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AUTHOR'S NOTE This book is dark. Imagine any possible triggers. Sensitive readers? Sorry, this book might not be for you but note that each sexual encounter is consensual. Non-consensual ones are made to be flashbacks and zero details. Expect triggers;violence, hardcore, MF, MMF, MM, FMF Note: Everything in this book is fictional,A figment of the author’s imagination. >>>>PROLOGUE “My King, the letter… it says-” Beta Derrick’s voice trembled, his hands visibly shaking as he held out the paper.

"Because that's you. The real you. The you who doesn't pretend. The you I love." "But..." I said. "What?" "How could you get an erection just from imagining me reading a book?" He laughed. "You don't need to know the details." "I want to know." "No." "Ale!" "Quiet." I pouted, but at the corner of my lips, I smiled. This man, the former playboy. The man who slept with so many women. Now he almost throws up imagining other women and can get an erection just from imagining me reading a book.

"I need the anatomy book you've got—full-on body display and the one murderers look for.." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'How To Kill Like A Serial Killer,' and it's everything you're searching for, ma’am." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other anatomy book I’m obsessed with to keep me up all night and ignore Axel. These books will surely keep me from trying to kill Axel.

He drawled, his eyes on me. “Interesting.” I tried not to look up at his sweat covered shirt that clung to his body. He has a six pack, maybe even an eight pack, not that I was counting. “Sure seems that way.” His face remained impassive. I could hear mocking in his tone. He walked down the hallway with the towel hung on his shoulder. “By the way Red, the book is upside down.” I slammed the book shut, my face was filled with embarrassment. Other men wouldn’t point this out but he would. Josiah Blackwood is the bane of my existence. I growled tossing the book aside. He is so insufferable but apparently I was the only person who thought so.

My chest hammers against my ribcage. His breath brushes my neck. Hot, deliberate, tantalizing. He steps beside me, dangerously close, so close I can feel the slight shift of his weight. My stomach twists when I glance at the titles. Tempting Him: On His Desk Kamasutra: Teacher's Edition Oh. My. Fucking. God. I stare at the books for three whole seconds. “That’s not-” I spin to confront him, but he’s gone. Just gone. My head whirls down the dark aisle, rows of books standing like silent witnesses.

That his voice alone made me wet and needy? “Muna" he called again but there was a note of warning in his tone "Ermm... nn... no" I stuttered, voice shaking. "No, what?" "No, I have not let anyone... finger or fuc... me" my voice was barely audible, shame and heat mixing in my chest. "What about pleasuring yourself in another man's bed?" he pressed. "I have never" "That's very good. Now come here" he said again, same command, same calm

Marcus replies and Nathan nods. "What's edging?" I ask Nathan. "You'll find out soon," he says as the lights dim and the music turns down. A lean man walks onto the stage with a blond boy behind him dressed only in the tiny black shorts a lot of other subs are wearing. I watch closely as the Dom of the two ties the sub's hands to chains hanging from a grid on the ceiling then restrains his feet to the floor. The tall man runs his hands seductively over the smaller man's body and focuses especially on his nipples and bulge in his shorts. He then unbuttons the sub's shorts and lets his erection be exposed to everyone in the room.

But I know deep inside that I don’t have the luxury or need to know. That’s not my purpose in her life. That’s not my assignment. "What book are you reading?” I asked her, gesturing at the book on the table. I noticed that it had two men on the front cover. “What is it about?” She points at the said book. "This one?" I took a sip from the cup then said, “Yeah.” “It’s a BL book.” I raised my brows. “BL book? What’s a BL book?” She smiled before answering and pursed her lips as she poured tea for me. She placed the pretty teapot on the tray and then looked at me with a funny look on her face. “BL book. It’s a book with illustrations of two grown men fucking.”

Suddenly he lifted his gaze and looked at the ceiling. “What?” Chloe was exceptionally surprised. She looked at her breasts and Arthur’s averted eyes. “Since when do you look away from my body?” she demanded. “I have no problem in looking anywhere,” Arthur mumbled as he walked around and started browsing through the books on the table. “What are these books doing here?” Chloe asked, distracted. “I am reading, why else,” Arthur shrugged as he picked up one book titled ‘Alphas and their dominion.’ “Are you planning on dominating others?” Chloe asked seriously.

He was truly exasperating me and causing a whirlwind of confusion in my heart and mind. What was I supposed to do with this book on how to masturbate? I wasn't sure if it was out of curiosity or if I wanted to prove to myself that I wasn't affected by him. I cautiously opened the book. The illustrations depicted a man holding his genitals and a woman with her fingers covering her intimate area. It wasn't explicit or pornographic, per se, but rather educational, with black ink graphics. However, it evoked a different sensation within me—a warmth that intensified as I continued to observe the pages.