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She muttered softly and my interest piqued I blinked. Okay. So this was happening. Kailee Bennett—Miss I-Hate-Your-Guts—was standing in front of me asking for my help. My brain short-circuited for half a second. Did she just say she needed me? My lips twitched. I leaned back on my elbows, pretending like my insides weren’t throwing a damn party. “Say that again?” I said, arching a brow. “Slower this time. I wanna savor it.”

As Drew pulls me closer and kisses me softly under the faint shimmer of lights, I can’t help but think… How could a man so sweet have been hiding beneath the surface all this time? THE END

Luna Nikita was on another plane of reality when it came to expertise in lip movement. Blaze's hands traveled through the curves of her behind and trailed the perfect structure of her bosom. She was indeed an art, a priceless one. He allowed the towel that hung loose on her body to drop down to the floor before ridding himself of his clothing. Blaze wanted them to be one. He wanted to feel every part of her and wanted her to feel him the same way too.

have him all to myself for once in life something good came it came to me in the form of a man that I never thought would be so kind, I could feel his arousal growing as he pushes his hips on mine holding me in place and starts to partially dry hump the front of me. I moan in pleasure as my body sends numerous of waves of pleasure with each motion of his hips on mine, my back arches and I moan as I can feel his growth rubbing the front of my vagina, I look at him with lustful eyes, "Please take me, I cant take much more of your teasing. I want you in me so bad that I might just strip right here, right now infront of you and pounce on you myself." His face flushes to a deep red as he bites h

I was uneasy when her footsteps slowed down, quietly following all the lustful eyes looking at her, until the road was empty and the danger was less. In the night, the girl with the white dress like a little angel came down to walk in the mortal world. My face showed a sad sadness, once again I reached out to capture the beautiful moment in the night, my gentle face lit up, illuminating a dark corner in the night. In the quiet night, a clear voice resounds like a magical sound "Zhen Feng, I hate you"

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 51 His POV The warmth of the rising sun stirred me awake. Golden rays slipped through the half-drawn curtains, painting the room in soft amber hues. The light landed gently on her face, outlining the curve of her cheeks, the softness of her lips, and the peaceful way her lashes rested on her skin. Even in sleep, she was breathtaking, too beautiful to be real.

Leaving the mansion felt surreal. The air outside seemed fresher, lighter, but my mind was heavy with the words Mrs. Halimah had spoken. "It is not what you think," she had said. "Read the diary, and you will understand everything." True to her words, Lina went to the library as instructed. Behind the massive, ancient bookshelf filled with leather-bound encyclopedias, there was indeed a hidden compartment. Inside, wrapped in a piece of yellowed cloth, was the diary. It was old, its cover worn smooth by time and touch, the pages brittle and yellowing.