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Aaron said making her pout to hide her blushing. " You have to take a long warm shower with me after that." Aaron out a condition as she blushed knowing his tortures while taking a shower. They entered the library as he made her sit on the ladder. He started gliding the ladder with her as she started squealing. "Just tell me which book do you want." Aaron said as he started finding a book when his gaze felt on fifty shades of grey. He smirked as he asked her. "Have you read Fifty shades of grey?" Alaina turned crimson as he stared in her eyes.

Chapter – 0002 Lila POV I walked into the lecture hall for my required Intro to Erotic Literature seminar with my thighs still sore from last night and my mind a complete mess. The campus was buzzing with first-day energy students laughing, comparing schedules, flirting shamelessly but all I could think about was Damon’s thick cock stretching me open in that dark art studio. The way he hadn’t pulled out even after the mask slipped. The way he’d thrust one last time while I came around him like a desperate whore.

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She enunciated, turning around to walk out with Shane. Davis scoffed at her words, “In future my ass.” He hissed, still pissed. Author’s Note: We’re soon coming to an end of this book, make sure to be on the lookout for my other novels and to follow me on my medīas for updates. I’m on Instagrām as my name: Author Blue_Sky And Tīktōk.

Leave. I sat. In my car. I watched her. Window. The light. I was off. She was. Sleeping. Safe. For now. But this. Couldn't last. The creatures. We're getting there. Stronger. More desperate. And the wards. Wouldn't hold. Forever. My phone. Buzzed. Text message. From an. Unknown number. *She smells. Like a pack. But tastes. Like humans. Interesting.* Ice flooded. My veins. They'd been. Closer than. I thought.

‘I will let you know once it needs your attention, enjoy your day. I sat scrolling through social media as a news article popped up about Written Ink and the Christmas Party. I found myself scrolling through the article and reading the comments. As always there were a lot of haters out there, so I quickly closed off the article. I started to scroll through some reels instead to distract myself. It wasn’t long before Damian returned wrapped in his towel. I couldn’t help but rake my eyes over his body. It was undeniable how much I was still attracted to him. “You know staring can be classed as rude,” He joked at me.

"When you caught me before, I wasn't, um. I wasn't watching p**n. Exactly." I flinched, waiting for Jennifer to freak out. Instead, she just looked at me expectantly. "See, I don't really like p**n either," I said, "Like you said, it's kind of weird to watch. Very fake and staged. So instead I like to, um, read stuff." "Like Fifty Shades of Grey?" Jennifer asked. "Sort of?" And then, I did something either incredibly smart or unbelievably stupid. "Here," I said, "I'll show you."

He exhales, eyes fully awake. "Now, this is life," he grabs my ass, slapping it, and I giggle softly, starting to move my waist and hips. Our moans and groans fill the suite. A/N: Thank you for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you want to learn more about my work, you can follow my I* book account, authorshunshine97, or my F* page, Author-Mercy Sunshine.

It that alright? Reuben: (Still with his disdainful glare… slowly starts unbuttoning his shirt) An Author who had succeeded in selling out the Female lead’s chastity: ……… ‘Nice, now let’s see who will dare not vote for the next coming chapters.’

Running back to home, I burst into my room and took a longer shower than usual. After shower, I wrapped myself in a bathrobe, and I entered my room. I check my phone in hope to get a message regarding that mysterious girl. What was her name? Yeah! Julia! Suddenly, my phone rang, and it vibrated. I jerked immediately, and the phone fell down. “Shit!” I cursed and picked the call. “Stop smiling like an idiot, I know you were thinking about that girl.” Oliver states while being on the line. “Fuck you, dude!”