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********** Damian swirls the dark vintage in his goblet, watching the red liquid cling to the crystal before taking a slow, deliberate sip. The taste is heavy on his tongue, rich and bitter, much like the current state of his affairs. His mind, however, is far from the paperwork scattered across his mahogany desk. It is fixated on the new arrival—the gift from Alpha Kael. Aiden. The omega is a rarity, a specimen of such delicate, refined beauty that Damian has seen few like him in his years. He has fucked countless omegas, bent them over every surface in this palace, but this one is different. There is a glint in Aiden’s eyes, a calculated reserve that screams of cunning. He is playing hard

And the secrets Adrian left behind were punishable. “Tatiana, let’s go,” Sasha repeated. Another shuddering breath filled my lungs. Black suits slowly drifted away, taking their black hearts with them. The sea of underworld men came to pay respects. Russian. Italian. American. Canadian. Colombian. A sea of black, which I’d always been a part of. No matter how much my brothers sheltered me. My eyes flickered to my brother, seeing him through the fog of grief. It felt like I wasn’t really here. But then I was.

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, arrogant, and ruthless businessman. Never in my dreams, I thought you can be a ‘hopeless romantic’ too.” "See, when it comes to romance, I believe in keeping it simple. For a second, did you call me ‘hopeless romantic’ by any chance?", his words held a little annoyance. Very little that to be noted.

I asked, fighting the urge to bash Matt's head against the wall. She smirks confidently, with her hand propped on her hip, "Yes, someone had to show little Miss Charity Case here where she belongs. And it's not dressed in gowns she can never afford, nor is it on your arm." She said, her face red with anger as she stared at Sloane. "Give it a rest, Roxanne. I only fucked you once, and it was a mediocre screw. I don't know what everyone's told you, but the only good thing about you is the fact that you have an on-staff doctor ready to cure your sexually transmitted diseases."

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

“This is rape with a pretty word on it.” Ash’s smile thinned. “Call it whatever keeps you righteous. Your scent called across the border. We answered. We don’t apologize for taking what’s in heat on our land.” “I’m not in heat.” Rook rolled his hips the inch the knot allowed. I gasped. More spend pushed against the seal. “You will be,” Rook said into my skin. “Or close enough.” We stayed locked a long time. Rook pulled out slow. I felt empty and flooded at once. Cum leaked out of me in a thick line. He looked at it, pushed two fingers back in as if he couldn’t stand the waste, then wiped them on my thigh.

My fingers brushed along the cracked leather as I ran through the lot, stopping at one in particular. It had a jet-black cover. No title. Just the silver crest pressed into the leather, a wolf enveloped by thirteen daggers. I cautiously pulled the book from its place. A cloud of dust billowed up into the air. The weight of it alone reminded me why De Luca only touched this book when no other option remained. I stared at the black cover for a moment. I hated this book. Hated what it represented. The De Lucas of the previous generation ruled in suspicion. Through fear. Through blood. I would never turn into that.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

“But right now, before you go out into the world, we need to spend some time reminding you exactly who your body belongs to.” The intense emotional argument shifted instantly into a wave of hot, consuming passion. They lifted my body effortlessly off the floor and carried me over to the large leather couch in the corner of the library. They stripped the clothes from my body with frantic, impatient hands, their eyes devouring my bare skin in the dim light of the room. They took turns tasting every single inch of me. Alexander lowered his head between my thighs, his hot tongue licking my wet pussy with long, expert strokes, while Damien captured my breasts, sucking on my nipples until I was wr