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My breathing picked up, shallow and uneven, and the bed creaked softly under me. I thought about the people online, the ones who watched me like I was nothing but a body. I thought about the messages that poured in every night, the money that came with them. Part of me hated it, but another part couldn’t deny the thrill. They wanted me. They paid to see me. And here I was, alone, touching myself like they were right in front of me. But then Ryder’s face cut through the noise of all the strangers. His eyes, sharp and unreadable. The way he looked at me, not like the others, not like a fan. More like he could see something I was trying to hide. That thought made my chest squeeze tight.

Betty said before hanging up. Shine let out a shaky breath. She felt guilty for lying, but she could not exactly tell her work friend that she was leaking milk like a nursing mother despite never being pregnant. She was terrified. Was it a tumor? A hormonal failure? Or was she just losing her mind? A chime from her phone broke her spiral. She looked down to see a notification from her secret OnlyFans account. New Subscriber: User9982 has joined your fan club. User9982 has sent you a tip: $2,000.00.

"I met a guy at a bar. He was arrogant...kind of an asshole, but he was hot. I'm not going to lie, he was so much better than Jordan, and-" She cuts me off. "Oh my God! Have you seen her F******k? He's literally in every selfie for the past month." She continues scrolling with her mouth agape. "Yoooo, they made an OnlyFans together! She's charging $30 a month, who does she think she is...Kim Kardashian? Oh shit, isn't this your bedroom?" "Are you fucking serious right now?" I shout, snatching the phone from her hand. There on the screen is my sister and ex-boyfriend fucking on my bed. I watch for a few seconds until the sight of her squirting all over my blanket nearly makes me vomit.

I rubbed faster, chasing the edge he’d pushed me toward. Another message popped up immediately. Big D: You’re so sexy, Jayla. I need to feel that pussy. My entire body froze mid-grind. Jayla. He’d used my real name. No one on OnlyFans knew that name. My profile had no face reveals, no location, no links. I was careful. Paranoid, even. The only people who knew were family and a handful of old high school friends who had no idea about this side of me. My heart hammered against my ribs, a mix of fear and confused arousal twisting low in my belly. Who the hell was he?

Her hips began to glide along my core, but I placed my hands on her hips, preventing her from moving. "Please." Haley begged, enticing me to move in and out of her. I desperately wanted to fulfill her request, but I needed her to say it first. I leaned over and sucked on one of her nipples as my other hand began to furiously stroke her core. "Please, Damian. I'm cumming. I want to feel you cum inside of me." She breathlessly moaned out.

she called out. Daryl turned, stunned to see Cheesy running toward him in her loose hospital gown, face still pale. Before he could say anything, she stopped in front of him, panting. “Mr. Daryl… I accept your offer,” she said quietly, bowing her head. “Your offer to be your mistress. Two hundred million per night, right?” Daryl fell silent. He stared at the broken woman before him—so frail she could barely stand. His eyes lingered on hers, but neither of them spoke of the real reason.

And his fanclub will help me with that. As a celebrity, I am very familiar with the concept of fanclubs and groupies. No matter how amazing or how talented you are, if the public doesn't adore you, you won't make it in this business. I owe my fame and success to the people who have shown me their unwavering support. I swear, you can't find a more loyal or enthusiastic group of people. And shepherding this faithful congregation is a very special young elf named Sirel Healey.

“Give it time.” “Please.” Hailey leaned in, conspiratorial. “If anyone’s doing the devouring, it’s you. Boardroom queen by day, ShadowByte by night. You’ve built yourself a double life that could make N*****x billions.” The words landed heavy, even softened by Hailey’s teasing tone. Elara reached for her glass, rolling the condensation between her fingers. “And Damon Cross is the only one I can’t keep out of It.” Hailey stilled, her playful smirk fading. “So he knows.”

(MELANIE MARTINEZ POV): I watched with great interest as she moved her body like a delicate flower. The way she swayed with ease and passion amazed me immensely. I couldn't believe it myself. This was what I wanted for myself when I get older. I literally daydreamed of the day hundreds of men would watch me in action as I portray my talent on that stage. But little did I know that my twin sister already had my life planned out for me. Hello, my name is Melanie Martinez and this is my story. The story of my unfortunate life and how I got to meet a powerful demon king, Denver Hale.

Haley smiled. She was wearing a fuzzy, white, sweatshirt over black leggings with a small pink purse with gold and white highlights hanging from her neck diagonally on her hip. Her flowy, brown hair had been straightened and pulled behind her ear, letting her petite nose and chin shine. Her green eyes gleamed with mischief as she saw Selena holding onto Samson. Sneakily, she elbowed her. “What happened to never falling in love with the hot alpha?” Haley teased. “I’m not in love with him!!!” Selena roared.