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KyraSteven kisses me until I become weak so weak I can barely breathe.Tonight, it’s happening. He’s going to take my virginity away.He unzips my dress roughly while I pant, trembling under his touch. His arms wrap around me as he slides off my bra slowly, God, this feels so good. His lips trace my neck, then move lower, down to my chest, and I can’t hold back the soft moans spilling out.My panties are soaking wet. His tongue on my body moves slow, intoxicating, deliberate. He takes off his shirt, and my breath catches at the sight of his body, sculpted and hot enough to burn. He presses himself against me, his warmth mixing with mine, kissing every inch of my skin, claiming it all.He slides my panties off, pockets them, and throws me back onto the bed. His tongue finds my breasts again, slower this time, gentler but it’s worse, so much worse, because I want to scream. His tongue trails down my stomach, lower and lower, until it reaches my pussy He sucks me until I can’t even mak

Steven Remembering the way Kyra closed her eyes for me to kiss her right after saying she didn't want me makes me chuckle softly. Ray stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. He probably thinks I’m pleased with the girls pouring me drinks and massaging my shoulders.We’re in the casino, surrounded by pretty faces, but today none of them interest me.Then I see something I’m not sure my mind didn’t just invent.Kyra.Standing there awkwardly in a short, off-shoulder dress and heels she can barely walk in. Who the hell made her wear that? Who is she trying to impress?“Boss, should I bring her to you?” one of my guys asks.I raise a hand, stopping him, my eyes never leaving Kyra. She looks so fucking good and I hate it.Because the moment some guy forces a drink into her hand,I rush forward and kick his ass until he’s begging for mercy and Kyra is shouting for me to stop.“Steven,” she says, eyes wide.I pull my coat off and wrap it around her shoulders, lifting her into my arms and carry

Steven So… are you married?” she asks, staring at the ring on my finger as I carry her from where she was kidnapped to my car.“Are you jealous?” I chuckle. “Why would I be? It’s not like we’re anything,” she mutters, rolling her eyes.“Don’t say anything,” I warn softly. “Just be a good girl.”I place her gently in the car and wrap my coat around her shoulders. That’s when I notice the bruise on her hand.My blood boils,This old man will pay for this. I swear.I drive to my other mansion.“Where are we going?” she asks.“You don’t need to know,” I smirk.When we arrive, my men are already waiting but I tell them to leave.Tonight, it’s just me and Kyra.I grab the medical kit and lift her onto the couch.“What are you doing?” she asks, eyes widening.“Didn’t I tell you you’re not allowed to get hurt?” I say, taking her bruised hand.“It’s all because of you,” she whispers.“I’m sorry,” I say quietly. “I’m sorry for not coming earlier.”She tries to hide her smile, but I see it.I