet. Kind. He’d sneak me money for school supplies, cover for me when I came home late, never once raised his voice. But kindness alone couldn’t keep the roof from caving in. So at twenty I packed a duffel and left without saying goodbye. Three years later I was twenty-three, topless, and grinding on strangers for rent.Tonight I’d taken a regular into one of the smaller champagne rooms—dim red lights, black leather
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Chapter: Mummy's Pet pt3Jackson’s POVSunlight sliced through the half-open blinds and painted warm stripes across my bare chest. I woke up slowly, like surfacing from deep water—body heavy, mind still floating. The throw blanket from last night was tangled around my waist. My cock was already half-hard, morning wood mixed with the memory of her nipple between my lips, the taste of her skin, the way she’d whispered “good boy” while I nursed myself to sleep.The couch. We’d never made it upstairs. I was alone now, but her scent clung everywhere—jasmine, amber, and the faint musk of sex. My lips still felt swollen from sucking.I sat up. My sweatpants were gone; she must have pulled them off me after I passed out. I was naked under the blanket, cock resting thick against my thigh, a dried streak of precum on my stomach. The house was quiet except for the distant hum of the coffee maker downstairs.I needed a shower. Badly. I felt sticky, marked, claimed.Padding barefoot up the stairs to my room, I grabbed a t
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Chapter: Mummy's Pet 2Jackson’s POV*The candle flame danced between us like it knew exactly what was happening. Her hand still covered mine. Warm. Steady. Thumb tracing slow, lazy circles over my knuckles while my pulse tried to punch through my skin.“Mommy,” I whispered. The word slipped out before I could cage it—small, cracked, needy.Her eyes flared. Dark pupils swallowing the hazel until they were almost black. She didn’t laugh. Didn’t pull away. She just leaned in until her lips were a breath from my ear.“That’s right, baby boy,” she murmured. “Say it again.”“Mommy.”A soft, pleased hum vibrated in her throat. She squeezed my hand once—firm—then released it and stood. The chair legs scraped softly against the hardwood.“Come here.”I stood on legs that felt borrowed. She didn’t wait. Just turned and walked toward the living room, hips rolling in that slow, deliberate way that made my mouth go dry. I followed like I’d been leashed.She stopped beside the big sectional—the one with the deep cushion
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Alpha Daddy’s Naughty Girl
"Spread your fucking legs for Daddy…" The moment those growled words hit my ears, my thighs trembled, going weak at the knees. I swallowed hard, my throat dry with envy, aching to be the one spread wide and commanded by that deep, dominant voice.
Heat flooded my core, soaking my panties with slick arousal, my pussy clenching desperately around nothing. Like the foolish, needy girl I was, I nudged the door open just a crack, peeking into the dim light of his bedroom to see who he was claiming on that massive bed.
But shock slammed into me—Alpha Kane wasn't with anyone else. He lounged against the headboard, his massive hand wrapped around his thick, veined cock, stroking it slow and firm while his piercing eyes locked on a spread of my photos scattered across the sheets. Pictures of me in innocent poses, but the way he pumped his shaft, pre-cum beading at the tip and dripping down his length, turned them filthy in his gaze.
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I'd been just ten when rogues tore through our pack in a brutal war, slaughtering my parents and leaving me orphaned in the blood-soaked ruins. Alpha Kane Laskovic had charged in like a storm, ripping through the attackers with savage fury, saving me and the survivors. He became my guardian, my armored knight, pulling me from the ashes and raising me under his powerful protection.
I was supposed to call him Dad—respectful, safe. Not Daddy, not while fantasizing about him pinning me down, growling filthy commands as he fucked me raw, claiming every inch of my body as his. But gods, I couldn't stop. The taboo hunger burned too hot, making me crave his cum flooding my womb, marking me as his forbidden little slut.
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Chapter: 027KANEI stood in the washroom of the warehouse, elbows deep in the sink as hot water ran red. The rogue alpha who thought he could double-cross me was now rotting in a shallow grave near the border. I had made sure his death wasn’t clean. He had begged at the end. They always did. They always seem to forget the ulterior motives they had at that time.Blood splattered across my knuckles, forearms, and a few drops had even reached my jaw and neck. I scrubbed hard, lathering thick soap between my fingers, under my nails, across every inch of skin until the metallic scent finally gave way to antiseptic. My wolf was still buzzing with the kill, pacing restlessly under my skin.I needed to get home to Eve soon. She had been too quiet this morning. I didn’t like it when she went quiet.A sharp knock sounded on the door.“What?” I growled, not bothering to turn off the water.Marcus’s voice came through the wood. “Alpha, someone’s waiting for you in your office. Your assistant said it’s import
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Chapter: 026NEVAEHThe hot water still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the shower, steam curling around me like a secret. I wrapped the towel loosely around my body for a second, then let it drop and pulled on Kane’s oversized black hoodie. It swallowed me whole, the hem brushing mid-thigh, carrying his scent—dark spice, leather, and that unmistakable Alpha edge that always made my knees weak.My body was still buzzing.God, tonight had been insane. After the nurse outfit wrecked him yesterday, I’d decided to push my luck. I’d slipped into the all-black air-hostess uniform I’d gotten with the nurse outfit while shopping with Isabella and Lilith—tight pencil skirt hugging every curve, fitted jacket cinched at the waist, the little red scarf tied neatly at my throat, stockings clipped to a garter belt hidden underneath. I’d walked into the living room like I was boarding a private jet, hips swaying, voice all professional sweetness. “Captain, can I get you anything before takeoff?”Kane had l
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Chapter: 025ISABELLA The apartment door clicked shut behind me and I kicked off my heels, letting them clatter across the marble like I could leave the entire day on the floor. My legs still felt shaky from the office, my thighs, throbbing, from the desk, from him. I dropped my clutch on the kitchen island, poured a glass of water I didn’t drink, and stared at my phone like it might bite me.I needed to talk to someone before the memories ate me alive. Nevaeh. Always Nevaeh.I pick up my phone, hit her contact and sank onto the couch, knees tucked under me. It rang twice before her face filled the screen, curly hair piled on top of her head, oversized hoodie slipping off one shoulder, that familiar mischievous grin already in place.“Baby girl! I was just about to text you, it's unlike you not to text for a full day, what's up?”I laughed, but it came out shaky. “Nev, you have no idea the day I had today. Dad basically blackmailed me into going to the company today. Threatened to cut the trust
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Chapter: 024ISABELLAThe conference room was finally quiet.The last of the designers had trickled out, some greeting me goodbye like we're good friends, their voices fading down the hallway like they were afraid to stay too long in a building that still hummed with the presence of so many influential personalities. While drawing, someone took a peek at my work and was shocked. Even if it's been a long time since I last drew, I have to admit I still got it.Everyone gathered at my seat, marvelling at my work, not that I did mind, it's not bad having my ego stroked by people who trashed talked me earlier.“Wow, this is so professional!” a brunette gushed by my side, leaning into my work.“You've really got a knack for designing” a guy piqued.“Who would've thought, with how she…is” I heard a voice behind me, I just rolled my eyes at that comment.I stayed seated on my chair, pretending to tweak the duplicate campaign sketches I’d half-assed during the interview. Pretending I wasn’t waiting for
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Chapter: 023Alpha Kane Laskovic: The door clicked shut behind me with a soft finality. The room was dim, lit only by the low glow of a single lamp in the corner. Eve sat curled on the couch, legs tucked beneath her, a glossy magazine open across her lap. The pages hadn’t turned in who-knows-how-long. At one in the morning, no one reads magazines. They pretend to. She looked up the second the door closed. “Heyy,” I said, voice quieter than I meant it to be. “Hey. You’re back!” Her smile came fast—relieved, bright, a little too eager. She closed the magazine without marking the page and set it aside. “So how did the project go? I hope Alpha Robert didn’t bother you.” I let out a short breath through my nose, already sliding my suit jacket off my shoulders. The fabric felt heavier than it should have. “No, baby. He didn’t.” I draped the jacket over the back of a chair. “His son, though… William was more convinced I was trying to steal his future wife away from him.” She laughed—soft, disbeli
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Chapter: 022Alpha Kane Laskovic:[A week Ago]The smoke from my cigarette curled slowly toward the ceiling, fading into the dim light of the room. I watched it disappear, jaw tight.A week ago, arranging this political marriage had seemed like the perfect solution.A clean cut.A way to push Eve away before things between us became something neither of us could take back.Now the irony of it all sat across from me, laughing into a glass of whiskey.Alpha Robert.Beside him sat his son—Prince William—looking entirely too calm for a man whose future I was about to dismantle.“This is a blessing,” Robert said, leaning back comfortably in his seat as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass. “A marriage that binds two powerful packs together. You couldn’t have proposed a better alliance, Kane.”My fingers tapped slowly against the arm of the couch.Once.Twice.I looked from Robert… to his son.William met my gaze without flinching.“This marriage can't happen.”Robert blinked.“What?”“It won’t work
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