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Sinful Seduction (Exotica Collection) The Game I Can’t Win 3
The collar was still around her neck when the black car arrived.No driver spoke. No questions asked. Just a door that opened for her like it knew her name, and a velvet box on the seat waiting with fresh lingerie inside—barely-there black lace and sheer thigh-highs with no panties.She didn’t need to ask where they were going.The poker lounge.She swore she wouldn’t go back. Swore she’d tear the collar off and forget him.But there she was, stepping into the smoky den, dressed like a gift with trembling thighs and a pulse that wouldn’t slow down. She couldn’t walk without feeling him inside her. Couldn’t think without hearing his voice in her skull.He had marked her.And worse—she wanted more.The lounge was packed tonight. Rich men. Sharp women. Everyone watching, whispering, drinking.And him.He sat at the same table as before, calm as ever. A king waiting for his queen to crawl.She didn’t kneel.She marched straight to the table and met his eyes. Fire licked her spine.He smil
Sinful Seduction (Exotica Collection) The Game I Can’t Win 2
She told herself she wouldn’t go back.She meant it—at least for a day. She showered twice. Scrubbed his fingerprints from her thighs. Threw the red heels in the trash. She told herself she was done playing games she couldn’t win.But then the package arrived.Black envelope. No return address. Inside was a single card, thick and heavy, the kind that smelled expensive.8 PM. The penthouse. Wear this. Crawl.Folded beneath the card was a leather collar. Sleek. No tag. No frills. Just a silver buckle and a length that fit her throat perfectly.Her hands trembled.She should’ve burned it.Instead, at 7:55, she stood in front of the elevator in a black trench coat, heart pounding, no underwear beneath it. The collar wrapped around her neck. The cold buckle pressed against her skin like a threat.When the elevator opened, a man in a dark suit greeted her. “He’s waiting.”She didn’t ask his name. Didn’t speak at all. She just walked in.The ride was silent. The doors opened directly into th
Sinful Seduction (Exotica Collection) The Game I Can’t Win 1
The poker lounge was a secret carved in velvet and shadow.No signs. No names. Just a guarded steel door at the back of an abandoned bookstore and a bouncer with eyes like he’d watched men beg for their lives. She gave him the name she wasn’t supposed to know, and he let her in with a grunt.Inside, smoke curled in the air like a predator. Jazz played low, all brass and sin. The crowd was a blur of expensive suits, red lips, and cold glares. No one here was playing for fun. Every chip meant something real. Power. Secrets. Leverage.She didn’t belong here. Not in her thrifted black dress, not with the cheap red heels that clicked too loudly on the floor. But she needed the money. And she needed to feel dangerous for once in her life.She spotted the main table. Five men. One woman. All poker faces, ice and steel. But only one of them made her breath stutter.He sat at the center like a king in his court. No suit. Just a black shirt with sleeves rolled up, veins along his forearms, a wa
Sinful Seduction (Exotica Collection) One night, no escape 2
She didn’t sleep. Couldn’t.Not with his breath in her ear. Not with his hand still resting on her bare thigh, possessive even in sleep. But he wasn’t asleep either. She could feel it in the way his fingers flexed occasionally, like he was still memorizing her shape.The sheets smelled like sex. The kind that leaves you marked. Her skin was bruised in places she hadn’t even known were sensitive, her thighs sore from being held open for hours. The dim morning light barely touched the room, but it was enough to show the wreckage: torn lingerie, her dress crumpled in a corner, the rope he’d used to bind her wrists still hanging from the headboard.“You’re still here.”His voice came from behind her, deep and rough, like gravel. She turned slowly, her back brushing against his chest.“I didn’t know if I was allowed to leave,” she said, barely above a whisper.A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “You weren’t.”She should’ve felt panic. Regret. Something cold and sobering. But all sh
Sinful Seduction (Exotica Collection) One night, no escape 1
The hotel suite smelled like money. That sterile, expensive blend of polished wood, cold marble, and perfume that clung to the air like a secret. She wasn’t supposed to be there. She knew it the second the elevator doors closed behind her and the hush of the carpeted hallway swallowed her steps. But that was the point.Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she slipped inside the room she had no right to enter. The door hadn’t even been locked properly. Whoever had booked this suite was careless, and she was drunk enough on adrenaline to take advantage. The night wasn’t supposed to end in another lonely cab ride, another empty bed. She wanted danger. She wanted to be reckless. She wanted a memory that would haunt her long after her lipstick had faded.The suite was dim, the curtains drawn tight against the city lights. She kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot across the rug, her pulse thundering in her ears. She wasn’t afraid. Not yet. Not until she noticed the glass of whi
Sinful Seduction (Exotica Collection) Plaything 10
The first thing Celeste felt was the chill of the steel.She was laid flat on her back, arms tied above her head with cold metal cuffs that clicked into the rotating display wheel—an enormous circular platform rigged to slowly spin in the center of the underground hall. Her ankles were locked wide, legs spread and bound to opposite ends of the wheel. She was naked. Gagged. Her collar gleamed beneath the harsh spotlight.Beside her—no, on her—the boy was being strapped down face-first.Their bodies were aligned in perfect opposition.His cock rested against her stomach.His face, inches from her cunt.They weren’t just restrained.They were connected.Two submissives. One position.Made to serve.Made to be seen.The audience gathered slowly.Men and women in velvet masks and custom suits. Billionaires. Aristocrats. Voyeurs. Buyers. Trainers. Every seat was occupied.And seated at the top of the viewing platform, flanked by two towering guards, were the two who mattered most:Damian.A
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