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“No matter how hard I fuck you, it’s never hate. It’s need. It’s love. Twisted and dark as it is, it’s yours.” She shudders, melting her body into mine. “Damian…” she moans in a voice thick with sleep and lust. “Don’t stop. Please…” I don’t. Instead, I grind in deeper and roll my hips to brush her walls just right until her moans spill louder. I hold her tight against me, letting her leg stay hooked over mine. The position gives me direct access to her soul. “You feel that?” I whisper hoarsely. “That’s how I love you. Deep. dirty. Real. All and more for you, Liliana.”

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

Still, the way he said it, like the words made me feel small. “Tell me, Snow,” he pressed, voice dipping lower. “What kind of books do you read?” My stomach dropped and panic fluttered in my chest. If he knew, if he even suspected. The facade I’d built so carefully for my parents would crumble to dust. He couldn’t know that behind closed doors, I consumed more dark romance and filth than any good girl should. The sound of the front door swinging open snapped the moment in half. I blinked, tearing my gaze away just in time to see my dad stride in. Relief flooded me so fast my knees almost buckled.

But then he laughs, a cute sound that makes my stomach flip. "Just kidding, babe," he says, setting the flowers down and pulling a small black box out of his pocket. "I know you hate pink. These are for show." Oh, he knows. Good thing he didn't lose an eye before confession. He opened the box, and inside, nestled on black satin, was the most stunning black necklace I had ever seen. The pendant was so dark it looked like velvet, a single, vibrant ruby at its center. "Happy Anniversary, my love," he smiled wide. "I wanted to give you a piece of my darkness, a part of my soul that only you can see."

However, she loved it, she couldn't wait for him to rail her again, maybe pinned to the wall this time. She didn't mind, she just wanted all of his darkness. Instead of finding his way back into her pussy, Killian got off the bed with his rod dangling in front of him and walked over to the drawer just beside the bed. Madison's eyes followed him, occasionally looking down at his enticing erection. He pulled one of the drawers open and pulled out a key. To her surprise, he walked over to her and started to unlock the chains that be had bound her with. She didn't ask any questions, she just let him finish, her wrists and ankles already sore.

“I never see you drink anything but scotch and coffee.” I didn’t take my eyes off the page. “Because everything else tastes like shit.” “Even water?” she asked incredulously. “Absolute piss.” “Do you like wine?” I finally shut my book, knowing this conversation wasn’t going to end. “What’s with the questions, Lovely?” Her face reddened in annoyance at the nickname, but she didn’t bother correcting me. “I haven’t spoken to anyone in three days. I’m bored and lonely.” “If you’re lonely, I can fix that.” I gave her a meaningful look, telling her exactly what I could do to make her feel less alone. I wanted a replay of the action we already had, the awesome sex that made me explode.

Edward handled most of them while I restocked shelves and learned the layout. Around two, a woman came in looking for a specific dark romance. "Do you have anything like Butcher & Blackbird?" she asked. "I just finished it and I need something similar." Edward looked at me. "Maliya?" I stepped forward. "Have you read Haunting Adeline? Or the Broken Bride series? They've got similar dark romance vibes with morally gray love interests." Her face lit up. "I haven't read either of those. Where are they?" I led her to the romance section, pulled both books, gave her quick summaries.

“Keep it.” “If you read the contract properly, you’d know this conversation was inevitable,” he said flatly. “Have a good life, Ruby.” She turned to leave—but stopped. “I was stupid to think Caspian Blackwood would ever love me,” she said, her voice trembling. “To think you’d see me differently from the rest. But all you’ve ever cared about is power, luxury, and the Blackwood name.” She inhaled shakily. “Congratulations on being the perfect Blackwood man. And I’m sorry for loving someone who clearly doesn’t want to be loved.”

Chapter 10: OSCAR'S POV: The red lighting in Darkar pulsed like a heartbeat, casting long shadows across the velvet walls of my private suite. The air was thick with the scent of cigar smoke, and the faint musk of sex from the girls in the clubhouse below. I leaned back on the leather couch, legs spread, one arm draped over the shoulder of ruby, one of the girls that worked at the club house She sat beside me fumbling with my buttons as I maintained an eye level with the much older woman sitting opposite me.

As she leaned in even closer, Rowan caught her immediately. “Play time is over” Rowan said as he stood and scooped Rhea into his arms. Rhea rested her head on his chest before tipsily asking, “What kind of woman do you like?” Rowan chuckled softly at the question. His gaze drifted to the girl snoring quietly in his arms, her fragile body curled against his chest. “Someone I could break,” he murmured. His thumb brushed lazily along her arm, eyes dark with something dangerous. “I’m a ruiner,” he said quietly. “Every innocent thing I touch… I don’t just ruin it.” His lips curved faintly. “I make sure it never remembers what innocence felt like.”