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The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

I kept shifting my hips, but it did not help. How did I end up here? It started a few hours ago. I was at a dead end in the alley, and the police had me cornered. Their cars blocked every way out. Flashlights pointed at my face. I stood there with my arms crossed and laughed at them. “You think you can catch me?” I said. “I'm Anan. You will never get hold of me.” I kept talking big. I told them they were wasting their time. I told them I would walk out of there without a scratch.

“I mean, he’s just Dad to me. Handsome, sure, but I’ve seen him in dad mode too many times, burning pancakes, embarrassing me with corny jokes, the whole thing.” I nodded like I understood, but my mind was still replaying the way Bruce’s shirt stretched across his shoulders when he leaned down to place the tray. The faint scent of his cologne that drifted past when he walked by. The low timbre of his voice. We spent the next hour talking about books, the new romance novel we both pretended not to be obsessed with, and college plans. But every time I heard footsteps in the hallway, my stomach flipped. Later, when Anna went downstairs to grab drinks, I stepped out of her room to find the bathr

I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

2. PREYE Dad left years ago after the separation, so it’s just me and Mom back home. She’s been grinding through everything alone, and I’ve gotten damn good at hiding my secrets. I’m straight as fuck. Men do it for me hard,thick heavy cocks stretching my pussy wide open, gagging on dick until my eyes water and spit runs down my chin, that rough BDSM shit where a guy ties me up and treats my holes like his personal cum dump. Nothing beats sucking cock though. Feeling it throb and swell on my tongue, swallowing every thick rope when he’s earned it.

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE  BLOODY METELE  WRONG TURN  MYSTERIES OF FATE  DOCTOR BROWN  LATE KATE FOSTER You are about to journey through a story or should I say stories of suspense and survival. The story of Roxanne, Eric Kane,,, Ariana, Thieves, and A Christian and an Atheist

Dad had refused to pay for her braces, so she was stuck with those crooked teeth her whole life. "A fantasy romance novel. It is about aliens and heroines. Very interesting. So not meant for younger eyes," She replied and closed the pages, her index finger still between them. Luciana locked a hand beneath her chin as she watched me. "Have you grown an inch in the last day, or do I just remember you to be smaller?" I giggled in response and stuck my tongue out at her. "I am the exact same height as you. Don't mock me now for it."

Rows of lockers lined the walls, benches in the middle. Without a word, Brock grabbed the hem of my borrowed t-shirt and pulled it over my head, leaving me topless. His eyes darkened as he looked at my breasts. “You’ve been through hell tonight,” he said, voice low and rough. “But I’m gonna make you forget all of that.” “ Brock… I’m still shaking from the fire,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Everything I own is gone. I don’t even have a place to sleep tonight and now I’m here with you…”

“Nice tits. Fresh and young. Do you like them? Of course you do. You can close your mouth now. What’s your friend’s name?” I had almost forgotten Tess was still there. “Tess.” “Hi, Tess. Can you help us? Come here and take your friend’s bra off for me.” “Yes, sir,” Tess answered in that soft voice. She stepped behind me and unhooked the bra, then slipped it off. My breasts were completely bare. Frank’s hands were on them immediately, squeezing and twisting my nipples until they were stiff and aching. “Nice tits. Better than the usual trash that comes through here. Aren’t you a good little slut?” He twisted harder and I whimpered.

I would recognize what these were even in my sleep. Whips. Cuffs. Blindfolds. Gags. Collars. Leashes. Dildos. Sex toys. Nipple clamps. Vibrators. Candles sat on a table nearby and my eyes widened in sheer shock as realization dawned on me. Davin was into fucking BDSM. I expected a lot of things to be in this study, maybe even guns and explosives. But hell no, not a red room. Not a room full of my biggest desires. As a masochist, it was hard to find anyone who could ever match my freak. But this? Goodness, this was heaven here on earth. I grabbed the end of one rope and tied it around my wrists, binding them together, and I let out a soft moan.