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“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

I was more concerned with the open door. “Can you shut the door?” I asked in a calm tone. She looked from me to the door, gave a huff, stormed back to shut it and returned to her war stance. “How could you do this to me, Callum. How could you cheat on me?” She began to cry. “You said you love me.” Did I remember who the hell this was? Absolutely not. But looking at her wide chest, there’s no way I didn’t spin a few lies to bury my face in there.

I pull back like nothing happened, like my heart isn’t slamming against my ribs, like I didn’t just light a match and toss it between us. “Because Elara Hale is a gambling addict,” I say calmly. “But that’s not respectable enough for her circle, so she does it in auction houses instead. She tells herself it’s different while she burns millions on things she doesn’t even want—” Damien cuts me off. His mouth crashes into mine hard enough to steal the breath from my lungs. I gasp as his hand grips the roof of the car and he leans in, deep, demanding, pressing my cheek with brutal precision.

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

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Her lips were parted, her hair sticking all over her face and her temples, and her breath smelled like wine. Again, the anger rose. I did what my mind told me to do without having a second thought. I grabbed her forearm and pulled as hard as I could. I swear to God I heard a bone break, as her limb dislocated. "WHAT THE FU—" "You fucking listen to me, Caterina," I spatted, not giving her a change to finish as I pressed her cheeks together as hard as I could, hissing at her face. "When I tell you not to fucking do something, don't. Or else there'll be hell to fucking pay."

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Andrew drew out a chequebook with a leather cover from his coat. "Here, write as many zeros as you like and get out, "Lucifer singed the chequebook and tore a page and threw it on Angela's face. The piece of expensive paper delicately fluttered in the air and elegantly landed on the floor. A blue vein popped on Angela's neck. She clenched her fists in her pockets squeezing her sweaty palms. It was becoming troublesome to keep her polite smile in place. She picked up the cheque from the floor, shredded it into pieces and she threw it on Lucifer's assholian face.

She half screamed and my heart dropped and I couldn't think straight anymore. My phone fell from my shoulder and broke on the floor. I lost grip on the pot of stew too which scattered everywhere on the floor. I jumped not wanting to burn but was still in a daze. "Angel!" I heard someone scream but I could think clearly. He is cheating on me. I can't believe this. He is doing exactly what he promised he wouldn't and what my ex husband did. "Angel" I felt someone grab onto me. Why? Am I not enough? Am I not beautiful enough? Am I not young enough? Fuck what did I even do wrong for him to cheat on me. And we've only been married for 4 months. Four fucking months!!.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.