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"I was drawn to her elegance, her poise. I followed her, hoping to strike up a conversation, but she was already enthralled with someone else." Sophia's gaze drifted, her thoughts elsewhere. "I slipped into this room, seeking solitude, and lost myself in the darkness, sipping my drink." Her eyes locked onto mine, a sly grin spreading. "That's when I saw you two enter, completely absorbed in each other. You never even noticed me." She tapped the bed beside her. "I was sitting right here, indulging in the atmosphere. And then, I saw him – Mason. So captivating, so enticing." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "I was entranced."

“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.

She asked motioning to the line I had offered as she turned to face me. "That love is beautiful, no matter who or what you love," I replied softly looking at the dirt trail before me, since the people in this town travelled by carriages, there weren't any roads to- "There are a lot of those in the book, just one line across the page with no context," "That's because I had that book made, I took my favourite quotes and placed them together," I confessed "So what's the story behind your quote?" She asked and I smiled nervously as I glanced over to her clearing my throat before saying.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

The comments rolled one last time. [@BookTokAfterDark: Wait, why is the screen going dark again?] [@SteamQueen: Member chapter. I am swiping so fast.] [@MafiaMutt: Relax. The next page is locked for a reason.] [@RomanceGremlin: Nora, handle your man.] I closed the lipstick and smiled at the man who could put away every sharp edge and bow only to me. "Damian." "Yes?" "Come here." He did not hesitate. Morning light slipped through the windows and touched his face, turning the devotion in his eyes almost holy.

He jolted her back to reality and that was when she realized what she was doing and bit down on her lips nervously. “I will take this call” Vanessa announced after a while and made her way out of the room leaving the two of them. “What book are you reading now?” Nathan asked her and for a moment she was tongue tied. “What book are you reading now?” He asked again. “Bared to you by Sylvia Day” “And what’s the most inspiring quote from it?” “He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions”

He whispered rubbing his length between my folds and then he lifted himself a bit teasing my entrance slowly with the head of his cock. I moaned slowly as he rubbed in circular motions teasing slowly, "That feels good." "I knew it would." He kissed at the mark again, "Read it in those naughty romance books you sneak to read at the library, dirty girl." "They are in your library." I smiled up at him and he returned it with his eyes shining with adoration and I saw his hair getting wetter indicating that the rain was coming harder than before, it was drizzling very well now. "Bite onto me when you are in pain."

Not dark and dangerous. “Have you done this before?” He walked back toward me slowly, gently tapping the blindfold against his palm. I shook my head, unable to speak. I stepped back slowly as he approached. His gaze was dark and predatory—and I loved it. I really did. “Shall I be the first?” he asked. I didn’t know whether to say yes or no. I stopped when my back hit the wall and leaned against the cold tile. “I’ll take your silence as a yes, kitty,” he smirked. One hand traced lazy patterns along my hip while the other rested on the wall above my head. He leaned in close—so close I could still smell champagne on his breath.

I'd like to believe I shivered because I hadn't expected him to walk up to me—speak to me even. Slowly, I meet his gaze. The intensity of those eyes knocks the wind out of my lungs. He stares for too long. My heart is slamming against my ribs as I try to force my lungs to take in air. Why am I reacting like this? What is wrong with you, Anastasia? Get a grip! But then, he smiles. And logic flees. I'll admit, it's the prettiest fucking smile ever. And then he leans over, his lips brushing my ears, “You are my salvation, little killer.”

I needed the two of them together. "Baby girl, are you alright?" he asked, getting on my side. Panic was written all over this face. I grabbed him as soon as he was near, and instantly, it eased me, but a stronger wave of pain stung me, making me want to climb him like a tree. Our eyes widened with realisation. "You're in heat, baby girl," he said darkly. ~ AUTHOR'S NOTE: Happy New Year my Lovely Readers, thank you for beginning with me and staying. Please drop your New Year Review on this book and don't forget to support. Love you all.