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Please…” I begged wanting him to do more. My body shook when he increased the pace.I dropped my back to the desk and arched my back.His mouth found my clit and I let out a deep moan. I could feel the pressure building up. “Greg,I'm so…so close.” I whimpered. His movement slowed a bit. “No!” I cried. “Please.” I could feel the smile tugging in his lips as he continued to lick on my clit. “Please…” I begged even more,my voice sounding needy even to my own ears. He increased his pace.Fingering me faster and harder. My toes curled as I felt the pressure about to explode inside of me. “I'm going to cum..” “Then do so,show me how good you can be and cum for me.” Pressure exploded through me,my whole body shaking from it all.I let my head rest on the desk as I tried to catch my breathe. His arms came around me, lifted me up and wrapped me in his arms. “Thank you.” I whispered. He planted a light kiss on my shoulder and just held me. I pulled back and looked him in the eye. “That was my first orgasm.” I announced proudly,warmth filling my heart. He smiled and leaned in.”How about another one.” ******************************************* Sex. That was the only reason Emillia Winslow got married to the Mafia Billionaire, Gregory Densmore. Being deeply religious,she is thrown into a world that contrasts her belief. There is no remorse,no confessions and no forgiveness. Will She manage to bring light into the dark or will the dark engulf her,forcing her to bring out her shadow self.

After I was kicked out of the house, my sister, Nicole Thompson, and I met at a nightclub five years later. She was the VIP client who spent millions to celebrate Michael West's, her godbrother's, birthday, while I was the male host in the hype team. We didn't talk to each other the whole time until she saw me chugging two bottles of whiskey for a 500 dollar tip. When she saw my pallid face, she questioned coldly and unhappily, "You'd rather do this disgusting job than come home and apologize? Jack, you really are unbelievable!" I just smiled indifferently and held out my hand to her. "500 bucks. Cash or Venmo?" Times had moved on, and I no longer wished to bring up past grudges. However, the 500 dollars I had just earned was just enough for me to pay the balance due for my cremation urn.

When I was having a heart attack, my parents, my brother, and my fiancé were all at our family casino—celebrating Eva, our adopted daughter, at her twenty-first birthday, her official debut into the mafia world. The doctor refused to operate without a legal guardian’s signature. So I called them. My father’s assistant answered. “Sorry, Miss. The Don is in the middle of a toast.” My brother and mother let it ring until it went silent. Finally, my fiancé, Adam, picked up. Music roared behind him. I could hear laughter, glasses clinking. “Cecilia,” he said, impatient. “If you can’t even show up for Eva’s party, stop causing trouble. Today is Eva’s debut. Every Don from three territories is here. Whatever drama you’re playing can wait.” I lost count of how many times they chose her over me. So after this call, I stopped calling. I signed my own name. My family thought I’d finally learned to be obedient. But they should’ve known that in our world, silence only means one thing—I was preparing to disappear for good.

Alexa Whittier has always been a cheerful child but sometime in her preteen years, something terrible happened to her that wiped that angelic smile off her lips. Her heart becomes a stone-cold wasteland. Will she ever smile again? Will she ever love again? Find out in this amazing, chilly, emotional and breathtaking adventure of Alexa Whittier.

Elena Moore got some trust issues and a huge debt from a bad relationship. With bad guys after her to get the money, she needs to find a solution: she is going to make a deal with the devil. The devil? Dylan Montgomery, the CEO of Montgomery Enterprises.

When I picked up the final course of my antidepressants and was about to leave, I ran into my biological parents, who were at the hospital to give a lecture. Five years had passed since we'd last seen each other, yet my father recognized me at a glance. Disbelief flickered across his face. "Your illness... still isn't better?" I said nothing and continued walking toward my room. "How did your life end up like this?" My father looked at me with obvious anguish, his eyes reddening. "Julian, your mother and brother miss you. Come home with me." I stopped in my tracks and slowly rolled up the sleeves I wore year-round, no matter the season. "That's your home," I said quietly. "It stopped being mine a long time ago." Hundreds of scars crisscrossed both of my arms. Countless emergency rescues. Countless nights spent fighting through unbearable pain. Long ago, all of it had worn away every trace of love and resentment I once felt toward my parents. Now, I was finally leaving the illness behind, and I had a new family. For the rest of my life, all I wanted was to live well.

My sister, Gabriella Rutherfurd, is the richest female CEO in Brightshire. Her male secretary, Freddie Morgan, mentions that he wants to see a real-life version of the Squid Game, so she builds the venue and spends 100 million dollars to make it happen. The lure of a gigantic cash prize draws in countless desperate souls. Even the bodyguards responsible for protecting my brother-in-law, Cyril Harding, abandon their posts to participate. Cyril has no choice but to go to the hospital without the bodyguards for his medical appointment, but he is abducted halfway there. In my previous life, I found Gabriella and asked her to stop the game and send people to rescue Cyril. After hesitating, Gabriella agreed. She stopped the game and managed to save Cyril just in time. But the few players who had made it to the final round were furious that the game was canceled. To vent their rage, they took Freddie and beat him to death. Gabriella acted like it had nothing to do with me. Yet, on the day Freddie was buried, she ordered her men to beat me up. When I open my eyes again, I am back to the day that Cyril was abducted. This time, Gabriella gets what she wants, and the Squid Game is held as planned. By the final round, a masked man is dragged onto the high platform. Freddie announces that whoever slices the man's head off will win the 100-million-dollar prize. When Cyril's head rolls to Gabriella's feet, she finally snaps.

[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT, VIOLENCE, AND MALE PREGNANCY] The hitman finally spoke, sounding genuinely confused. “Pregnant…? Fred, how the fuck can a man get pregnant?” “I don’t know!” I yelled, voice cracking. “But he will. That’s why Father always hated him. That’s why he wanted him gone—but he couldn’t kill his wife’s offspring. I was trying to help. I was trying to make it happen so we could finally be free of him!” “Fred… you’re losing your goddamn mind,” the hitman muttered. “I think you need to—” A furious scream tore through the room. “FRED, YOU BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU!” _______ It was just one steamy night with mafia boss Damien that ruined Elias forever—his seed taking root where it never should have. Now, with the impossible growing inside him, Elias must choose: bear the child of the man who destroyed his life… or end it before the world finds out.

My parents were award-winning teachers, having nurtured countless outstanding students. However, I had always been the last in line, failing every single class. After yet another gentle warning from my homeroom teacher, my dad finally snapped. "How did I end up with a kid this dumb? You're deliberately trying to torture me, aren't you?" He disappeared for three days. When he returned, he had a boy with him. "From today on, Josh is the only true child of this family. You are no longer allowed to call us Mom and Dad. "Get out! You'll only earn the right to be my son once you can actually pass your exams." The next time I saw them was at the hospital during a check-up organized by their school for all the staff. The head of guidance recognized me immediately. "Yale? Isn't this Shane from your family? "He works here now. And Josh's condition, there's hope for him! You should have him contact the new Dr. Cunningham right away." Seeing me in my white coat, my dad's expression shifted again and again. "This kid… switched jobs and didn't even tell me." I subtly used my coat to cover the badge hanging on my chest. It read: Department Director: Asher Cunningham

Bethany thought she had escaped her marriage from her ex-husband, the wealthiest man in the city, Fred Hart but love never wades. Fred comes back in her life to disrupt what ever is going on in her life to remind her that " She is forever going to be his" But is Beth going to come back to him? After what he has done and taken from her life? Is there a chance of redemption? Find out more