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♡☆CANDACE♡☆Of course I didn't want to stay. But couldn't keep leading myself on with Luca. We didn't have a future together. All he did was place work as his priority, tread on eggshells around me, and went around in circles over renewing his vows to his ex-wife. It was exhausting. Going with him meant returning to that loop. I didn't want to put myself in that position where I kept getting hurt. Where I put my heart out only to constantly keep getting disappointed. "Let the girl stay," Vivianne's voice cut through the haze in my head, "We have a lot to discuss, wedding arrangements, dresses you name it." Vivianne's words painted a vivid image in my head making agreeing to marry Damien feel more real, more serious than it had been minutes ago. He'd picked me up at the bus stop as agreed—because I didn't want him to know where I lived—then he'd raved about how much he'd missed our friendship, how much of a changed man he'd been and when I least expected it, he'd held the ring ou

♡☆CANDACE♡☆I'd been too distracted by the whole Vivianne's thing, my jealousy and suspicions to want to focus on a possibility of sharing a mate bond with Luca. Not like I doubted it. The pull had been there but the distractions, the fear of losing him completely had blinded me to so many things.The mate subject was on hold, until I found the perfect way to react to him keeping something as important and as delicate as that from me. Until I found out why he'd keep that a secret from me. Staying mad was no way to get a damn good orgasm. Back-to-back orgasm first, fight later. I glanced at him as he sped down the busy streets, not sure where he was taking me. His apartment or mine?Or none?His gaze remained glued on the windshield. No, I needed him to look my way. With how prickly I felt with the need to cling onto him, to grind my wet crotch against him until the fire in my clit doused. I shifted in the front seat, careful not to disturb how tightly my thighs were pressed togeth

♠︎♣︎DAMIEN♠︎♣︎I used to know everything about Candace. The things she said and the ones she just, I used to know it all.Now, it was like I didn't even know who she'd become. Without a trace of doubt, Candy was sneaking around, seeing someone. But who?Cathy wouldn't say anything, almost like she was helping Candace keep a secret. Those sudden changes in outfits, attitude, and perception of things made it obvious there was a man funding her lifestyle. Tonight made that clear. She hadn't denied it the first time I'd spotted an hickey on her but I prayed with everything in me she denied tonight's moans. Moaning into the phone, walking out on mom and I during such an important dinner just to hook up with her lover?Disrespectful. Candace had never been the type to be disrespectful. None of this would've happened if Luca hadn't taken her away from the table just to ruffle my feathers. He didn't agree to this marriage, he'd never agreed to anything that pertained to my happiness. "Y

♡☆CANDACE♡☆"You actually know how to make a guacamole?" For an Alpha, what couldn't he do?He shrugged as he whirled around from the electric composter on the countertop where he'd just tossed the avocado skins. A broad, infectious grin was plastered on his handsome face. "Let's just say I know several survival skills." That could do. I nodded, trying to mask the smile on my face with the rim of my wine glass. Goddess Luca looked as sexy as fuck scrambling around the kitchen to get the dip done. My heart tightened, my wolf stirred and all I could think of was this man being my mate. Was Luca being mine. "Remind me," I placed the glass back on the countertop and leaned against the edge of the island, "What did you say about us being mates again? I'd been too distracted to have that conversation." He shrugged, the grin faded, he went silent for what felt like forever before he looked up at me and sighed, "I don't want you in a terrible mood. I don't want us fighting over this, n

♡☆CANDACE♡☆It was officially our first play session. I was excited and nervous both. Not quite sure how the play session would go or how I would feel exploring pleasure in a very wild and bold way, but yeah, eagerness might be another word to describe how I felt in Luca's playroom. The same playroom Luca had commanded me to set up before the whole Vivianne twist stalled things. But now, the room didn't look exactly as I'd left it.I couldn't spot the shopping bags from FLY TONIGHT where I'd abandoned them, ran off to have the time of my life—solo girl— before Luca had returned unexpectedly. "I'm happy to make sweet love to you," Luca wrapped his arm around my waist in the middle of the room, pulling me to himself, to the steel in his pants. "You look as clueless as a little lamb." "More like a lamb eager to get her fleece soiled." He crinkled his nose, tipped his head back and chuckled at my joke, referencing our conversation when this all started. "Your choice, little lamb."