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131. Private Tour (8)
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2025-08-06 00:01:40Cecil’s POV
"I'm sorry, Cecil. Just bear with me. The pain will fade soon—just hold on," Jacob whispered, his voice rough with restraint.
I wanted to believe him. In fact, I did believe him. But at that moment, all I could trust was the sharp sting and the unbearable fullness stretching me beyond what I thought was possible.
He leaned in and kissed me, swallowing my shaky breaths, my soft cries. His hands roamed over every inch of me, soothing, coaxing, distracting—trying to ease the pain his massive length was causing.
“I swear I’m clinging to the last shred of control right now,” Jacob growled against my skin. “But fuck… I want to slam into you so badly.”
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By the time they arrived at Mason’s estate, it was already way past dinnertime, and everyone was hungry.As their vehicle came to a stop, Attorney Alisher Marshal stood waiting at the front steps, flanked by his assistant, Leo Kensington, and several men in sleek black suits.The second Mason stepped out of the car, his aura shifted. Cold, calculated, and dominant, befitting an alpha like him.Aria joined him, holding the wooden box protectively in her arms.Mason took it from her and walked toward Alisher, his eyes gleaming with Alpha fire. “I’m entrusting you with these files,” he said, handing over the box. “You’re the expert. Don’t disappoint me.”The moment Alisher took the box, Mason added through the mind link, his voice sharp as a blade.'Just so you know, Aria is my fated mate, and soon, she will be the Luna of this pack. Make sure you don’t mess this up. Get my future in-laws out of that godforsaken jail. Fast.'Alisher glanced at Aria briefly, then smirked. “You know me, Al
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Jacob gently laid Sam on the velvet sofa in the grand receiving hall, her body limp, her breathing shallow and uneven. Crimson streaks marred her arms and shoulders—glass shards embedded deep beneath the skin. Blood smeared across the upholstery, but no one dared comment.“Get me water, towels—now!” Cecil snapped at the guards, her voice sharp and commanding. “Tweezers, hemostats, anything you can find to pull the glass out!”The guards hesitated, exchanging uncertain looks. She wasn’t their superior. They didn’t move.Then Jacob’s voice thundered across the room. “Move! Or I’ll make sure the Chairman hears about your incompetence firsthand!”Fear shot down their spines like ice. They scrambled out of the room to follow Cecil’s orders without another word.Once they were gone, Sam cracked one eye open, her breathing already stabilizing. Jacob gave a subtle nod. Their plan was working.Cecil turned to the last remaining guard, who was awkwardly lingering in the corner.“I need to get t
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