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"I'll make sure to have every single one of you sued for defamation of character," he warns, his voice thick, loud, and vibrating with authority. The women flinch slightly, but who seems like the ringleader; a woman I recognize as one of Montana’s loyal minions from the charity luncheon, steps forward.

"We... I mean, it’s the truth! She came between a married couple!" My chest beats painfully fast against my ribs at the wrong accusation.

"I didn't!" I scream, slamming my hands on the table as I
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Eniwealth
That she is. But her Mr definitely won't like that I think
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onajourney
That's right Anor! You let them have it!! You arr a firecracker after all!
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Eniwealth
Aweee my love. She had a field day on the floor
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  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    He killed him

    ELEANOR'S POVBanks comes back into the car reeking of gun powder, wide grin in place and shoulders puffing with accomplishment. "It's over firecracker" He sits beside me and presses his lips with mine. Again, Banks smells of gun powder. Rooke doesn't say a word. He simply shifts the car into gear and glides smoothly away from the curb.He killed him. My chest tightens as that truth settles. I knew he might. I thought I was prepared for it, convinced myself that a piece of absolute trash like Dean deserved whatever violent end was coming to him. But feeling the lingering heat radiating off Banks’s chest, watching the relaxed, effortless smile curvature of his lips, and tasting the huge brush of joy on his tongue as he kiss me like he didn't just end a human life... my entire body recoils.It feels completely, deeply unsettling. I swallow hard. He killed him. Killed."Anor." My eyes snaps up at the sound of my name. Banks's broad, warm palm rests against my jawline, his thumbs softly

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Banks-Dean

    BANKS'S POV Every single step back down into that subterranean grave is heavy with pure, unadulterated rage. The fact that I have to leave Eleanor sitting alone in the dark interior of my car—shaking, exhausted, and picking up the pieces of her broken trust, just to deal with this worthless trash is reason enough to put a bullet through his brain and be done with it. "Boss!" My four men at the foot of the stone stairs snap to rigid attention as I step back into the vault. The smell of wet cement and iron is still heavy in the air, but now it carries the bitter tang of Eleanor’s tears. I don't look at my men. I walk straight toward the heavy iron torture tray resting beside the wall. "Set the steam iron," I order, my voice dropping into a flat register. "It's already plugged in and hot, Boss," he replies, stepping back to give me space. I nod slowly, reaching over the set tray. My fingers wrap around the heavy, cold grip of my custom gun. I draw it smoothly, pulling back the slide

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    EPD III

    "The exes who cheated on you?" Dean sneers, a sinister smirk splitting his bloody lips. "The ones who broke up with you claiming you were too fat and unwanted? I set every single one of them up! I paid them off! I orchestrated every single breakup because no one deserves to..... " Before he can finish the sentence, my foot drives squarely into his chest. The impact sends him flying backward, the iron chains whipping through the air before snapping taut. I don't wait for him to recover. I storm forward, grabbing his torn, blood-soaked vest in both fists, shaking him with every ounce of strength I possess."REPEAT WHAT YOU JUST SAID" He struggles on the floor, gasping for air. Banks nods coldly to the guards. Two of them haul Dean upright while a third grabs a heavy bucket of ice water, dumping it directly over his head. Dean jolts wildly, coughing and screaming as the freezing water hits his raw wounds."REPEAT YOURSELF!" I scream, tears of pure, blinding fury finally spilling over my

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    EPD II

    My hand stings. A fierce heat radiating through my palm, but the feeling is intoxicating and the word 'Monster' blurs my sanity. Behind me, I hear the subtle shift of Banks moving out of his relaxed posture, his posture straightening as his dark gaze locks onto me with pure, stunned pride."Insult him one more time, I dare you" I whisper, my voice deadly, smooth, and trembling with fury. The guards surrounding Dean exchange surprise glances with a tiny smile passing between them. They take a collective half-step back into the gloom. They probably didn't expect this from me, neither did Dean whose head is back up an he's glaring cold fire at me."ARE YOU INSANE?!" Dean roars, his bloodied face twisting into pure shock. "HOW DARE YOU...." SLAP. I strike him again—harder this time, using the full weight of my shoulder. The force sends him sprawling sideways onto the wet concrete, the heavy iron links clattering loudly against the stone. Two guards immediately step in, hauling him bac

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    El punishing Dean

    ELEANOR'S POVAs the heavy iron door grinds open, the air shifts immediately into a cold room that smells faintly of copper and sweat, though masked by bleach and air purifier. We take a step into the room and I suck in a breath- It feels less like a room and more like a banks vault but one to bury secrets that can never see the sun."Welcome, Boss! Welcome, Miss!" The sudden, synchronized roar of four armed guards echoes off the low concrete ceiling. The sheer force of their voices makes my breath catch, my heel faltering against the slick, wet floor. Before I can lose my footing, Banks’s broad, warm palm glides securely around my waist. His presence behind me is a towering, unshakeable heat wave, anchoring me against the oppressive gloom of the dungeon."Thank you," I whisper, leaning back into his chest for a fraction of a second as the guard opens a door and we pass through the final heavy security door into absolute darkness. Except for the blinding, surgical glare of a single ov

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Morning sex

    ELEANOR'S POVThe morning sunlight streams directly onto my face like a burn, forcing me awake. I try to sit up, but I can't move—a heavy, thick arm is wrapped tight around my waist.I can't believe I fell asleep before he even returned from his conversation with his mother. Taking a deep breath, I try to pry his hand off my stomach, but Banks only tightens his grip. He hauls my hips back until my ass is pressed flush against his groin, burying his face into the crook of my neck and pressing a soft, sleepy kiss against my skin."Banks," I whisper."Yes, love?""I need to get up.""No." I take a slow breath, judging by his low, groggy baritone, he’s barely awake."It's morning.""Sleep," he rumbles, pulling me closer to him. With a soft chuckle, I shift to face him. Without a moment's hesitation, his hand slides down to my thigh, hooking it over his hip and he pulls me even closer till our lips are almost touching, his eyes still closed but his breathing has changed. "Banks, st...." M

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Not a request

    ELEANOR POV Fucking a man is a humiliation ritual unless he’s worth something: beauty, money, influence... or a good dick. Banks has it all and he's quite good with them. All. My request for "time to think" isn't because I’m looking for a relationship. Men like him don't do "girlfriends." But being

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Eat me

    I just came apart without penetration. Really felt my whole body shake. “𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘹𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶?” My ex-boyfriend says multiple times. I lift and look up at Banks, tears threatening to drop. “Thank…” I

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Red room

    ELEANOR I’m not a nun. I’m not a virgin. So when he looked at me, kissed me and said driver will pick me up- I knew I'm here to get fucked. And here I am, standing in a room that's bathed in deep red lighting. Whips, chains, and cuffs line the walls with toys I've never seen but can't wait to

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    The arrangement

    BANKS POV
The moment I step inside this perfume store, a sweet voice wrapped in fury greets me. She is facing off against a typical, entitled customer.
"Customers are always right!" the man, maybe fifty years old and puffing with self-importance, barks.
"That's a getaway mantra for retards with no o

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