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THE WEDDING CRASHER SEDUCER 3

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Calliope’s stomach twisted as Elena’s silhouette lingered on the balcony, the bride’s white dress glowing like a ghost under the moonlight. For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then Elena turned and disappeared inside without a word.

Caspian exhaled sharply, his hand dropping from Calliope’s. “Fuck.”

“She saw us,” Calliope whispered, her body still buzzing from the grove, thighs sticky with his cum.

“Maybe. Maybe not.” His voice was tight, jaw clenched. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her deeper into
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  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE SECRET AUTHORS OBSESSION 1

    A sharp knock rattled the door. Evander froze, his heart slamming. He lived like a ghost; no one visited. Especially not at 2 a.m.He saved the draft and minimized the window, then crossed the room on bare feet, the worn floorboards creaking under him. The peephole revealed a woman in a dark hoodie and sunglasses. Something about her posture—the confident tilt of her shoulders, the way she shifted with restless energy—screamed familiar. He cracked the door with the chain still on.“Evander Cross?” Her voice was velvet wrapped in electricity—low, playful, impossible to forget if you’d ever heard it in a theater. She pushed the hood back. Elowen Blake.Likeeee Elowen Blake. Golden waves of hair tumbled free, framing those famous storm-gray eyes and the mischievous curve of her lips that had launched a thousand magazine covers.Evander’s mouth went dry. “You’re… this has to be a prank.”She slipped inside before he could protest, closing the door behind her with a soft click. The scent

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE WEDDING CRASHER SEDUCER 4

    In the candlelight of the grand reception hall, their eyes met across the table. The air crackled. Music swelled as the newlyweds danced their first dance, but Caspian’s gaze stayed locked on Calliope. Elena and Marcus moved gracefully under the lights, but the tension between the four of them had become unbearable.After the speeches— Caspian delivering a flawless, bittersweet best man toast that hid his torment— the party spilled into private corners. Caspian found Calliope near the bar, pulled her close, and whispered hot against her ear, “The old library upstairs. Now. All of us.”Calliope’s pulse spiked. “All of us?”He nodded, jaw tight. “Elena knows. She wants it. Marcus too. One last night before reality.”They slipped away together. In the dimly lit library, heavy velvet curtains drawn, Elena and Marcus waited. Elena’s wedding dress was already half-unzipped, her eyes bright with wine and forbidden curiosity. Marcus stood behind her, hands on her hips, but his gaze flicked t

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE WEDDING CRASHER SEDUCER 3

    Calliope’s stomach twisted as Elena’s silhouette lingered on the balcony, the bride’s white dress glowing like a ghost under the moonlight. For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then Elena turned and disappeared inside without a word.Caspian exhaled sharply, his hand dropping from Calliope’s. “Fuck.”“She saw us,” Calliope whispered, her body still buzzing from the grove, thighs sticky with his cum.“Maybe. Maybe not.” His voice was tight, jaw clenched. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her deeper into the shadows along the garden path, away from prying eyes. The moment they were hidden behind a stone wall covered in ivy, he pushed her back against it again, mouth crashing down on hers in a desperate, angry kiss.This time it was rougher, laced with frustration. His tongue invaded, claiming, while his hands roamed greedily under her dress, squeezing her bare ass. “I shouldn’t want this,” he growled against her lips, biting down hard enough to draw a whimper. “Not with her up there. Not the ni

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE WEDDING CRASHER SEDUCER 2

    Calliope slipped through the moonlit olive grove, her black dress whispering against her thighs. The party’s distant music and laughter faded behind her, swallowed by the rustle of leaves and the heavy scent of ripe olives and earth. Her pulse hammered as she spotted him leaning against an ancient tree trunk, moonlight carving sharp shadows across his face.Caspian straightened the moment he saw her. No words at first. He crossed the distance in three strides, cupped her face with both hands, and crushed his mouth to hers.The kiss was raw, hungry—no careful seduction. His tongue pushed past her lips, claiming, tasting the wine she’d drunk earlier. Calliope moaned into his mouth, fingers fisting his shirt as she pulled him closer. Heat exploded low in her belly. His body pressed her back against the tree, bark rough through the thin fabric of her dress.“Fuck, you taste good,” he growled against her lips, biting the lower one before soothing it with his tongue. One large hand slid do

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE WEDDING CRASHER SEDUCER 1

    Calliope’s heels sank into the soft gravel of the Tuscan villa driveway as she hauled her camera bag higher on her shoulder. The late afternoon sun bled gold across the rolling hills, catching on the ancient stone walls of Villa Rosa. Laughter and the clink of glasses already drifted from the terrace where the wedding party gathered for the rehearsal dinner. She moved quickly, lens cap off, capturing candid shots of guests in designer linens and silk dresses that shimmered like liquid under the golden light.She crouched low near a blooming rose hedge, framing a shot of the bride-to-be, Elena, in her flowing rehearsal gown. Elena’s laugh rang out, bright and rehearsed, as she touched the arm of her groom, Marcus. Calliope clicked the shutter twice, then shifted for a better angle.“Careful,” a deep voice said behind her. “You’ll miss the real shot if you hide in the bushes all evening.”Calliope straightened, turning sharply. The man standing there was tall, broad-shouldered, with d

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE STEPBROTHER SECRET 2

    The private jet touched down near Camp Evergreen two days later. Pine-scented air and the distant lap of the lake hit Ariadne like a time machine, dragging her back to humid nights and forbidden touches she’d tried to forget. Their parents chattered happily about bonding activities as they piled into the waiting golf cart, clueless to the storm brewing between their children. Victor clapped Lysander on the back, laughing about “making new memories,” while Elena squeezed Ariadne’s hand, eyes bright with hope for this blended family bullshit.The assigned family cabin had two bedrooms connected by a shared living space. “Perfect for closeness,” Elena had beamed, completely unaware.Lysander’s eyes met Ariadne’s as they dropped their bags in the main room. Dark. Hungry. Promising. The look alone made her thighs clench, heat pooling low despite the cool mountain breeze drifting through the open windows.That first night, after their parents left for the main lodge for some welcome mixer,

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE STEPBROTHER SECRET 1

    The heavy oak door slammed shut as Ariadne hauled her battered suitcase across the marble foyer, the wheels scraping loud enough to echo off the vaulted ceiling. Sweat glued her thin tank top to her back, her chest heaving from the long trek up the driveway she’d refused to let the driver handle. T

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE CONFESSION OF AN ATRIX 3

    The next morning, Thorian kissed Adanna’s forehead, his lips lingering a second longer than usual. “Sleep in today, babe. You look... exhausted in the best way.” He smiled, but his eyes carried the weight of his own secrets as he grabbed his briefcase and headed out into the Lagos morning traffic.

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE CONFESSION OF AN ATRIX 2

    The heavy wooden door to the private suite clicked shut, sealing Mistress Izzy and her newest client in a cocoon of red light and raw anticipation. The woman knelt gracefully on the black velvet cushion, completely naked except for the ornate silver mask that covered the upper half of her face. He

  • TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires    THE CONFESSION OF AN ATRIX I

    The sharp crack of leather echoed through the dimly lit private suite in The Veil. Mistress Izzy stood tall in her blood-red latex corset, the material gleaming under the low red lights like fresh sin. Her thigh-high stiletto boots planted firmly apart, and she brought the crop down again across th

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