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Even just to move her mouth or open her eyes Bella felt inadequate. She really felt that she was on the verge of life and death now. #Hello. Thank you for reading Dangerous Man until recently. If you wish, please give a review of this story. This will really help me to be better in the future. Thank you♥️

“The job did that, not you. I knew the risks when I signed on. I’ve faced worse things than we did today. And yet here I am, safe and sound.” The touch was so gentle, almost a caress. She couldn’t help but lean into it. His eyes darkened from caramel to amber. The air between them felt electric, crackling with tantalizing possibility. She wanted to touch him, be held in those strong arms, have him pin her beneath him on the double bed behind her and strip everything away with his hands and mouth until she was naked and his for the taking. She wanted to stop thinking, seize the moment and feel alive. To hell with waiting. She placed her hands on his wide shoulders, reveling in the strength an

If danger had a name, it’d definitely be Lorenzo. Like a heated dog, I scrambled to him, letting my lewd desire for him flow, alcohol getting best of me and every motive forgotten with just only thought, I need to satisfy this man. He watched me with hooded gaze as I placed both of my hands on his chest and pushed him back to the sofa, his smirk widening. Our eyes locking in a heated battle as I straddled him and grabbed his thick shaft that barely fit in my single hand, my cheeks flared. How was it supposed to fit inside me? Wouldn’t it rip me apart? I-so had never seen something’s o big….and thick. “You’re scared,” he chuckled noticing how I was shifting, I gulped.

For some reason his gaze did not bother me. I looked at the gorgeous fountain once more. It was enticing to say the least, but now I knew how dangerous it was. It had to be one of her games. I saw her the slight twitch near her eye when I did not reach for the fountain again. She probably thought that it would be extremely simple to get my to share my deepest desire, which I was not even sure of what it was, so that she could use it against me in her damn dreamscape. Well, I was not as easily gotten rid of. “Sometimes desires can confuse both the head and the heart. Just because we desire something does not mean it is something we need nor is something we need necessarily something we desire

She seems couldn't believe the feeling brought by this touches, and she's let her hand do the instinct. The familiarity of the touch and the way her hand wander through his muscled part. This causing her to slightly certain, however couldn't be more fear the consequence. In her mind, a voice filled like a warning, “Your desire is something dangerous in itself... It is how the cruelty begun and was forbid by the world beyond!” It never been so clear to her what that is even mean. The way his touches, kisses and warmth brought her, that is filling the traces of this words and the warning accompanied it.

She pauses at the center, letting the silence build before her voice cuts through the darkness. “Danger,” she begins, her tone steady but with an edge that promises more. “It’s a word that triggers an instinctual reaction—our pulse quickens, adrenaline surges, and suddenly, we’re hyper-aware of everything around us. But what if I told you that danger is also one of the most potent fuels for sexual desire?” The audience shifts in their seats, some leaning forward, others exchanging glances, intrigued but uncertain.

The amusement lingering in his eyes indicated that he was well aware of the fact that his proximity was driving me so fucking crazy. His hot breath fanned against my skin, causing the electricity to zing through my veins as he said in his deep, sensual voice, “All I know is that you are my darkest temptation, my deepest desire, my insane obsession, and my most dangerous addiction.” Something flared inside me. Something full of hunger and dark desire. At that particular moment, I wanted nothing more than for him to consume me whole. It was a dangerous territory of lust and desire where I wanted to go. I knew that but still, I was unable to control myself any longer.

"You are all sunshine and sweetness. You deserve a prince charming who will sweep you off your feet, not me. I'm too bad for you." "Oops, guess I want the bad boy then." I'm all about self pleasure, I keep taking and taking from the women who offer up their bodies to me as sacrifices to satisfy my dark fantasies. I never stop until they are as broken and damaged as me. Katherine yell our names from their mansion for the umpteenth time. Lily stands up and jump from between my legs. I quickly rollover pressing my body on the grass inorder to hide the bulge in my pants. She crooks a brow oblivious to my torment. "What's wrong?"

" Alexander studied her for a moment, his eyes unreadable. Then he leaned forward, his voice low. "Desire and danger," he said. "Those are the two themes I'm interested in exploring. The things that drive us to do what we do, even when we know it's dangerous." Lila felt a shiver run through her at his words. She could sense the undercurrent of danger in everything he did, in everything he said. And she couldn't help but feel drawn to it. As they talked, Lila found herself getting lost in the conversation, the champagne going to her head. She felt a sense of intimacy building between them, a connection that went beyond the project.

It was like I was walking on a cloud, and I had to focus on every step I took. As the night drew on, my behavior became increasingly reckless and impulsive. The tequila had energized me, and I felt like I could conquer the world. I laughed louder, spoke brasher, and took risks without a second thought. The excitement of the moment was addictive, and I desired more.