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"I was talking about that one! Room 143!" "Room 143?" I looked at him again and he looked so pissed. "What does it have to do with us when we are at the abandoned building?" He sighed heavily before pushing me off the bed. "Go. I can't talk to you anymore. You're so slow." As soon as he said that, I finally and miraculously figured out what he wanted to say. He's using the number 143 as a way to say I LOVE YOU since I am 1 letter, Love consists of 4 letters, and You consists of 3 letters.

I asked but of course she didn’t answer. I unfolded the paper and read its content. When I met her gaze she tilted her head to the side. I nodded. “Of course, I’ll ask one of the boys to check it out and then you could go if it’s something you want.” And I just have the right candidate she could go with. Do check out my other book BRIDE TO BE- A MAFIA DARK ROMANCE @Gupta

“That rather gives the plot away, no?” I laughed. “Romance novels aren’t known for being subtle.” He plucked the book from my fingers before I could react. He held it over my head as he flipped through it. “Where are the love scenes? Ah, found one.” He raised one golden eyebrow as he began to read aloud: “‘A fire lit in her belly. Damian’s hands were magic. Everywhere he touched, it was like fire across her skin.’” “Oh my God, stop—” He just held the book up higher. Tall people were the worst.

the movie echoed. “Your kisses feel like vocalnic eruptions on my lips” he whispered to her ears. “Your caresses feel like furrows burying in deeply until I'm shivering”. “Yesss Nate,” the girl in the movie moaned. “Fuck me harder,” she responded. Belle had always been a die hard romantic. And even though she never admits it, she was a lover girl. Just as she kept watching her movie whilst she enjoyed feeling the wind in her hair and face, she suddenly heard a loud, yet familiar voice screaming at her.

” I run my tongue along the lacey edge of her panties, a few inches below her belly button. “You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you agai

I held his broad shoulder and, “Hi I’m Chloe. What your name?” “Hmmm, I am Vin” He smiled, OH white set of teeth, mint breathe, and redish lips. I kissed him on his side of his lips and went inside. I am laying on one of the bed in this club and remembered Vin, his biceps, his broad shoulders, his toned body, his perfect jaw line, his eyes, and his seductive lips. I started to caress my thighs, then to my abdomen, and then slowly thrust my left hand inside my satin shorts trying to feel my wetness, why am I so turned on to him? As I pushed my fingers in, I promised to myself that this night won’t end without sleeping with him.

His darting eyes scanning her exposed skin like a predator ready to hunt. "I am here to help you as your therapist." Those caring mercury eyes looking for a single ray of hope. "Then help me to smudge your scarlet lips all over my C****" * Slow burn * Erotic * Dark romance * Mafia romance A story of lust, love, betrayal, and loyalty. Read the book in next chapter.

I tried to correct her, and her eyes widened with excitement at her discovery. “He likes you?” she asked while grinning widely and I smiled. “Yes he does, he's the owner of the bookshop I visited today. We were reading partners” “Reading partners? Were you paired in the bookstore?” she asked immediately and I shook my head. “He asked if he could read with me and I let him” “What genre was the book you both read?” She fired another question and I quirked my brow. “It was a romance novel” … “Woah! Were there sex scenes? Did he react while reading those parts?” she asked and I couldn't help but laugh.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

So basically, the places in this book are made up even though the book is nothing like fantasy, it's just your average billionaire erotic BDSM romance involving a Billionaire, obviously and a naive little do gooder woman who thought she was all that, so don't go looking for my made up places okay sweeties? Okay that's done! Get ready for a slow burn and watch Rachel Rivers lose her head. Let's get into this story that I am so glad to share!!