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"Mr. Greven, don't go just yet! I promise, this woman is exactly like the mistress you've been looking for!" Dad stopped. The air around him seemed to drop in pressure. He barked, "I've never sought a mistress, so you'd better stop insulting me here! In all my life, I've been faithful only to my late wife!" Norris staggered back, clearly intimidated. Seeing his last hope slipping away, he turned his venomous gaze toward me. "Billy, what do you think of this woman? Since Mr. Greven isn't interested, maybe you can take her for… fun?"

The day my boyfriend, Ashton Grant, ends up in the hospital, I find his will. Or rather, 214 of them. They're written on different dates, but every single one names the same beneficiary. And it isn't me. It's his first love. My hands go cold. I can't even confront him because Ashton is lying unconscious in a hospital bed. "Mr. Grant is addicted to extreme sports. The more dangerous, the better," his assistant explains. "He writes a new will before every trip. But only the most recent one was ever made official through his lawyer." I already know the answer before I ask. "And I'm still not in it, am I?" The assistant falls silent. After six years together, Ashton still disappears f

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Spankings, floggings, restraints—I stayed up all night, burning through battery after battery on my toys. Now, finally eighteen, here I am. I chose Adam from the club’s list of doms because he reminds me of Brandon: tall, blue-eyed, with short brown hair. If I have to pretend, I'd rather it be Zak or Brandon. I circle items on the checklist I’m eager to try and cross out those that are hard stops. A few moments later, Adam enters. “How’s the list coming, Charlie? Ready to review it together?” he asks. “Yes, sir,” I respond.

his tone was unenthusiastic. He was confused by the impression he got from their first meeting. Kelsey was hot as hell, anyone can see that. She was probably the hottest girlfriend he had ever had. Finding her in a bookstore and talked about Charles Bukowski the way they did was what hooked him in the first place. He had never met a girl who was as enthusiastic about the dead poet as he was.

Erika asked her boyfriend as he waited at the door of the dressing room of female models. "Yes, before I go home," Shuji said to his girlfriend. "You're sweet," the female joked models with Erika. "Even if you think of my brad as a playboy, he sticks to one with a woman," Akatsuki replied, still holding his friend on his shoulder. "Erika is lucky to have a boyfriend like you," a model told them. "There are very few men like Shuji who don't look at another woman even if he already has a relationship," replied another model.

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?" I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest. "No, that's not…" "Babe, what are you doing outside?" I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her. "Oh, I see you've met each other." Hannah said. "You know him?" I frowned. "Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison." She smiled I blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. "Nice to meet you,"

I'm so glad you made it! It wasn't long before the bubbly girl dragged her shy coworker over by the hand. "Luke, this is Cassie Baker, the girl I told you about." Cassie stood tugging at her thin coverup waving at the large man before her. "Hi, it's so nice to meet you. Felicia keeps telling us about you and how wonderful you treat her."

What we had between us was like a gigantic web, which trapped me and rendered me immobile. After goodness knew how long, the party seemed to come to an end. Suddenly, the door behind me opened. I turned around and saw Celeste standing there. She wore a pleased smile on her face as she stepped toward me. “Samantha Kane.” She stood before me and looked at me condescendingly. “How does it feel to watch the person you love throwing me such a huge birthday bash?” In an instant, I understood what was going on. Elliot had not sent those bodyguards. It had been Celeste.

he exclaimed, turning to the girl, grinning wildly. She cupped her cheeks and smiled. “You’re even rich. Jordan, that lucky bastard!” “Right. I’m the lucky one to have him as my boyfriend,” I grinned shortly, heading to a table with a good view of Jordan. “Is he even real?” I heard them whisper as I walked away. The faint voice of the girl said, “Tell me about it. He’s hot, rich, and super into Jordan.” I chuckled, not believing I was doing this. Just what the fuck was wrong with me? I’d probably need to call someone to run tests later.