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Maze glanced at Ryan, subtly turning her neck over her back, sighed, and then look forward to finding something at least interesting to read. Maze rummaged through some book of romantic genre, which she was just doing in the thought of passing her boredom. "Romance...Hum.... Boring," Somebody spoke to her side, making Maze flinched as the book in her hand was about to fall on the ground. But the lady had sharp speed, as she caught the catch before it can reach the ground. Maze widened her eyes in shock and admiration at the same time. But she was not at all happy to hear such remarks from a stranger, and her eyes lit up with annoyance.

The truth was, I couldn’t stop it. He slammed his fist against the wall, his eyes wild with love and hate. “She won’t escape. Find her. Bring her back!” He had specifically chosen this villa on the mountainside so I couldn’t run far. Darcy, sensing the change in Felix, felt that something was wrong. She clung to him, acting sweet and innocent. “Babe, who are you looking for? Who is Ms. Hayward?” Felix couldn’t be bothered to deal with her; after all, she was just my replacement. His eyes were icy as he walked toward the door, intent on finding me.

Lies, obsession, and forbidden love blur the lines between loyalty and betrayal, leaving them tangled in a web where survival demands the ultimate sacrifice. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. . ______ Hope you're all ready for what's about to unfold. Thankyou for choosing my book to read. Please comment and leave your first impression and I'll say hello to all my lovely readers.... <3 A. Gupta

The sight of it brought back a flood of memories, bittersweet and poignant. “You are a lover of dark romance?” I asked, narrowing my eyes in shock. The question hung in the air, almost surreal. Cole looked at me and then at the cover of the book. “Yes, I am. I’m actually a lover of dark romance and I really like this book. I have read it before, but then I just skim through some pages when I’m bored or better still when I want to reconnect back with the characters,” Cole said, his voice filled with a quiet passion. Gosh, he was using the exact words I would have used if I was the one asked the question.

I stood up to my feet, ready to leave, with the help of my right hand clutching onto the table on my right. "I am Zion, " He forwarded his hands. "Lucia Felix Greyson, " I extend my hands to touch his hand, grazing my fingers across the palm of his skin and I watch my hands fit small into his hands. When he wraps his hands around my palm, giving it a firm squeeze I feel a shiver run down my spine, sparks flying in my stomach, feeling giddy when I meet his amber eyes. Those eyes telling a thousand words in silence, a brief gasp leaves my lips as his eyes travel down to my parted lips, I inhale his scent locking my eyes with his many emotions crossing his eyes within a fraction of seconds.

When they finally got into the car and was driving away, Belle couldn’t help remembering how and where their first hot, juicy kiss had taken place and how she had all but fallen way overboard from the impact of the moment. The kiss had hit her with the mighty force of a lightning bolt and she had never forgotten about it. I mean, she couldn’t even if she tried. “Would you like to go somewhere?” he blurted out, interrupting her deepest thoughts and fantasies, throwing her back into the real world. “Yes, of course. I would love to see what secret spots you’ve been hiding or should i say, hiding out in every single time you decide to disappear from me”. “Secret spots? Oh, come on. They are bare

My boyfriend, who had gone missing for a month, appeared in my soup. The shop was crowded, yet I didn't dare raise my voice. Swallowing down the bile in my throat, I staggered outside, found a secluded corner, and retched until my stomach burned. When I was done, I ran upstairs, locked myself inside, and dialed the police. An hour later, they called back. "We've checked," the officer said. "Their ingredients are all sheep offal. As for the tattooed skin you mentioned, we believe it was a standard meat inspection stamp. No missing-person reports have been filed in the city for over six months."

Shawn slipped his jacket off, wrapping it around my body, “Come on. Coffee and catch up?” I nodded numbly, following him to his car. The drive was less than a minute, as the coffee shop was just around the corner. We rushed inside to get out of the drenching rain. Shawns jacket smelled like him, and I found myself inhaling deeply. He still wears the same cologne he did all those years ago. “Hope you still take your coffee the same way,” Shawn flashed a megawatt smile as he sat the cup in front of me, “Three pumps of white mocha, two pumps of pumpkin, extra cream?”

your wallet will be gone if you didn’t careful to yourself” Loki calmly and smiled approached at him. "Oh thank you, my darling" Louise smiled cheerfully and hugged her suddenly. " W-what! your darling? " " Don't touch me, pervert." Loki removed his tightly embraced and ran away. Hiro with a green haired was drinking a milk tea as he kept walking alone, and listening music on his headphone. He felt a strong hit from his face, and it turned out his clothes got messed up because of the purple haired woman’s shoes. “Hey, woman! Come back here! Don’t run away!”

Then, without a word, she slowly turned toward the kitchen and picked up her coat from the chair. She looked over her shoulder, the faintest hint of a smile at the corner of her lips. “You’re buying,” she said quietly. Fabian’s heart leapt, and a slow, relieved smile spread across his face. “Gladly,” he replied. The restaurant was one of the city’s most well-known spots—elegant but comfortable, with soft lighting, clinking glasses, and the quiet hum of conversation filling the air. Fabian and Cassandra were seated at a cozy table near the window, the glow of a candle flickering between them as they browsed the menus.