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Onyx's POV ‘There was more to Briar than meets the eye.’That was the conclusion I came down to, after yet another encounter with her.She was… different.I would say weird, but then weird sounds a bit too much, since she's successfully caught my attention without even trying.So yeah, different is the word.She was the first woman I've ever met that would flinch from a mere brush of the safest part of the human skin.And not just a contact from any man. It had to be Me.Other females would give anything to have me look in their direction. Just once. And a bonus if it's more than once. But she would flinch and hesitate to shake my hand as if her life depended on it.It happened the first time, and I thought she was probably like that because she was meeting me for the first time.The second time, I thought she was probably surprised that she'd jerked before she realized what she's done.Then there was the time I crossed a line I wouldn't normally because I couldn't help it. With eve

Briar's POV “Hello, Vixen” the all too familiar thick voice muttered, snapping my attention back to reality.I sucked in a sharp breath, wondering if I should pull away from his lingering touch or not.“What are you doing?” I questioned, trying to keep my voice even while at it.“Taking this from you…” he trailed off, pulling the bag from my hand effortlessly. “I figured you wouldn't let anyone else do it” he added and my heart skipped two beats.Did he… know?Did I give myself out at some point?Those thoughts ran through my head, hot and heavy. I didn't know what I'd do if anyone else, let alone Onyx finds out about my condition.Would he use it against me? Or just to his own advantage?Will he end the deal?My thoughts had gone wide and far until his voice pierced through the roaming lines in my head.“Surely, you didn't hide a ticking time bomb in the bag, did you?” He asked and a frown formed on my face. Soft at first, then tighter when I made sense of what he'd just said.“I wo

Amelia's POV I thought I heard a sound on my door. More or less a knock, or maybe just a tap, followed by the sound of the knob squeaking.But after turning my attention to the door, with all senses calm and heightened, there was no other movement, so I just shrugged it off.Or at least I tried to. But then unease wouldn't let me do that with a clear mind, so I went to the door to check it out myself, all assumptions out of the way.I unlocked the door and pulled it open, but there was no one at the entrance. I peeped out, my gaze swiping left and right just to meet utter emptiness, so I sighed and shut the door back with a frustrated click of the locks.But as I turned to go back to my bed, I heard another sickening tap from the windows.This time, I couldn't just ignore it with a roll of my eyes, because it wasn't just one fleeting tap.The sounds grew bolder, but the crossing line? It was when I heard that sliding crack of the dumb glass I'd refused to lock since morning.My heart

Lucas' POV The orgasm hit Amelia so hard, her eyes rolled back, hard, her legs quivering relentlessly.She was scared that her scream would travel through the doors so she bit her lips mod-scream, choking on all the sensation that ran through her body while she kept soaking my fingers like a good fucking girl.She looked so pretty, I could barely restrain myself from taking her right then against the damn door until every single soul within these walls realized who she belonged to.I moved my fingers inside her and she jerked, whimpering silently from overstimulation.I wanted her to hear her scream, those tempting, nerve wrecking screams of hers. But I don't think I was willing to trade anything for this struggling version of her. The side of her that wants to sob and scream so hard but is holding back for the sake of heavens knows what.“Lucas…” she trailed off, voice shaky and pleading.I moved again, thrusting and rubbing her hard.“What happened to not caring about what Damian o

Amelia's POV “What did you just say?” Damian demanded, his tone turning icy cold because a tip off that could cause the entire board to ask for an explanation couldn't be anything trivial.My gaze traveled from the anger that marred Damian’s face to the restlessness on Gabriela's face and I swear, it took every single control in my body to keep myself from laughing out loud.“Damian… you know I wouldn't do anything to cause problems or setbacks for the pack or the company. Trust me, and don't let any of that get to you.” Gabriela muttered gently, in her quest to lighten the air, and a snort slipped out of me so fast I didn't see it coming.They all turned to face me, but my face had changed to a nasty glare from the initial snort they thought they would meet there. “What? Looking at my face won't make tip offs disappear. Maybe Gabriela's assurance will.” I said flatly and went back to the fridge without waiting to see their reactions.“Jeremiah, what are the tip offs about?” I heard