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And no matter what it takes! -*-*-*-*- - Claimed by my Alpha bully - 5 chapters are up! Search the title on web version. Unsigned book yet.

Riley actually took after him. As with the first story, the other three stories will revolve around the title “Sorry Dear Ex, It’s Your Loss, Not Mine.” I will try to limit their stories to 50 chapters each, but sometimes, a plotted chapter expands to five depending on the scene, especially those happy scenes that I love so much. I hope that you will continue to join me in this journey as I write the continuation of the book. I am overwhelmed by the comments you left in-chapters, the gems and the rewards to show your support, and of course, the reviews you left.

Lila's POV The next day dragged with a delicious ache, my body still marked from Jax's midnight claim pussy sore and leaking his cum under my skirt as I moved around Mia's house. Breakfast had been torture, his foot teasing my ankle under the table while Mia chattered about weekend plans, clueless to the dirty secret burning between us. "Movie marathon tonight," she announced, eyes lighting up. "You in, Lila? Jax too.. family bonding." I nodded, pulse racing at the thought of being sandwiched between them, the risk making my core throb.

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Thank you for reading Chapter Thirty-One| Past II sad story huh? Love, Coco

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Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

TABLE OF CONTACT CHAPTER ONE – 1 CHAPTER TWO - 19 CHAPTER THREE – 33 CHAPTER FOUR – 48 CHAPTER FIVE – 63 CHAPTER SIX – 78 CHAPTER SEVEN – 93 CHAPTER EIGHT – 109 CHAPTER NINE – 138 CHAPTER TEN – 169 CHAPTER ELEVEN – 169

Chapter 1: The Empty Bed Megan's fingers shook as she slid the drawer open in the dim glow of her bedside lamp. The house felt too quiet again, the silence pressed down on her chest and made her thighs clench with need. Months after the funeral, and the ache between her legs still wouldn't let her sleep, she grabbed the thick dildo, its familiar weight heavy in her palm, and lay back against the pillows, her breasts rising and falling fast under her thin nightgown.