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Sixty Seven
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2025-10-25 23:39:34
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His Playmate Hundred Twelve
Julia’s POV I slowly came to consciousness, a soft groan escaping me as I shifted against the sheets. The dream lingering at the edges of my thoughts left behind a warm touch, a familiar scent, and a name that stirred both comfort and something deeper. When I opened my eyes, I was met with morning shadows. I reached out toward the empty space beside me, half-hoping to find the warmth of another body, but the bed was vacant. I yawned, reminiscing about the dream. It had carried me back to my childhood, to quiet days by the lake with Luke by my side. In that memory, I felt alive and happy. Part of me wished reality was nothing but a dream, and that my dream was the real world. I would have happily woken up ten years in the past just to see my family and Luke around me again. Instead, Luke was now Lucian. He wasn't the boy I used to know. He was entirely different, a don, someone involved in a world I never wanted to touch. I sat up slowly and ran a hand through my tangled h
His Playmate Hundred Eleven
Lucian’s POVIt irritated me to see Julia in such pain. Despite driving her insane or hurting her emotionally, I couldn't just walk away from this situation. When I felt closer to her, I recognized her as the little girl I once knew, with her beautiful eyes. She had no idea what it would do to me. I thought I'd changed; I wouldn't dare to love because I considered it a weakness, but seeing her made me reconsider. Something has felt complete in my life since she entered it for the second time—albeit by force—which is why I will never let her go.Now Riley, i wondered what she wanted to talk to me about by this time of the night when she ought to have gone home.The hallway was quiet, too fucking quiet. As i stalked toward the study where riley waited. My fingers flexed at my sides, still burning from the ghost of julia’s skin under my hands. Still seeing the bruises those bastards left on her. Still tasting the unspoken something between us when i’d been seconds away from—No.I force
His Playmate Hundred Ten
The door opened behind him. Andrew stepped in, his expression grim, flanked by two of Lucian’s men dragging the bastards between them—bloodied, barely conscious, their faces swollen from whatever punishment they’d already endured. They crumpled to the floor at Lucian’s feet.One of them groaned, lifting his head—and his eyes locked on me.Recognition.Fear.Lucian didn’t move; he just watched me, waiting for what i would do to them.My hands trembled, then i stepped forward. I stood, the nervousness replaced with a smirk, partly satisfied with the situation they are in.I whispered, “i told you I am not to be messed with, but you thought i was lying.”He trembled, his lips quivering, wanting to beg, to say something, or even to insult me. Since i could see the fire in his eyes.Before he thought of begging me, i slapped him twice across his face and whispered “how dare you touch me?”His head snapped to the side with the force of my hits, his cheeks reddened with the handprints i lef
His Playmate HUNDRED NINE
HUNDRED NINEI sat up straight, observing as they attended to my room. I felt a little better, but I was also scared because I didn't understand why people always pursued girls like me.I noticed that the ladies were glancing at me and then exchanging glances among themselves. Their eyes were full of curiosity, as if they were about to say something.Finally, one of them spoke with a strong Spanish accent, "Ma'am, we really want to thank you. I apologize if this offends you."I raised my brows, flushed from the gratitude but also perplexed. This was my first meeting with them, and they're thanking me for nothing I knew about.I inquired, "Why are you thanking me?”"Oh, sorry, I'm Marie. I said that because of you, those men, who were taken away." Marie responded as she cleaned my wounds, and the two women beside her smiled.I shake my head, wondering if it was the men who had attacked me earlier."Which men?" I inquired to confirm my thoughts."I am referring to the men who did this t
His Playmate Hundred Eight
JuliaIt was too late; I was already crumbling. I tried to push him away from me, acting as if his contact had no effect on me. I bit my lips to conceal the moan. Lucian knew what he was doing, and I am not sure if he was toying with my emotions."Lucian, stop this." I uttered in whispers. I wonder what Riley would think if she found us in this situation, but Lucian wouldn’t stop, continuing his agony, his lips now trailing down the nape of my neck.He said, "You can barely resist my touch, Jules."I shivered as he mentioned my nickname. It felt soft in his mouth, and I used to oppose it after he bought me, but now I'm not sure what I am thinking.His hand grasped my shoulders softly and firmly, but not so hard that they ached. His right hand held the tray down my shoulders, and the hair on my skin stood up."If this is also a joke for you," I faltered, "then stop it. You can play with something else, but not my body."He paused, and the look in his eyes shifted. Then he stepped back
His Playmate Hundred Seven
My heart raced as I entered. I could not express how nervous I was feeling. Was it because Lucian spotted me glancing at them and I was feeling a little emotional?It was embarrassing because I was the one who was made to know how to mask feelings; I was the type who would never want to be with or even near Lucian, and I was also the type who would go to any length to achieve what I wanted. And what I wanted first was independence, to leave and then return to the man I used to call father.The man who sold me for money, and what would my first reaction be? But now my intellect tells me to do something worthwhile, while my heart betrays me."Fucking stop being nervous, Julia," I reprimanded myself. Then I walked into the room. It was dark at first, but I could smell the pleasant perfume of strawberries, which contrasted with the macho scent.My pulse raced faster; could Lucian be with that woman?It isn't my business, so why should I care?"Lucian?" I yelled out, my voice low, as I sca
His Playmate Eighty
Julia’s POVComing back here wasn’t out of free will. It was because he said so. Because Lucian always said so.And now I’m standing here again—alone, in his room, surrounded by silence so thick I could hear my own heart beating. The walls around me were dark, almost black, yet glinting faintly wit
His Playmate Seventy Eight
Andrew’s knock came just when I thought I could finally rest. “The Don wants to see you,” his deep voice echoed through the wooden door. My heart skipped a beat. For a moment, I wondered if I’d done something wrong again. Maybe Yasmin had reported me. Maybe Lucian found out about something I did
His Playmate Seventy Six
Julia's POV I didn’t understand what Lucian meant by “come to my room later.” The way he said it, so calm yet so unreadable, made my stomach twist. The entire conversation in his office had left me shaken — from the gunshots to his question about my father. “Who is your father?” kept replaying
His Playmate Seventy Four
Lucian's POV She stood there in front of me, trembling in a way that has nothing to do with winter or fever. The cut along her palm was gone, bandaged, but there was a faint stain left on the cuff of her sleeve. The way her chest rose and fell told me more than her words. She had a threshold and
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