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He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core. “Please,” I pleaded, not knowing what I was even asking for. “Please what?” Mitch's voice was silk wrapped in steel. He drove deeper and harder. “Tell us what you want. You know we are here to fulfill your darkest desires.” With them, I suddenly forgot it was snowing outside. Because I was hot and everything inside me was on fire. “More,” I begged, turning sideways to see how Mitch was fucking me. “Harder. Don't stop.”

Chapter 18: Careful Lies Cassandra’s POV Brady stood there under the library lights, his usual easy smile nowhere in sight. His bright blue eyes flicked between Alexander and me, sharp with suspicion. My heart raced so fast that I felt dizzy. Alexander’s hand brushed the small of my back, a silent signal to stay calm. I could still feel the warmth of what we’d done in the stacks, his cum slowly leaking into my panties. “What are you talking about?” Alexander asked first, voice steady but edged. “You followed us?”

I said, and the lie tasted like burnt sugar dissolving on the back of my tongue. "Good." He straightened, already withdrawing, already moving on to the next thing. "You'll wear it when we entertain next week." His cologne lingered after he left the room, that expensive and aggressive scent that had claimed every space in this house, every breath I took inside it. I sat at my vanity and looked at the woman in the mirror with the diamond collar around her throat and thought about Claudette Harrow's voice across a dinner table. So neatly. I thought about my books gathering dust. About the letters I had written and found later in the wastebasket, the ink slightly blurred, read by eyes that were

Just a single question, just a single reference, and I again left swaying in those self-destructive memory lanes. I was guilty of my behavior with her. That excessively after her beautiful attempt of consoling me. I knew this wasn't our first kiss but this was the first time I felt like fire running down by blood like my soul returned to the water, like every part of me that came from those dead stars was alive again. Scarlett Miller Being 'Confused' was not even the word, for the first time I had done something that felt right to me. Kissing him was never a mistake but letting him own me was indeed a crime.

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‘Frankly, I don’t care if we don’t talk at all. Her lips parted. ‘Oh, well, that’s romantic.’ He leaned forward and planted an arm against the tree, bringing his body close to hers again. ‘It wasn’t supposed to be romantic.’ He lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. ‘Romantic is the lies people tell to soften the fall into bed. And I don’t tell lies. Is that what you’re going to do, Grace? Are you going to tell all the lies that women always tell? Because if you are, then this is the moment that you share with me that you love me. And we both know that you don’t. That’s not what this is

"Then help me to smudge your scarlet lips all over my C****" * Slow burn * Erotic * Dark romance * Mafia romance A story of lust, love, betrayal, and loyalty.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

It was a promise to love and protect, to cherish and nurture the flame that burned brightly in our hearts. A surge of passion and desire ignited between us. The air crackled with an electric energy, and I could feel the intensity building as our lips drew closer. Unable to resist the magnetic pull, our mouths met in a searing, passionate kiss. It was a union of souls, a melding of two hearts that beat as one. Our tongues danced in a passionate rhythm, exploring the depths of each other's desires. He bit my lips and sucked my blood from them, grabbing my hair.