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Fiona grinned mischievously, “Back in my wild days, I knew an audio-visual store owner with a rich collection of films. Aren’t you looking for…that? I’ve sourced some for you, study up.” Bella paused, then caught on, “Adult films?” Such things weren’t particularly interesting, but Fiona’s suggestion piqued her curiosity. Fiona gave her a knowing look, “European, Japanese, anime…though Japanese ones aren’t great, too ugly.” “Got any Ultraman?” Fiona scrutinized her disdainfully. No wonder they were incompatible. Ultraman? Where’s the appeal in that? “You also want to watch Transformers?” “Transformers shoot oil.” She had inadvertently seen Transformers erotic fan art—way too much for her.

I scroll through their very raunchy and promiscuous conversations before finding a thread that really catches my attention. #1 fan 11/13 1:14 am From #1 fan: Are you kidding me right now? From #1 fan: You really want to end what we have after everything?!

"It's amazing. There are so many extras. I'm afraid that Mr. Valentine has moved all the people from the whole film and television city here, hasn't he?" Julian, "..." Matthew was a little nervous. "Did my uncle really find some fake fans?" "What fake fans!" A crisp child's voice sounded behind them. Everyone looked down and saw that Liliana was glaring at them with her arms crossed in anger. "These are all real fans, okay?" Demarion explained to on behalf of his sister. "Many of them are passers-by who like Mommy, and some of them are Roseane's fans." "Some are also Yessenia's fans, as well as the fans of other artists who have been tortured by Gabriel. After knowing the situation, they spe

Hardy was devoted to her, so certain of their future together, that the idea of her hesitating would be unthinkable to him. But the truth was, she didn’t feel the same certainty. Because her heart belonged to someone else. And that someone else was Hardy’s father, Will. The thought of Will stirred a forbidden thrill within her, mingling with a deep, aching guilt. Their affair had begun as something reckless and impulsive, a spark that had ignited and consumed her before she even knew what was happening. Will was everything Hardy wasn’t—charismatic, worldly, and thrillingly unpredictable. With him, she felt alive in ways she hadn’t known were possible. But the reality was dangerous and messy,

Unfixable for now. “They’re dividing the public on purpose,” Elodie said, typing rapidly on her laptop. “Supportive comments get buried or ratio’d. Hate spreads faster. Some hockey forums are split right down the middle. Half the fans are burning jerseys. The other half are organizing petitions for the league to protect us.”

I needed to sort out what this was before allowing myself to feel any sort of way. “I may have got that when you stuck your tongue down my throat.” I teased, giving him a little wink. “But, that doesn’t help with knowing what it means for the future. Friends fool around sometimes.” Zaine frowned. “I don't think I could be that sort of friend, Pres. I don't think I could risk hurting you, either. Besides, I think we know each other better than most. We share a connection, that, no, isn’t a fated matebond, but it is a friendship. A solid and close friendship. I already love you because of that friendship. But, the reaction you just caused my body… well…”

The invitation arrived in a plain black envelope, no return address, slipped under her apartment door like a secret. Inside: a single heavy card, embossed in silver. Velvet Rope Society Saturday, 11 p.m. One night. One rule: everything is consensual. Bring only your desire. Lila had heard whispers about the club—exclusive, hidden somewhere beneath the city, a place where the wealthy and the wicked gathered to buy and sell pleasure. She’d always told herself it was myth. Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling.

“I mean, the job was for the position of a girlfriend, so that’s checking out the merchandise for you. Not that I’m innocent. I’m fine. But if this is like… something a man and a woman do like… something I haven’t seen yet except in movies…”What the hell am I babbling about? “I’m saying I haven’t done the ‘how’ of this play ever yet.” “Are you fucking kidding me?” “No. I have a dildo in my room, that’s the best that I can say.” I even said that proudly, because that couldn’t be more embarrassing than saying I hadn’t had a boyfriend in my twenty-one years. “No, I’m not a lesbian either.”

“Vivian and I… have certain desires. Shared ones. We value control, yes, but also intimacy. Connection. Nourishment.” My pulse thudded wildly. “You mean—?” “We’d like to help you… relieve yourself,” Vivian said, gently. “And in doing so, explore something that arouses us deeply.” My mouth parted. I looked between them. “You want to… nurse from me?” Vivian’s smile deepened. “Only if you say yes. But understand, Claire… we don’t just want to suckle. We want to taste you. Devour you. Cherish you.”

She could no longer hold herself back as she walked up with a few people beside her and asked Fane, “Hey handsome, you’re Fane, right? Can I add you on WeChat?” Fane felt awkward as he replied, “Sorry, I’m not into these sorts of things!” “Oh please, you’re only with that wealthy lady for money, right? “Just tell me, how much does she give you per month? I’ll double it!” She then continued, “But I’m still a virgin and I’ve never given ‘that’ a thought… So, we’ll take it slow, alright?” Fane almost passed out from that remark. He, a proud guardian of Cathysia, an honorable Supreme Warrior, was actually being…