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Those words were came out of my mouth with a slow whimper. "I want you to give back my mom's company before the engagement." I said and he ran his hands in my hair. I moved my head in anticipation and he rested his hand on my neck. "Everything will be done but with my plan." To be continued... Hope you are enjoying. Ifvyou like this book. Please add this in your libraries. Till the next time With love Purva Narang (Your Author)

“You’re so beautiful when you’re all fired up. Listen, Lily is just her as an intern and Claire my secretary is just on a sick leave. She’ll be back next week.” “You think I’m stupid and ugly.” She stated crying. “Angel, of course not, please don’t cry.” I embraced her and she started crying more. “I love you and I would never cheat on you. You’re the most beautiful woman in the world. You are not ugly or stupid.” “But I feel that way. Look at me. I gained weight and all the time I crave sushi and ice cream. I just want to be with you all the time because I’m scared that some hot chick will take you away from me.” She stated sobbing.

"Keep going." He grinned. "I'd bend you over, grab those supple looking asscheeks, and pound you until your knees shake. Imagine my cum leaking down your thighs as I kiss your neck and tell you how fucking sexy you are." I was soaked and my clit throbbed. I pressed my thighs together, desperate for friction. Just as I opened my mouth to respond, the restaurant door slammed open. "You cheating asshole!" a woman screamed, storming toward us. She glared at me. "And you, slut, trying to steal my man?"

A sob broke out, she felt pang of guilt and shame wash over her, but the desperation was there. Her legs hooked around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Ronan,” she whispered. Then louder, her voice fracturing. “Ronan, please—” His grin was feral and victorious like he just won a grammy. “That’s much better,” he growled against her mouth. “Keep saying it. I want to hear it when you come all over my cock.” He didn’t give her time to answer. He fucked her harder, faster and ruthlessly. One of his hand slid between them, finding her clit again, and rubbing merciless circles while he pounded into her.

“And let’s not forget he’s cheating on me.” Nora blinked in confusion. “Cheating?” “I caught him kissing Daniela today.” Angela’s eyes darkened painfully. “They were kissing, Nora. I just want to slap his face right now.” She spat. The brush slipped from Nora’s fingers. Shock exploded across her face. “Alpha kissed Daniela?” “Why do you sound so surprised?” Angela snapped bitterly. “He has a child with her. Anything is possible with that man.” Nora stared at her for several stunned seconds before shaking her head firmly. “No… no, that’s impossible. Are you sure?”

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

TRIGGER WARNING THIS BOOK IS STRICT EROTICA - 18+ ONLY CONTAINS EXTREME EXPLICIT SEX, HEAVY BLASPHEMY, PRIEST/YOUNG WOMAN TABOO, ROUGH SEX, CHOKING, SPANKING, FILTHY DIRTY TALK, AND RISK OF GETTING CAUGHT IN CHURCH. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "Angela's POV" At twenty-three years old, I was pretty sure I was going straight to hell — and I was surprisingly okay with it.

He picked up a pen with it, flipped through the pages, and began writing on the cheque. Once he was done writing and signing, he cut the paper out of the cheque book and slammed it on the table behind me. I slowly turned around, only to see he had really written the amount he promised to pay for me to his girlfriend. My eyes widened in shock immediately. I swallowed hard and looked back sharply at him. He didn’t smile. Instead, he just repeated himself again, his voice quieter and colder this time around. “Take off your clothes,” he said. My fingers curled slightly against the floor, my body refusing to move even though my mind screamed at me to do something—anything.

Angela watched her go, gathering her courage, before turning to face Alex. He was already walking toward her. "Angela—" "Don't," she said, holding up a hand. "Whatever you're about to say, just—don't." "I need to apologize." "You really don't." "I do." He stopped a few feet away, respecting her space but close enough that she could see the circles under his eyes. "That night, in college. The way I left. What you saw—" "What I saw was you with someone else." Angela's voice was sharper than she intended. "What I saw was my boyfriend cheating on me while half our dorm knew about it before I did. So yeah, I remember what I saw."

Slutty little Jane, cheating on her hubby with his best friend and her bestie. More tears, uncontrollable now. My legs shook as I slid off the bed, grabbing my discarded gown from the floor. The silk felt cold against my skin as I pulled it on, tying the sash with trembling hands. I stood there, staring at them—two people I'd trusted, loved even—and felt my world fracture. How could I have been so blind? Lisa's compliments, always laced with something sharper now that I thought about it. Tom's lingering touches at barbecues, the way he'd watch me too long. My marriage... god, Mark. Sweet, oblivious Mark, probably home right now, scrolling through his phone, trusting me completely. If this go