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CHARLIEThirty minutes earlierA series of scorching, shallow breaths scratched my throat and windpipe, barely touching my lungs. I definitely wasn't as strong as Kastor said I was. I felt as if I could break apart at any second, and it apparently didn't take much to break me. Leaving me alone, chained to the bed for hours, was more than enough for panic to burst out. I couldn't stand waiting for the unknown, waiting to be raped, beaten, strangled, or God knew what else with no way to defend myself, no way to escape...My mouth was dry, and my stomach growled. The adrenaline kept my system satiated, but now even the hormones weren't enough to restrain my body's natural needs. I was so damn tired and terrified, I could imagine myself begging to be freed. The helplessness I felt was able to easily drive me to insanity.The brief relief that came with Kastor leaving the room just after Christopher's corpse had been removed was long gone. Now I kept staring a
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Six months later I shifted slightly and felt the pair of strong arms tighten around me. A smile formed on my lips, and I debated whether or not I should open my eyes. A gentle kiss caressed the nape of my neck, and another landed on the side, an inch away from my pulse. A pleasant shiver coursed through my body, and my smile widened. The plush lips moved lower, leaving a searing trail leading to the crook of my neck. I gasped and heard the deep chuckle rumbling in his chest. I would never get tired of this. It was my favorite way to wake up. Twisting my body slowly, I turned around without freeing myself from Aiden's embrace until I could dive into the perfect blue of his irises. "I love you," I whispered. His lips were on mine in less than a second. His tongue darted out, expertly entering me with lush licks. He pushed me to my back, knocking the air out of my lungs as he moved on top of me. "You wear too many clothes," he grunted, breaking the kiss. I raised a brow. "I wear a nig
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Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Grief
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I certainly did not want to see Aiden Hart again. Ever again, if possible. Men like him meant trouble, and my heart and mind—and unsatisfied lady parts—were not immune to such a high level of devilishness. Well, I was a girl with a few serious issues. The fact that the last time I had sex was four years ago, and the last time I had good sex was... never, wasn't helping. I developed a chronic state of horniness—a lethal disease I invented—and I could feel that I didn't have much time left before ending my life with a grand explosion. Meeting Aiden Hart up close might have sped up the whole process by ten thousand folds, meaning I could die standing in front of him. "Relax! I was joking!" Emily patted my tensed shoulder. "As far as I know, Aiden doesn't even work in New York City." I rubbed my chest, calming my frantically throbbing heart. "Don't scare me like this!" I groaned. Thankfully, the boss I would work for was old, intelligent, and respectful. I would never have agreed to this
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