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He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure. Maybe the difference is that this is an erotic romance, and a kinky one at that? I jump up and try to snatch the book away from him, but it’s too late. He opens it at my bookmark, and begins to read out loud in a rich voice, like he’s reading Shakespeare. Oh, god. It’s the part where the hero gives the heroine a sexy spanking. Hearing Daddy read it is so embarrassing. Embarrassing, yet hot. My face burns, and I squirm from humiliation and horniness, pressing my thighs clo

The kind of panic that made me want to set fire to the world, only to sift through the ashes for what was lost. Perched on a sofa clearly not meant for someone my size, I fanned through one of the thousands of books the male, Dain, had sent to the suite. Half of these tomes read like textbooks, while the others were packed with fiction and myth. There was no way of sorting between what might be real, and what might’ve been the illusive dreams of some ancient, long deceased scholar. I’d been seconds away from voicing as much when I heard a breathy little whimper, not unlike the one’s my mate had mate last night, sound from across the room.

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THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Dabria was on the bed, lying on her stomach. Her favourite book was in her hands. She was lost in the world that book had created around her. While Zeus was taking a shower. Once he was done, he wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the shower cubicle. He was about to step out of the bathroom when he heard something that made him gulp hard. It was Dabria's shy giggles. She always did that whenever she was reading a romantic novel. Zeus could feel himself getting excited for her. But he didn't want to get into trouble. He knew how much she hated when he tried to disturb her whenever she was reading. She once didn't talk to him for days.

“Since you’re back, are you going to pick the next book?” I blinked. “Me?” “Of course,” she said, smiling. “You’ve been gone. You deserve the honor.” Everyone nodded expectantly. I looked down at the stack of books on the table, my fingers brushing across their covers. My hand paused on a novel about love, identity and societal expectations. This book will give them a glimpse of what I passed through during my absence. I smiled softly. “How about this one?” Brent groaned. “Oh no, not another depressing tragedy. Can’t we read something with a hopeful romance?”

I hush her, but she’s already turned a few heads. “What’s there to be embarrassed about? Lots of people are into it,” Debbie says. I blink. “They… are?” “There’s a really popular book series out right now, best seller, that has a BDSM relationship. Here let me write down the title for you.” She writes me a list instead. “This is the order to read them in.” Then she scribbles down a name. “This is the author.” She passes me the list and I look at it, unsure.

Keeley “Domino.” Chewing on my lip I stared unseeing at the TV ahead. My whole body was aching, and I hadn’t even taken my boots off. The constant moving from one place to another was taking its toll. And with every new town and fleabag hotel, I could feel my spirit sapping away a little bit more.

And now I'm ready for whatever comes next. I turn toward the tunnel exit. Toward the surface. Toward the people waiting. Toward my future. But as I take the first step, something shifts. Deep in the earth. Beneath the vault. Something ancient responding to the bonding. A presence. Massive. Old. Waking. Not the stone. Something else. Something that's been sleeping under Iron Valley for centuries. And my bonding just woke it up. --- **[End of Chapter 146]**

The Ds-professional love is a detective series formed around different parts of the world but mainly the United states of America in the city of Los Angeles.. Its though a love stories in a lesfic genre but yet a thriller with a mystery to solve around the many. This book will be published is series. Each season a book of it's own. Character mining