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However after two months, she couldn’t find Claire and realized her mother had probably burned that bridge already and was promptly kicked out by said unsuspecting new husband. Angel admitted to herself that for a while she did feel as if she deserved all Brandon was doing to her for being such a deviant in the first place, and so she didn’t fight it. She’d been so driven for the beguiling sensations of sensual bondage and succulent sexy pleasure that she’d traded herself in for a poor, demented copy of the real thing.

Her tongue danced just on the edge of his cock and from time to time, she deep-throated him. Irene raised her eyes to watch him as a moan ripped from his throat and his eyes flutter close. For her, sex had faded into being about power, and right now she had power over him. Over Angel. Mysterious, I-don't-know-his-job-but-maybe-he's-an-assassin-so-my-curiosity-won't-push-me-too-far-to-know- Angel. Angel of the I-bet-he-knows-all-the-martial-arts-in-the-world-and-I-know-he's-a-close-friend-of-Gabe-but-he-lowkey-terrifies-me.

she said casually. Trunks’ expression brightened just a little. “Me too,” he said, finally meeting her eyes properly. A slow, mischievous smile curved her lips. “My favorite genre is… dark romance.” Trunks’ eyes widened in shock, and Angelique couldn’t help but burst into laughter, the sound echoing softly through the quiet aisles. “I’m joking,” she said with a light laugh. “I love medieval stories as well as detective fiction and criminology. I also read on diverse topics.”

I told him I wasn’t the one begging for distance every time things got real. The motherfucker left the next morning after we fucked for two hours straight and I still wasn’t satisfied. Trust me, the hours weren’t the problem—I just couldn’t get enough of it. He didn't grind my pussy as much as I'd fantasized it. He barely even touched the surface. What a waste! My fourth boyfriend didn’t even give an explanation. He just stopped replying to my messages after a night he called “perfect.” That night barely even beat what my hands could do for themselves. How could he call that ‘perfect’?

“I'm not lacking women by my side as it is.” Angel stayed silent. She couldn't answer. I picked up the pad and the moment I saw the news on Zach again, an idea popped up in my mind. I looked at Angel closely. She was very beautiful, a breath of fresh air and had a seductive look. “You can be my girlfriend,” I started and paused to watch her expression shift from confusion to hope. “But you will be seducing someone else.” “Excuse me?” “You're excused.” I smirked. “I don't need a girlfriend but I need a seductress. So you're either her or you leave my office now.”

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Then a crystal chandelier hung beautifully on the roof of her dorm room. Nara was speechless, he could only admire everything that appeared in his eyes. Exquisite. His hands were busy touching all the things he had never met in hell. "How do you like it?" Asked Rafael, he smiled when he saw Nara smiling. The girl nodded. "You know?" Raphael asked starting the conversation. "Angel and nymphs are heavenly creatures based on the marriage of humans with angels. However, only warrior angels, servants can marry humans. For angels like me, Rail and the others can only marry fellow angels or nymphs," Nara began understand life in heaven, even though only a few percent he understood what Rafael meant

This was a disaster in the making. Before the hour was up, Angel was literally inundated with male admirers; she was holding her own though. She didn’t show any partiality to any of them Garrett noted though; it was almost as if she didn’t particularly note their existence. When he asked Hunter about it, he responded “She’s not your typical teenager; she’s had to fight to survive. She’s not all boy crazy and trying to experiment to fit into the world. She knows where she belongs. She’s fine with where she is.” Hunter happened to look up just as Angel turned away from one of her admirers apparently, he wasn’t happy that she didn’t pay him any attention and he grabbed her wrist to stop her, wh

He took a deep breath and began speaking again. “So I found some old text that talked of a love story between two angels,” he said as he began searching for something on the table. He pulled out a book and skimmed it. “The two angels in question were Rachel and Lucifer,” he said, and I scoffed. He looked up at me with a disapproving look, and I shrugged with a grin. “Oh, come on,” I said, “Like we didn’t see that coming.” Elias chuckled while Aaron rolled his eyes. He shook his head and looked back down at the book.

I started, but the Alpha cut me off. “Tell me everything about you, Mate,” his voice was husky and lst shimmered in his eyes. “I am Angel – Angeline,” as I started talking his lips roamed from my chin to my neck in delicious open-mouth kisses and nibbles. What I heard about Alphas seemed to be true, Aaron was pure desire and passion, and I could feel it in every buzzing nerve of my body. Definitely no complaints here; those lips were really doing their magic. “I went to listen to your speech because my dad died yesterday during the attack,” as I said those words, a strangled cry hitched in my throat and Alpha Aaron stopped his kisses while his gaze wandered up and met my glistening eyes.