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Alexander's fingers caressed the inside of Eve's thighs, and Caspian unzipped his jeans. Alexander growled, his tongue running over the top of her lower lips, Eve moaned and shook her head. Aron bit the skin of her shoulder, hard enough to draw blood. He licked the droplets before grinning. "Yes, your sweet blood and sweet cream are what we crave. Alexander's tongue darted over her clit, Eve's back arching as lightning shot through her. Her skin flushed with heat, and her breath hitched. His words moved over her skin as he said, "We will corrupt you, make you crave every twisted thing we do to you."

She begs me not to open it, but I do it anyway. There was an unknown person texting her... [Hello gorgeous, I know everything about you and your boyfriend] that person texted. [What tf who are you?] Ravine texted to which they replied. [I'm just an admirer of you and boss, you know. Say, if you sell me the secrets of that company, I'll gift you with 89 million dollars. Isn't that iver your budget? Tell me...] What the fuck!? [Just fck off will you. I'm blocking u, creep]

“Here’s what we’re gonna do: breathe, drink cold water, don’t pass out… then we plan.” “…Plan what?” Maya sighed dramatically. “Charlotte, darling, sweetheart, cupcake, we need to find out who sent those creepy messages to you and we need to be careful.” I bit my lip. “Should I text her?” “No! Absolutely not. She’ll think you’re flirting.” “ And what exactly do you want to say “hiii I found your phone and I want to check if you're the freak sending me creepy messages now send your lock password thanks”

I’d be willing to pay. A simple message would replace the one that was deleted. “NO MESSAGE WAS EVER HERE. IT WAS YOUR IMAGINATION. GO BACK TO SLEEP AND STOP TEXTING.”

I thought the creep was out of my life for good but it looked like he was not going to get out of my life anytime soon. My phone blinked and I lifted it to check what it was, an audio message from you know who. “You moan in your sleep. Next time, leave the window open so I can hear better and eventually sneak in to suck your cock clean while you dream.” “Why don't you come in now and have a taste of it.” I texted back, desperately wanting action and not just words. “Haha, No, you are not mine yet, so you don't get to enjoy premium satisfaction.” He replied.

Each message from the unknown sender was like a shadow darkening her day. During lunch, she sat with Nicole and Mae, the familiar comfort of their presence a balm to her nerves. But even surrounded by friends, the tension gnawed at her. Nicole frowned, catching the worried look in Lila’s eyes. “What’s going on? You look like you’re about to burst.” Lila hesitated, then finally showed them the messages. “It’s this—somebody keeps texting me these horrible things.” Mae’s brows drew together in concern. “That’s messed up. Have you thought about blocking the number?”

“Why'd you want to try to remember that moment?” He pulled out a small velvet box from the pocket of his jacket and placed it in my palm. “Open it when you’re ready,” he said quietly. My hand tightened around the velvet box, my heart beating wildly. I was about to ask Xavier more when a soft vibration buzzed in my pocket. I pulled out my phone. A single text lit up the screen. YOUR TIME'S ALMOST UP My breath caught. Why do I always get these creepy texts when I’m with him?

“We’ll pay the asshole later. Right now just breathe. I got you.” His fingers rubbed my clit faster. I came again, quieter this time, shaking in my chair while Brady told a funny story and everyone laughed. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers, more of his cum leaking out mixed with my own wetness. The blackmail message buzzed one final time: “Time’s up. Sending the first photo now.” My phone screen lit up with a notification. Alexander’s did too. Brady looked over. “Another message? You both got it at the same time?”

Jamie Lena helped me to my feet, my legs still shaking like a newborn deer. My pussy was throbbing, swollen and leaking down my thighs. I could barely stand after the way she’d just destroyed me. “Get dressed,” she said with a smirk, tossing my crumpled dress at me. “We’re going back to my flat. I’m nowhere near done with that greedy cunt tonight.” The Uber ride to her apartment was pure torture. Lena kept her hand between my thighs the entire time, slowly fingering me under my dress while whispering filthy things in my ear so the driver wouldn’t hear.

I got met with absurd and more absurd messages. After scrolling through the texts and finding nothing really serious or important, I ceased scrolling when two messages popped up beside the 'send arrow' signaling the income of two messages. Damon; The hell you think you are complaining about our messages? I snorted at Damon's text before reading the second one which was a reply to Damon's text. Hunter; My thoughts exactly! I mean... He should be thankful someone as important and golden as us are blowing up his phone with messages. Damon; Right! Someone please pass the message to Tris.