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“I’ll be reading Mae. The bookstore clerk.” That was it. The director nodded, then gestured to the male actor across the table. “Daniel, you’re up. Scene three.” He nodded. “Action.” The room fell silent. *** TABLE READ – SCENE THREE INT. BOOKSTORE – DAY Daniel (pulling a book from the shelf, flipping through it) “I’m looking for something… different.” Mae (not looking up) “Different how?” Daniel “Something about self-growth. Or character.” (then, hesitating)

She cried out his name, lost in the sensation of… I slammed the book shut, my cock hardening instantly. So this was what my innocent Elara had been reading. I opened the book again, unable to help myself, flipping through the pages. Which contained sex scenes. Descriptions of positions, sensations, emotions. Some of the pages had corners turned down like she’d been marking her favorite parts. The image of Elara lying in bed, reading these explicit scenes, her hand slipping between her legs as she imagined someone touching her like that…it made me fucking feral. She’d hidden this book like a secret. Like she was embarrassed by what she wanted.

I rolled my eyes inwardly at his words “Yeah, baby sister…’ I repeated while he got comfortable. "Let's come back to earth, I saw the book you were reading before I arrived." "What? Did you..." "Relax! I know you must have a lot of suitors now, and concerning the changes, you are having on your body, you will become curious but it's bad to read stuff about boys, and relationships, especially the type that have strong erotic scenes." I felt so embarrassed that, he had to see that scene where the bad boy was having intercourse with his innocent girl, although the book wasn't all that bad most people judge a book by its cover.

Lira speaks. My eyes flutter between opening and closing as I try to stay conscious. “You’re incredible, baby. So responsive… so fucking delicious.” She slides down my body, kissing every inch—my cum-smeared lips, my throat, sucking marks onto my tits until I’m arching and whimpering. My body tingles, wanting more of her touch. This is unarguably the most alive I’ve been. And for a moment, I am glad that the book I’d found wasn’t some motivational book on how I needed to find my inner voice before I could find my outer one.

Selene said with a confusion filled voice. "He must be resting at home. I am going to sleep now. Bye, baby." Brianna cut the call and throws her phone on the couch. In no minute, she was drifted into a deep sleep. ########## Dear readers, I hope you all are enjoying this story. So, I am here to announce an important thing. The upcoming chapters of this book are going to be filled with more torture scenes. Their content is going to be abusive and highly explicit. If any of the readers are against violence, they can quit reading this book. I will appreciate it more if you all leave your reviews and votes. It will help me to write better.

Nyla’s POV I'm drawing a pentagram on my apartment floor with sidewalk chalk at midnight on a Tuesday because apparently this is what my life has come to. There’s a leather-bound book open beside me, old, as if it survived the Victorian era. I found it at an estate sale last weekend, buried under a box of porcelain cats, which feels like the universe burying a loaded gun inside a Build-A-Bear. It was quite an… interetsing book. The chapter I keep returning to shows a naked woman arched on her back on the floor, with a demon-man like being, with extra limbs, and an abnormally huge-sized cock burried inside her pussy.

The pages held explicit stories that made my cheeks burn and my body ache. I settled on the floor behind a dusty shelf, a flashlight on my phone, and opened the book. The words painted vivid pictures — hands sliding under skirts, mouths claiming skin, bodies pressed together in hidden corners. My breathing grew shallow. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to ignore the growing heat between them. “What are you reading, Miss Vale?”

I shush her to quiet but she refused to calm down. I had no choice but to swirl her around, with my arms encircling her body and then, my palms flew to her mouth. I felt some cold chilled air rushing inside the place we were. Before I could blink my eyes, a thick mist of smoke gathered right in my sight. I watched as a tiny mist escaped from the smoke and gets inside my eyes. It was peppery, at that instant I had to rub lightly against my eyes with my elbows. I felt some kicks against my scrotum. A soft yelp escalated my lips, and as I bring myself to defend against further attack, soft hands grabbed my hands and flipped me forward.

Her eyes scoured through each and every word, breath slow as she pictured what each scene looked like. “You are mine, Evelyn. Every last inch of you. And I’ll make sure I go so deep, that it’s basically imprinted in your mind.” She pressed her thighs together, feeling a wave of heat run right straight to her core. She couldn’t get all horny now. Not when it was a public setting. They’re definitely going to go at it hard, she thought to herself as she flipped the next page. She’d gone through a major part of the book now and there were only a few pages left. Now if she could just get to her last class—

She sat cross-legged on the rug, completely engrossed in the magical world within the pages. The scene shifted, and I found myself standing on the outskirts of the same study, watching the tender moments unfold. My parents, Megan and Jessica, entered the room, sharing a soft smile. Their love for each other radiated, creating an atmosphere of warmth and security. The younger me looked up from the book, her eyes lighting up with joy at the sight of our parents. Alpha Megan scooped her up, twirling her around in a playful dance. Luna Jessica joined in, creating a circle of laughter and love.