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I pulled it out. Notifications. Blowing. Up. #MysteryGirlIn708 #NathanBlakeScandal BREAKING: Billionaire Nathan Caught in Hotel Fling? My hands shook. “SO FAST?!!“

But then, I already thought that Nathan is right, and that makes rule number thirty for my manual: There are no rules at all. ---THE END---

Kim hums at the end, trying to convince him. "It's a little intimidating," he confesses and I frown at him, silently pleading him to continue. "To tell a stranger all your secrets, the story of your life for as long as you've lived. Seems a little intimidating to me," Nathan's voice turns to a whisper at the end and he looks at me for some sort of confirmation or for comfort, I didn't know which one I could give him.

He said merrily, even his eyes were sparkling happily. Nikka was taken aback from his super energetic and warm aura, she even thought that he's weird because Nathan was not even afraid of her. She suddenly coughed awkwardly when Nathan stared at her, waiting for her reply. Feeling lost on his intense stare, she looked away and replied shyly, “I-I'm also in the latest volume.” “Really? Then did you also read his other work?” “N-not yet, but I plan too.” Nikka was a bit embarrassed when Nathan suddenly hold his hands.

I whispered. Mrs Natalie placed a hand on my cheek, wiping away my tears. "Anita, you have to be strong, patient, and prayerful. Victory awaits us, and we have to believe in our strength and in Nathan's. He loves you more than anything in this world, and he'll do everything in his power to come back to you."

I took a shower and got in my pyjama, creeping in my bed with my moby-Deck novel, this book is pretty exciting. My door is flung open, Nathaniel rudely invites himself in. "Where is my homework?" He search roughly around my desk. I groan as I left the warmth of my bed for the cold floor, I grabbed the paper, "take." He snatched it from my grip and walk away, "you welcome, asshole." I mumbled the insult.

Thank you to everyone that has read and loved Nathan and Lila’s story. So many times I’ve heard that you wanted Nathan’s point of view from Breach, but it wasn’t until now that story could be told. He was too raw in my mind and I honestly didn’t think he’d ever calm down enough to tell it, but he did. So for all of you that wanted more Nathan, this is for you. I hope it’s everything you ever hoped for. I love you all for following me on this journey and for taking a chance on me and my stories. Love, K.I. Lynn

Damian trailed the bridge of his nose against the edge of her shoulder, sniffing her in like she was some fucking drug addiction. “Don’t touch her.” Killian’s words played in his head, and that should have been his wake-up call to stop, but Damian could not think of pulling away now. His 9-inch veiny meat was hard and ready, kicking within the confines of his trousers to slip into her wet hole and split her pussy open until her pussy was dripping with his cum. His tongue sucked on her skin, and he left a gentle kiss. “So nice,” he groaned, referring to her scent.

It was almost convincing. Almost. “Hey.” He said, nodding to the corner of the counter. “Do you want to go out later? There’s this bookshop I found. You’d love it – lots of old cookbooks and handwritten margin notes. Your kind of magic.” He wasn’t wrong. That was my kind of magic. And that’s how I knew it wasn’t him. Because the real Nathan didn’t talk about cookbooks. He didn’t hum while making breakfast. He didn’t smile like that.

Caleb looked at the ceiling. "She's my agent," Nathan continued. "I want to be clear that I'm not — I'm not doing anything except observing. But I like her. She's a good person who has had a genuinely bad few months and she's putting herself back together with the kind of focus that is both admirable and slightly heartbreaking to watch." He picked up his spoon again. "I also think you're a good person. So." "So," Caleb said. "So I mentioned the bookstore." Nathan shrugged. "Soup's good. You should eat."