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Cheat Codes Book One in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I am a glutton for punishment. Ever since the tender age of fourteen, I knew there was something wrong with me. Because of all the boys in all the world I could go and have a crush on, I fall for him.

“Gee Fox? You're just a toy and always will be—” “Gia?” A voice cut through my haze, and I turned to see Bobby, the manager of the club. “Yes, Bobby?” I replied, peeling off my coat to reveal my micro mini skirt that showcased the black thong underneath, knee-high transparent black socks, heels, and a cropped corporate white shirt, complete with a tie to fit tonight's high school theme. “Private room service. Tobias Whitlock,” he said briefly.

She looked around and activated the mic, “All clear.” “Two agents are on their way,” she heard the boss say. Vicky cleared her throat and opened the door to be welcomed by the sound of the medical devices connected to the patient’s body. She pressed her lips when she saw Black Tiger lying on the bed. His naked torso was covered with scars and bruises. Bandages were around his chest, where he was shot. Vicky felt sad even though she and the mysterious agent have never shared a conversation. Black Tiger is someone calm, almost invisible, but his presence is very strong among them. He doesn’t need words to prove to the agents that he’s the best of all of them.

Adriano says jerking me from my thoughts. "Truce" I agree, lying to his face. Smiling, I offer him my hand. Sorry Babe I think as I help him up from the floor, I made a deal with the devil and it's your soul that he wants.................. [Song: Black widow - Iggy Azalea feat. Rita Ora]

The cameras rolled. The Blackthorns went first. Damian, Kai, and Ronan surrounded her like predators. Damian forced her down onto her knees and shoved his cock down her throat while Kai and Ronan lifted her legs, double-penetrating her pussy and ass simultaneously. Sophia screamed around Damian’s shaft as the brutal stretch tore through her. The cameras zoomed in on her stretched holes, capturing every creamy detail as they pounded her mercilessly. “Tell them,” Damian snarled, face-fucking her harder. “Tell the world you’re choosing Blackthorn cock over your own blood.”

The room felt impossibly small, warm, and electric, alive with the tension between them. The music pulsed low, a slow, intimate rhythm that wrapped around Imani, Malik, and Zariah, matching the quickening of their hearts. Every glance, every brush of skin, every lingering touch made Imani soaking wet.

Holding a fork in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, I tried to sip away the feeling of evil knocking on my door. I had some blues playing in the background, humming along softly, then the doorbell rang and it brought me right back to reality. I set the wine and fork down on the kitchen counter and climbed down from the chair, heading towards the door that suddenly felt way farther than it actually was. I opened it to find a man dressed in all black, an earpiece clipped to his ear. He looked like some kind of bodyguard.

All that mattered was having a good time. I knew I couldn’t black out because I still had to get home somehow. So I decided to burn some of the alcohol off by dancing. Then the sexiest guy I’ve ever seen started dancing with me. If I could describe the hottest guy in the world, it would be him. He had jet black hair and hazel eyes, I was sure, though, that some of that amazement came from the alcohol coursing through my body, but I knew he was not ugly and that he was super fit. I could see his damn muscles under his shirt even in this horrible club lighting. I couldn’t help but think that I definitely chose the right night to come out without any babysitters.

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She raised her eyebrows at my response, giving me a challenging look. "We could lose the whole project if it doesn't work out, Mr. Wilson." She replied in a pissed off tone and folded her arms in front of her chest to look intimidating and my eyes automatically flicked to her breasts. She looked so sexy in her yellow low cut blouse and a black pencil skirt. How can someone look so bitchy yet so tempting at the same time? I wanted to push her against the table and fuck her so hard.