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LENA'S POVI never imagined I would run into him again like this—disheveled and broken.Yet here I was, climbing onto the back of his bike, arms wrapped tightly around his waist like a frightened child—after I had explicitly told him to stay away.My grip on his jacket tightened as the engine purred to life.To be honest, after that hug outside Carter’s place, something inside my chest had loosened. The way I had poured everything out while pressed against him… it had eased the suffocating pressure inside of me.If only Mitch had held me like that the night I was almost stabbed…No. I slammed the thought shut.Mitch is my husband.And Tarzan… Tarzan is a younger man who wants a sexual affair with me.I shouldn’t compare them.What was wrong with me?I closed my eyes beneath the helmet and let the tears fall silently. The wind whipped past us, but Tarzan rode slower than usual. Carefully.When we finally pulled up in front of my house, I climbed down on shaky legs and removed the helme

The one time I had seen him shirtless was when he came out of the bathroom naked. I was too overwhelmed—I shut my eyes and didn't look closely. Now I can't help but confess. That's one nice male body. But… why couldn't I stop staring? He's a younger man. I'm acting like a creep! He smirked wider, clearly noticing my reaction. "Like what you see?" he interrupted my thoughts. I snapped out of it, shoving his shirt back at him. "Put your shirt back on!" I snapped, my face burning. "And stop smirking like that, you idiot!" "I don't know," he drawled, holding the shirt in his hand and making no move to put it back on. "You seem to be enjoying the view." He threw the shirt back at me. How disrespectful! "I'm not enjoying any view!" I lied, crossing my arms and looking everywhere but at him. How could I enjoy that? I should see him as a little brother. "If you're curious," he cut into my thoughts again, "the tattoo goes a bit lower. Want me to show you?" His long

“FUUUUCK — I’m cumming! I’m your bitch — cumming so hard!” Elena screamed, her walls clamping down like a vice as she squirted again, soaking us both. Her body convulsed in my arms. I carried her back to the desk, sat in her big executive chair, and pulled her on top facing away from me — reverse cowgirl. She sank down onto my cock with a long, throaty moan. “Ride it,” I ordered, slapping her ass hard. “Show me how much of a cock-hungry bitch you are.” Elena started bouncing aggressively, her perfect ass rippling with every slam downward. “Like this? You like your bitch riding you? Ahh! Ahh! So full — your cock is stretching me so good!” I reached around and squeezed her bouncing tits, mauling them roughly while she rode me like a woman possessed. I spanked her ass red, guiding her movements with hard slaps. “Faster, bitch. Fuck yourself on my cock.” “Yes, sir — I’m your bitch! Your dirty riding bitch!” Her moans were loud and rhythmic — “Ah! Ah! Ah! Mmmph — fuck!” — match

AUTHOR'S POV The sickening sound of fists smashing into flesh echoed loudly outside Mr. Carter’s house. Again and again. Megan stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide with horror as she watched the men beat her father to a pulp. She wanted to scream, to run and stop them, but her legs refused to move. All she could do was watch helplessly, silent tears streaming down her face. Mr. Carter was already unrecognizable. His face was grotesquely swollen, lips split open, one eye completely shut while the other was reduced to a mere slit. Blood dripped steadily from his nose and mouth, staining the dirt beneath him. He could barely see his own daughter standing just feet away. Still, he kept pleading. “P-please… I beg you…” His voice came out weak and gurgling, interrupted by every brutal blow to his ribs and stomach. “I’ve learned my lesson… don’t… don’t kill me… I swear on my daughter’s life… I’ll never touch Lena again!” Damon stood a few steps back, arms crossed, watching the beati

Bella’s eyebrows shot up. “Cousin? Wow. I didn’t know you guys had genes like that. Must be from your mother’s side, right? Since you never knew your dad.”She seemed to have inherited the family’s savageness as she grew older.“Actually, it’s from my father’s,” I replied softly.“Oh, you’re reconnecting with your father’s family? That’s good news.”She flashed me a bright, dimpled smile.I forced a nervous smile in return.*This is all going to backfire on me.* Lying about this wasn’t smart. What if she tells Mitch?“Come on, Lena. Introduce me, please? Remember when everyone was being so cruel to you the first time Mitch brought you home? I was nice to you. I even got scolded for it. You owe me big time.”I sighed as the memories rushed back uninvited.That painful first visit to Mitch’s parents. The interrogations about my unknown father, my lack of education, my background. The way they looked at me like I was a gold-digger who had trapped their precious son.I’d broken down i