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“Watching me fuck someone else and getting yourself off. Then you sat in that chair and rubbed your little clit while I stroked my cock. Remember?” “Y-yes—” “And now you’re bent over my desk taking it.” I released her hair and slid one hand around to her front, finding her swollen clit with two fingers. I rubbed tight, firm circles in time with my thrusts. “This is the payment, Helen. Every time you come on my cock is interest.” She sobbed, hips pushing back to meet me. Good. She wanted it as much as I did. I fucked her harder. The desk creaked under the force. Her breasts swayed with every impact. I watched the way her fingers curled against the wood, the way her mouth fell open, the way he

Dread mixed with my filthy want—his dominance calling to that slutiness he had awakened inside of me. Yet denial screamed no even as my nipples hardened against my bra. We left soon after, his sleek black car purring in the driveway. I slid into the passenger seat with my skirt riding up slightly in the process. His eyes dropped to the exposed flesh for about a few minutes. He started the engine and pulled out smoothly. The city blurred by in the heavy silence that hung thickly with tension. His cologne filled the space—the scent of spice and sin, the same redolence from that night. My core clenched around nothing, aching for him.

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Adrian's POV I just ended up the call with Seraphina. She was reminding me of an important consignment deal with the South American Mafia, Castellano. The last time business loss due to Ghost rider was huge. And to cover the loss of that this deal needs to be locked at any cost. It's going to be the biggest consignment order of drugs and sculpture artecrafts. The profit margin quoted is huge hence the words needs to be precise and measured. One wrong word or line and it will be difficult to convince him.

His heart thundered harshly against my chest telling me he was thinking the exact same thing as me. Just two seconds longer, and we could have been dead. My lips parted, my eyes melting into a smile as I muttered. “Thank you,” then everything went dark. VOLUME TWO : HELL WITH MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS FIVE YEARS LATER - KARMA’S A BITCH! “Wealthy business tycoon Ethan Blackwood, set to renew his five year long marriage vows to his wife, Jennifer Blackwood this coming saturday by giving her the tear cut red diamond ring…”

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I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

“What’s so special about you? I mean, apart from the fact that you’re obviously a gold digger.” I froze. Nolan just kept on going. “Was it blackmail? Do you have something on him? I can assure you, whatever it is—” “You’re quite the judge of character, aren’t you?” I cut in, finally turning around to face him. Nolan’s gaze narrowed into slits as he tilted his head. I crossed my arms in front of my chest. “Never knew you could tell a gold digger just by looking at someone.” He arched a perfect brow. “What other reason would a woman want to be permanently tied down to an emotionally unavailable man like my brother?”

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

Though… With my luck of late, I’ll likely end up being bought by a ninety-year-old who simply wants me to read a salacious bedtime story to him. Actually, that is precisely what I should be wishing for, right? Talk about easy money. But, I don’t know… There’s the lure of erotic, deviant, highly guilty pleasures that taunt me. Problem is, I’m not exactly interested in just anyone having their way with me. When you’ve met the ultimate in masculinity and power, a man with the lushest dark hair and the most sinful brown eyes, who commands attention without saying a word… You pretty much give up on real lust and longing. Jameson Richards is all that and more.