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0022: Five Lessons— Part 2

Penulis: Kefy Flairr
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-01-03 17:09:10

CLARA

The drive home was a complete blur of neon lights and the lingering, electric hum in my lower abdomen. Every time I shifted in the leather seat of my Bentley, the friction of my thighs reminded me of Tyler—of the weight of him, the scent of his skin, and the way he had methodically dismantled every bit of my composure against a rack of silicone toys.

I felt like a stranger in my own skin. I was the Senator’s daughter, the prim girl who never smeared her lipstick, yet here I was with my hair matted at the nape of my neck, and my pulse still skipping like a broken record.

When I stepped into the penthouse, the silence was deafening. Julian wasn't home yet. I dropped my keys on the console and walked to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. Anything to suit the nerves tightening around my throat. On my way, my phone vibrated in my hand.

Of course, It was Ashley. My best friend.

The author of all the wrong decisions I've ever taken.

"Did you do it?" she demanded the second I pres
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  • Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation    0027: Five Lessons— Part 7

    CLARA From the safety of the secluded booth, I watched the scene unfolding beyond the silk curtains with a mixture of terror and morbid fascination. This was completely different from the world I thought I knew. Men in ornate, expensive masks leaned against the bar, their eyes tracking the movement of women who danced with a raw, uninhibited sensuality. There was nothing formal here, no polite conversation about tax brackets or campaign promises. There was only lust, thick and suffocating like a fog.Tyler’s hand found the hem of my black dress. His palm was warm, his touch possessive as he ran his fingers slowly up my bare thigh. The feeling of his skin against mine made my breath hitch. He wasn't looking at the dancers; he was looking at me, watching the way my pupils dilated in the dim, crimson light. "Ready to see the rest?" he murmured.He didn't wait for an answer. He stood, pulling me with him. We moved through the crowd, Tyler’s hand firmly on the small of my back, gui

  • Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation    0026: Five Lessons— Part 6

    CLARAMy heart was racing wildly like that of a horse retreating from a bloody battlefield. One half of me—the side raised to be a perfect Huntington — screamed at me to throw the key, burn the note, and scrub the memory of Tyler Wills from my brain. The other half, the part that had felt alive for the first time in years against a display table in a downtown shop, throbbed with a desperate, animalistic need.Maybe it was simply because of the fact that I felt unloved. Maybe it was because I felt a desperate need to be seen, adored and ruined by a man that didn't see me as thrash. Julian didn’t see me; he saw a polished asset. He didn't want a woman; he wanted a statue that could stand beside him at a podium and look pretty while he carved out his fucking political future. Tyler, on the other hand, saw every fractured piece of me. He saw the fire I hid behind the Huntington name. He saw the "slut" Julian claimed didn't exist, and he appreciated her. Wanted her. Deep in my heart, I

  • Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation    0025: Five Lessons— Part 5

    CLARAHe turned on his heel and marched out, the heavy door swinging shut with such lethal force it could have easily undone the hinges. I stood there, stunned. The silence returned, but this time it was heavier. I felt lonely in a way I hadn't felt in years. Julian didn't love me; he didn't even like me. That was nothing new. I was more like a prop in his theater of power. And he had just told me, in no uncertain terms, that I was a failure as a woman because I didn't "track" my body well enough for his schedule. Even if it had been a made-up lie, it still hurt as hell. Angry heat flared in my chest, burning through the fear I'd earlier felt. Julian wanted a real woman? He wanted someone who wasn't fragile?I grabbed a paper towel, wiped the smudge from under my eye, and stood tall. I wasn't going to let him see me break. But I also knew that as soon as I walked back through those doors, I wouldn't be looking for Julian’s approval. I’d be looking for the man with the black gift b

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  • Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation    0023: Five Lessons— Part 2

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