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kept it there" the hell with my voice. I don't know why I was stuttering in front of him. I will just faint if I don't go instantly out of this handome...ohhh..stop it ...what should I do with my mind. I unintentionally smacked my head. "Hey, you little girl if you are done ogling at me, you can go now. And don't come to my room again. I don't like when a stranger comes to my rom without knocking. Don't you have a ethicate to knock before you enter someone's bedroom. I don't know how can such a girl like you can be appointed. Now go" he roared loudly enough for my ear to go numb. I know that he would definitely

Damien said. Lauren scoffed, "What makes you think I won't? This is against the law! You're in love with a slave!" "You want to say that louder, I think Tokyo didn't hear you quite well." Damien hissed. Lauren rolled her eyes. "I will keep your secret if you agree to marry me." Damien chuckled, "Not a chance."

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

I was panting, moaning, crying, gripping sheets, curling toes, speaking gibberish as he fucked me in the best and worst way possible to ever be fucked, a wild, unrestrained release of pent-up passion. Each thrust was a testament to our passion, our connection, our undeniable chemistry. It was intense, raw, and utterly consuming. He was gentle and cautious of my pregnancy yet it was the best rough sex a woman could ever ask for. It was beautiful, terrifying, and exhilarating all at the same time. It was, without a doubt, a good night. A perfect night. The night I became Luca's forever.

“Don’t tell me this is your first time?” “It is,” I admitted. My parents were church elders, deeply rooted in purity culture, where alcohol was forbidden and virtue was prized above all else. Twenty-one years old, and I had never tasted a drop of liquor, and never felt a man’s touch beyond a hug. “There’s always a first time,” he said gently, pouring red wine into the glasses. The first sip made me wince—it was sweet at first, then sharp, the taste blooming strangely across my tongue. It burned just enough to feel new, but underneath, it warmed me, like a temporary relief.

she said quietly. “I will learn what I must,” I answered. Then, because the world still turned while men argued over thrones, I leaned down and kissed Damien, a fierce, precise thing that wasn’t about wanting so much as an oath. It tasted like rain and iron and the small mercy of human warmth. He kissed me back, clumsy and devastating, like a man who’d never been allowed to do something purely for himself. It was not erotic in a way a reader might expect on a bed; it was intimate and alive, a contract in muscle and breath.

Spicy books. Droves of them which I have read for fun without her knowing of course, and they all share one feature. They’re forbidden romances. Always been a stepbrother and a stepsister. While I believe Mor would kill whatever typecast male jock was set as her sexy step brother if she was ever in one of those novels…. she’s not. She’s right here. Right now. With a stepbrother she can’t stop looking at and who can’t stop looking at her even though he hides it.

Pinning her to the table, he trailed rough kisses on her skin with his lips. “You asked for this, Mi amor. I will ruin you till you don't feel your legs..” He whispered in her ears. A smirk formed on her lips as she challenged him. “Ruin me, daddy. That's exactly what I want..” He smirked and slapped her ass, causing her to shiver. “Don't say I didn't warn you.” ********************* As the church members filed out of the dimly lit Catholic church, the warm sunlight spilled across the steps, illuminating the vibrant flowers and lush greenery surrounding the building.

They lay there as the morning sun rose higher, wrapped in each other’s arms and the dangerous reality of what they’d just done. The bond was sealed. The lines were crossed. And the forbidden had never felt so right.