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“No one gets to hurt you. Not anymore.” Tears blurred my vision, but it wasn’t pain — it was the overwhelming, devastating force of feeling loved like this. Claimed like this. His cock stroked that aching spot inside me over and over until I was shaking, clawing at the desk, crying out his name. “I need you to feel it,” Kian growled, moving faster, rougher. “Feel how much I love you. Feel how you belong to me.” “I do—” I gasped, the world spinning. “I’m yours, Kian. Always.”

He is either too busy writing or not as excited. Other women would be happy with a boyfriend dedicated to his job but who loves you just as much, even if he’s not the most thrilling lover. Me? Abnormal me? Not as, what’s the word I’m looking for? Pleased? Yes, not as pleased to have a schedule, the same thing day after day. But, truth is, boring tie and glasses wearing as he is, I love him. Love sustains all things…doesn’t it?

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It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

Lily sat at the coffee shop, sipping her latte and scrolling through her phone. She had always loved this place – the cozy atmosphere, the smell of fresh coffee, and the sound of the barista's steaming milk. It was her safe haven, her escape from the chaos of her life. As she looked up from her phone, she caught sight of James walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him – tall, handsome, and charming as ever. He was her best friend Sarah's fiancé, and Lily had been secretly in love with him for years.

" Melissa stop it , don't ever use such dangerous words so easy , I love you Melissa and you know I would never do anything that would hurt you , but I don't think your dad's ever gonna listen to me. This time around, he's bent on your marriage with him . They were once childhood friends . Melissa, I don't think this is something I can stop " Melissa gripped her hair tight trying to pull them out to lessen the pain her heart was feeling . What about the true love stories she had read in books when she was younger, this wasn't how true love was being found . It's rubbish , arrant nonsense. But the worst part there was nothing, absolutely nothing her mom would do to change her father's heart .

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“I know.” “Then stay.” She looked out over the city. Then back at me. “I will.” We went inside. Took the elevator to my penthouse. Made love again—slower this time. In my bed. No rush. No anger. Just skin on skin, breath on breath, trust building like a slow burn. When we finally fell asleep, her head on my chest, my arms around her, the city quiet below us, I knew. The story she’d been chasing wasn’t the scandal.

" As he spoke, Bryson pulled a sparkling diamond ring from his pocket and dropped to one knee. He continued, "I know words may not be enough to convince you, and that's okay. I'll prove it with my actions. All I'm asking for is a chance to love you out in the open." I stared at him, a lump forming in my throat. I once gave everything to Declan, only to be left scarred and heartbroken. Now, Bryson was willing to love me unconditionally. Wouldn't I be a fool to let that go? As the thought settled in, I looked up. My parents were walking toward us with red roses in hand, grinning from ear to ear.