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Sophie lay on the opulent bed in a glamorous room, its dim light casting a warm, golden hue over the luxurious furnishings. The bed's silk sheets felt cool against her skin, and the scent of jasmine lingered in the air. Seated next to her was a mysterious man, his gaze fixed on her face with an expression that danced between amusement and something more sinister. He reached out to brush a strand of her chestnut brown hair away from her face, but as her eyelids fluttered, he froze, withdrawing his hand. Her eyes opened slowly, locking onto his features. She was momentarily captivated by the sharp angles of his jaw and the intensity of his eyes, until he broke the silence. "Enjoying my looks?" he asked, his voice a blend of strength and seduction. Sophie gulped, her heart pounding as she sat up. "Who are you?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. A slow smile spread across his face, revealing perfectly shaped lips of a deep, rich red. He seemed to revel in her confusion.His dark hair, tousled and falling over his forehead, almost obscured his piercing blue eyes. When he casually brushed it aside, the full intensity of his gaze pulled her in like a magnet.
"Who do you think I am, sunflower?" he murmured, his tone a mix of arrogance and charm.
His aura was both commanding and chilling. Sophieâs eyes darted around the room, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings and the intoxicating scent. Her protective instincts surged. She spotted a glint of metal on the drawer beside the bed. In a swift, decisive motion, she grabbed the object, a letter opener, and pressed it against his neck, her hand trembling slightly. "Don't move," she threatened, her voice firmer now, despite the fear she felt. The man smirked, seemingly unfazed by the sharp edge at his throat. "Is this how you repay the person who saved your life?" he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. Sophie's breath hitched. Confusion and fear battled within her."Saved my life?" she echoed, her grip tightening on the letter opener.
His eyes, cold yet mesmerizing, held hers with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine.
"Yes," he replied softly, the amusement never leaving his face. He leaned. âYou want to know something else? I am..."______________
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Lucas freshened up and went downstairs. He checked the wall clock: 15 minutes past 8 pm. He groaned in frustration as he checked his phone, realizing Amira hadn't replied to any of his messages. Determined, he called her again. This time, she answered immediately, her voice hostile, "How may I help you, Lucas Salvatore?"He smiled. "What's with the formality?"She scoffed but didnât answer.He sat down and asked, "Why have you been ignoring me for days now?"Her reply was blunt. "Sorry, but I don't follow dubious people."He chuckled and nodded. "Alright, let's get this over with. Come over to my place and let's sort this out."Feigning reluctance, she responded, "Fine. Give me the address."He ended the call and sent her his address, then switched on the TV and relaxed. After about 30 minutes, the doorbell rang. Smiling, he went to the door and opened it, seeing Amira standing there. Her expression was cold, her attire revealing and striking."Hello, lovely," he greeted.She ignored
It was Tasha. Seeing them in that position, her jaw dropped. She walked in, her lips curling into a naughty smile as she gazed at Amira in surprise, then closed the door behind her.Lucas, getting angry, demanded to know, "Who the hell are you?"Amira quickly replied, "She's my friend, Tasha."He raised an eyebrow in astonishment. "Your friend?""Actually, we were heading to have some girls' night out when I got your call," Amira explained.He frowned. "You mean⌠she came with you?"She nodded, chuckling nervously. "I told her to wait outside in the car and to come in 30 minutes later if I didnât call or message her." She gulped, glancing at Tasha.Tasha tapped her wristwatch and mouthed, "Yeah, it's not quite 30 minutes, but I got curious."Amira grumbled, "Seriously, Tasha?"Lucas huffed, "So, you didn't trust me?"Amira shook her head. "No, it's not that. I just didn't want to ditch her."Tasha cleared her throat. "Hm. I see what's going on here now. No wonder my curiosity got the
Lucas's fingers moved with precision, his touch sending waves of pleasure through both women. He leaned in again, kissing Amira deeply, his tongue dancing with hers. Tasha watched, her eyes filled with desire, her body shivering with anticipation.He then turned his attention to Tasha, kissing her with equal passion. "You both taste so sweet," he murmured against her lips.Tasha's body tensed, her hips bucking against his fingers. "Lucas... oh, Lucas," she moaned, her voice breaking.Amira, not wanting to be left out, pulled him back to her. "Kiss me again, Lucas," she demanded, her voice urgent.Lucas obliged, his lips meeting hers in a fervent kiss, his fingers never slowing their pace. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, their moans, and gasps echoing off the walls.Both women were lost in their own world of ecstasy, their bodies moving in sync with Lucas's every touch. He reveled in their reactions, his dark eyes glinting with satisfaction.The intensity of th
Clearing her throat, Tasha demanded, almost yelling, "Amira, go get me some wine, please."Amira shot her an angry look, her brows creasing in warning. "What? Go get me wine. You don't need to worry, because I'm not going to kill him like you killed RayâŚ" Tasha taunted."Shut up!" Amira snapped, making Lucas stop. Her body tensed, and she pushed Lucas's hands away from her throat.Tasha pouted, wriggling her brows. She knew Amira wouldn't want Lucas to know about Raymond. It was their secret, and she was using it against her. "Fine, I will get your damn wine," Amira grumbled. She looked at Lucas, "I will be back soon." Lucas looked between them, confused and caught in the middle. Tasha whined, "Oh, my throat is dry. Hurry up, bestie.âAmira glared at her and left the room, cursing Tasha under her breath, "You sly bitch."Tasha jerked up as Amira's footsteps faded into the hall. She hurried to Lucas, her desire overtaking her. She jumped on him, her lips crashing into his in an unc
Lucas walked to the door, the soft click of it closing sending a shiver down Amiraâs spine. She felt a wave of apprehension wash over her, while Tashaâs eyes gleamed with excitement.Tasha turned to Lucas with a desperate gleam in her eye. âTake me first,â she demanded, her voice husky with desire.Amira crossed her arms, leaning against the wall. âWatching an experiment would do just fine,â she said sarcastically.Ignoring Amiraâs comment, Lucas nodded at Tasha. âAlright,â he agreed. Tasha smirked at Amira and then turned her full attention to Lucas.âYouâre such a bad boy,â Tasha purred, running her hands down his chest. âLetâs see what youâve got.ââItâs going to be hot,â Lucas promised, his voice low and charged with anticipation.Tasha grabbed his arms and pulled him closer. âThen letâs get on with it,â she whispered.Lucas moved quickly, spinning Tasha around and pushing her against the St. Andrewâs Cross. He fastened the restraints around her wrists and ankles, ensuring she was
Lucas moved with a methodical precision, his eyes darkening with intent. He grabbed a collar and leash, fastening it around Tasha's neck. She shivered, a mix of fear and excitement evident in her eyes. He pulled her up slightly by the leash, asserting his dominance, before guiding her back down to the bench. Amira watched with a sadistic smile, her own pleasure mixing with a strange satisfaction at seeing Tasha so thoroughly subdued. As Tasha's moans turned into cries of pleasure, Lucas reached for an electrostimulation device. He applied it to her skin, sending controlled electric shocks through her body. Tasha's screams echoed in the room, her body convulsing with each pulse, but her cries were tinged with undeniable pleasure.Amira's smile faltered as she realized Lucas was becoming extreme. She opened her mouth to speak but found herself unable to form words. She watched in growing unease as he continued.Lucas switched to a whip and flogger, using them with vicious intent. Tas
Soon, Amira matched Lucasâs vigor, her enthusiasm doubling his pleasure. He growled and moaned, âGood girl, keep going.â She finished, then licked him from his V-line up to his chest, biting his nipples. Lucas groaned, his body tensing with the mix of pleasure and pain.âYouâre not scared of me?â he muttered hoarsely.Amira smiled naughtily. âWhy would I be? I know you wonât kill me.âHe nodded, kissing her forehead. âI wonât. You're just different.â They started kissing passionately, their lips moving in a synchronized dance of lust and dominance. She asked between breaths, âHow?âHe chuckled, pulling back to look at her. âEveryone considers me a monster.âThey locked gazes, Amiraâs eyes piercing into his as she smirked. âWeâre alike. Raymond used to be someone special to me before. I loved and adored him.â Her tone turned flat and callous. âBut I killed him.âLucas grinned. âIâm not like you, darling. I donât kill the ones I love. Only those who give me trouble.âShe started care
Anita held Lillyâs hand tightly as they walked into an examining room in an extinguished hospital owned by the Algernon family. She had brought Lilly for a discreet proper checkup. She had been meticulous in ensuring this visit would be confidential, preparing for the upcoming transplant surgery. After the doctor had thoroughly examined Lilly, they all returned to his office, a tense silence hanging in the air.The doctor sat behind his desk, looking over Lillyâs charts before raising his eyes to Anita."So, Mrs. Anita, when is Lilly scheduled for the transplant?"Anita forced a smile, her mind racing for a believable answer. "Weâre taking her to England for the transplant. A hospital there has found a suitable donor."The doctor frowned, clearly puzzled. "England? Which hospital, if you don't mind me asking? We need to transfer her medical records and ensure they have all the necessary information."Anitaâs responses became increasingly evasive. "It's a private facility. Theyâve as