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Kalden wheezed, gasping for breath as he dropped himself into the soft, gold comforter of my king-sized bed. ”Duke’s here Merchling, with that insipid gods-reject of a woman he calls his wife. Who the fuck names their daughter Bartholomew? A SICK, depraved fuck Hector, that's who!” Kalden announced heatedly, groaning at the last part so that I couldn’t help the knowing smile that lifted my cheekbones.

The taboo of it hit me like a drug. “You’re insane,” I whispered, closing and locking the door behind me. Isabella smiled wickedly, spreading her legs wider on the desk. “Then come punish me, Coach.” I crossed the room in three strides and kissed her brutally. Our tongues fought as I shoved the suit jacket off her shoulders, letting it pool around her waist. I sucked hard on her neck, then moved down to devour her breasts…sucking, biting, and licking her stiff nipples while she moaned loudly, not caring how much noise she made.

"Gentlemen, this is our premium offering. Jenna Carter. Twenty-eight years old. Undamaged. Connected to Colt Richardson of the Devil's Reign MC, which adds considerable value." The men studied me like livestock. One stood—tall, scarred, with dead eyes. "I want a closer look." "Of course, Mr. Konstantin." Viper gestured. "But no touching during preview. That privilege comes after purchase." Konstantin circled me slowly. "She has fire. I like fire. It makes breaking them more satisfying." I met his eyes. "If you touch me, I will kill you." He laughed. "See? Perfect. I will start the bidding at one hundred thousand."

He smirked. "Alright. I'll wait for you to pick me up. Don't be late." "I wont." He grabbed my hand and gave it a kiss. "Later, pretty eyes." And with that said, he run past me "If I were still human, my heart would be beating so fast. I feel like a teenager again. I couldn't wait. A/N: Jason is 18. Just in case you all say he is younger than her. Eventually he will pass her in age. Reminder, Mallory and Phoenix stop aging at the age 20.

⚠️ Content Warning: This chapter contains mature themes, sexual content, and emotionally intense moments intended for adult audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. Please note: Scenes include consensual BDSM elements, dominance/submission dynamics, and emotionally charged intimacy. If these themes are not for you, feel free to skip or read with caution. 💮Angel💮 "You have a beautiful villa, Mr. D'Amano," Luca complimented, his eyes roaming the space with admiration.

He raised his hand briefly in acknowledgement. When Beast reached the monitoring room TK punched him playfully in the arm but it still hurt a little. "What the hell was that for?" "Making me loose ten bucks. The fat girl came back AND she talked to your ugly ass." He shrugged and hoped he had hidden his smile. "Oh…well I didn't scare her off, that's for sure." TK clapped him on his back to show that he was just kidding. Christopher felt kind of good. When everyone had returned to their work he flipped the monitor back to the gym.

Jacqueline I've had it with this shit. No more doormat, no more Ms. Goody Two Shoes. I picked up my phone from the mattress beside me. Only one person I know who will understand how I'm feeling without judging me. Without bringing up my past like a mallet to beat me over the head. One little slip in judgment when I was eighteen years old and I have to live like a nun forever. Well fuck that the habit's coming off. I'm lonely, horny and pissed the fuck off. No almost twenty two year old is supposed to feel like this.

and he slashes his knife at the attacker. The hand disappears into the darkness and chuckles are heard from the darkness. Yasuhiro walks back to Akihiko while saying- “Alright~ Here’s the update… This Akaname is quite the pervert and only targets women.” “… Then what felt me up?” “…Something felt you up you say?” “… It can’t be that something else exists in this room as well, right?” “Guess we’ll just have to see it with our own eyes.” He says and he lets go of his cigarette and It burns brightly lighting up the room.

I will not hesitate to edit it. - there might be rough scenes and sensitive ones in this story. if you don't like this kind of writing, don't continue. - I'm writing other stories so, please be patient. I myself love reading amazing stories, so please do recommend some for me.

****The Present**** “And I think that’s a good place to stop.” I smiled, placing my hand on Hibiki’s knee. “Aw, but it was getting good.” Forrest pouted. “Perhaps, but we did promise Riko to keep it PG13. So best we stop there. It gets a whole lot XXX rated after I pushed him to his knees.” I winked. My poor granddaughter was as red as a tomato hiding her face with both hands.