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How can he waste everything? He decided to leave. " I just need fresh air, excuse me!", he uttered and passed between them. --- Lucy and Gale, we're both quiet. Gale's eyes were studying her movement. He quickly ran to catch her when she suddenly falls while reaching the book on the shelves. They're inside his library and Lucy offered to clean it.

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I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

Chapter One: Discovery (Nelson’s POV) I pushed open the bathroom door to take a piss without knocking and froze mid-step as I saw my Katricia, my stepsister, standing completely naked in front of the mirror. Water droplets raced down her smooth skin. Her tits were perky and full, stiff from the cool air, and between her thighs, her pussy was shaved completely bare. My mouth instantly watered at the sight. My eyes roamed hungrily all over her body until they landed on the tattoo inked right below her navel.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

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I clarified. "Wait—what are you trying to say?" I didn't know how to put it in a way that does not offend her, hence I just stayed quiet about it and just described to her what the specific contents of the book may entail. Thankfully, she obliged without a word. After relentless scouring and searching, we eventually stumbled upon one that met my criteria. It was a journal—a journal authored by a former warrior of the Great Rift. "Are you sure this is what you're looking for? Not a textbook?"

Jacob laughed. “I’ll kick your ass too!” I said as I glared at him. “Kris! We have one more surprise for you.” Penny yelled from behind my front desk. “What?” I looked confused. She walked out carrying a massive book. I recognized what it was right away. It’s the type of book that you use for a portfolio. “You got me a new book?” “Kinda.” Penny showed me the cover. It had a Black Moon with two wolves howling. The leather was fresh as I could smell it. Alec took the cover and opened it for me.

It was partly a café and partly a bookstore. Charlotte stirred her latte absentmindedly, her blonde hair falling loosely over her shoulder. The sunlight streaming through the window caught the gold strands, making them glow. She looked peaceful and calm. Chloe was cutting through her stack of pancakes, her eyes darting between Charlotte and Karina with curiosity written all over her face. Karina, on the other hand, had that familiar mischievous sparkle… the one that always appeared when gossip was about to start. They looked like they had a lot to say.

“Can you… can you see her? Standing there?” He frowns, distracted by the sudden break in my voice. “See who? You’re staring at the biographies.” I point a trembling finger directly at the space by the bookshelf, at the horrific thing that shouldn’t possibly exist in the waking world. But the space is completely empty now. She is gone. My pulse races frantically. “She was right there! A woman! Half—” Roman cuts me off immediately, his expression shifting from confusion to sudden, sharp alarm. He reaches quickly into his slacks pocket, pulls out a clean white napkin, and presses it forcefully against my nose.