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046 — The Smile That Lied
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Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 096 — Night Games ; Intro
James’s POVClub Orion hit me like a fist the second I walked in. Bass pounded deep in my ribcage—low, relentless thumps that synced with my pulse whether I liked it or not. Red and purple lights slashed across the dance floor in sharp, dizzy streaks. Smoke hung thick in the air—pilled vodka, expensive perfume, and the faint sour edge of sweat. Every breath tasted like the night: sticky, intoxicating, and dangerous.I took my spot at the far end of the bar. Back to the wall. Perfect view. Whiskey glass already in my hand—cold crystal sweating against my palm. I took a slow sip. Let the burn rolled down my throat—hot, and smooth. Heat spread across my tongue, to down my chest.The silver gala was coming fast. Julian needed intel—real, dirty, usable intel. Enough to win. Enough to get back at Leon. He couldn’t move himself. As usual, he sent me.I watched my prey from across the room.Hale lounged in the VIP section like he owned the place. Velvet booth. Gold bottle service. Girls dra
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 095 — Drunk Truth
Julian’s POVMy house felt too quiet—like the silence itself was pressing down on my chest, making every breath harder than the last. I tossed my suit jacket over the back of the couch. It landed crooked, half hanging off, sleeve dragging on the floor. My fingers shook as I fumbled with the top buttons of my shirt. Three came undone. Collar fell open. Cool air hit my chest, but it did nothing to touch the heat still burning under my ribs, thick and restless.I dropped onto the sofa, damn tired. The bottle waited on the side table like an old friend who never judges. I poured another glass. Amber liquid caught the single lamp light—glowed warm, almost alive. I took a long swallow. The burn rolled down slow this time. Numbing. But not enough. Never enough tonight.The room spun gentle. The walls of my room tilted. Shadows stretched long across the floor like fingers reaching for me. I leaned my head back. Closed my eyes. Tried to breathe steady but couldn’t. Every inhale felt jagged.
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 094 — Loose Ends
Julian’s POVThe office felt smaller tonight. The dim lamp in the corner threw long shadows across the my office. The whiskey glass sat heavy in my palm, cold against my skin, but the burn going down was the only thing that still felt alive. I took another swallow—slow this time. Liquid fire scraped my throat raw, settled hot in my stomach like a second heartbeat.James stood beside my armchair, folded his arms tight across his chest. He hadn’t sat down once. Just watched me like I might explode any second.“Something’s definitely off,” he said quietly, his voice low like he was afraid the walls might hear.I didn’t answer right away. I just stared into the amber swirl inside the glass. Took another pull. The burn felt good and familiar.He shifted his weight. “The timing… it’s too damn perfect, man. Like someone knew your plan the whole time.”My fingers tightened around the glass. Crystal creaked under the pressure. My knuckles still raw from the wall last night—my open skin still s
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 093 — After
Ava’s POVHe stood over me. Tall. Breathing heavy. His chest rose and fell fast. Sweat glistened on his skin under the low lamp light. As he stripped down, his cock stood thick and hard—veins pulsed dark along the shaft. The cap flushed deep red. Wet. Pre-cum beaded at the slit, caught the light.He climbed onto the bed. The bed dipped deep under his weight. He sank his knees into the sheets on both sides of my hips. Heat rolled off him—thick, and musky. His shadow covered me completely.He came down slow. His bare chest brushed my breasts first—hot, damp skin against mine. My nipples dragged across his chest hair. Tingled sharp. Then his mouth found mine. Hard. Loud. Wet as our lips crushed. Tongue pushed in deep—hot, and demanding. Tasted salt, sweat, champagne, and his blood. His teeth grazed my bottom lip. Sucked hard. I moaned into his mouth—soft, broken sound swallowed by the kiss.He moved lower as he dragged his lips down my neck—hot, open-mouthed. His teeth scraped smy skin a
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 092 — Heat
Ava’s POVHis heat crashed over me from behind—thick, and suffocating, like standing too close to an open flame. His breath grazed my neck in short, uneven bursts. Hot and fast as my skin prickled. My hairs stood on end. Every nerve screamed awake.His fingers found the zipper. He dragged it down my spine—slow, and deliberate. The metal teeth parted with a soft, rasping hiss that echoed in my ears. Cool air rushed in—sharp, biting contrast to the fever flooding my skin. My dress loosened. Slid off shoulders. It pooled at my feet in a quiet whisper of silk. Only black bra and panties remained on my body. My nipples were still soft instantly under lace—tight, aching peaks.I didn’t turn. I didn’t speak either.He stayed right there. His chest hovering inches from my back. I felt every rise and fall of his breathing—deep, ragged, almost desperate. Heat rolled off him in waves. Sweat already dampened his skin. I smelled it—salt, musk, and a thin edge of blood from earlier.Then his finger
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 091 — Silence
Ava’s POVWe stepped into the bedroom. Door clicked shut behind us—sharp, final, like a lock snapping into place. The sound echoed in my ears, louder than it should have been. The room felt smaller and the air felt thicker. Heavy with everything unsaid.Leon walked straight to the closet. His face carved from stone. Jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumped under his skin. His eyes dark. Distant. No words. Not one syllable. Not even my name.He yanked off his jacket. Dropped it on the chair like it burned his fingers. His shoulders stayed locked rigid. His muscles bunched hard under his shirt. His knuckles were still red from the fight. Swollen. Small cut on one finger oozed slow—fresh blood beading dark, glistening under the bedroom light.I stood near the bed. My hands ice-cold, twisting my fingers together until my nails dug deep into palms. My stomach knotted so tight it hurt to breathe—sharp cramp low in my belly. My throat closed. Hot and burning. I watched him unbuttoned his cuf
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