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At first, it's just her hand, then her arms, and then eventually his hand comes to rest on her thigh, sending jolts of electricity through her entire body. Corvina can also tell he is getting turned on as she is. She notices the growing bulge in his tailored trousers, the way his eyes darken when she leans in to listen to him speak more closely. He leans in even closer, their faces now just inches apart, the space between them charged with unspoken desire. She has completely forgotten that he is technically a sugar daddy. All she can see is a sexy man who will make her feel things she's only fantasized about. As though he was reading her mind, he shifted the conversation back to her story ab

I mumbled under my breath. He looked down at me, naked, trembling, covered in sweat and the seed of seven men, with cold, possessive hunger. “You’ve impressed Jax,” Victor said, his voice smooth and dangerous. “But his training was only preparation. Now you enter my world. Dark Desires. Where consent is a luxury… and obsession is law.” He stepped closer. Behind him, more figures emerged from the shadows, tall and powerful men with masked faces, their primal energy radiating from them. Their presence felt different from the Club. Wilder. More dangerous.

It’s always Dr. Brown who manages to ground me. I don’t know why but being around her makes me feel secure. Right now, her hand is on my shoulder. “S-So, Derek is dead?” My hands are cold as the hard truth hits me. “I want to know what possessed you to go after him in the first place?” Director Yearwood demands. “I saw the mask and I thought that maybe I could find you the proof-“ “You were attacked by an assassin who nearly managed to kill you and you chose to go after them in the dark?” The Director holds my gaze but I can see the anger stirring in her eyes. “Do you have a death wish, Miss Night?”

My words are followed by a loud strike of thunder outside the window, shaking me to the core. He steps closer, still smiling, still enjoying my accusations. “I don’t want to kill you.” “But you want to fuck me?” He falls silent, gaze sweeping down over my body like he's considering all the terrible things he wants to do to me just for pushing him. That darkness in his eyes reminds me of the night we shared together, of how he punished me for what I said about him to the staff... Suddenly messing with him is even more tempting. “I bet you want to ride me. You want to control me for a moment, to feel as though you’re finally a step ahead of me," he tells me in a low, sensual voice.

"The view is exquisite, isn't it? All those ants scurrying about, utterly oblivious to the true architects of their lives." "Indeed," I murmured, a faint smile touching my lips. Desiree often indulged in our shared fantasy of playing as gods. "Ignorance truly is bliss, isn't it? Besides, it makes our work all the more…efficient." I turned from the window, meeting her gaze. "You never did explain why I should steer clear of Kade Everhart." Desiree didn't turn or even glance my way, but I saw the subtle stiffening of her shoulders. Hmm... Interesting. Did she have a history with him? "You looked into him? Wasn't my word enough?"

Secondly, my dick has been getting hard only around him. I fuck both men and women for fun and I originally thought it was nothing when I got hard torturing him. Fuck! I thought his pretty face drew me in at first. But those two brunettes could not get my cock hard last night and just when I saw Adrian this morning, my dick became hard. I want to fuck him and smear my cum all over his pretty face. But I doubt he is gay and that's exactly what I'm going to find out. Adrian Petrov is a mystery that I can't wait to unravel.

he stated, locking his gaze with mine, a devilish glimmer dancing in his eyes. As tension heightened between us, the stakes grew ever higher. Little did I know that our paths would intertwine in ways unforeseen, igniting a maelstrom of passion, secrets, and unexpected turns. Our lives were about to collide, testing the boundaries of love and hatred in ways neither of us could have imagined. Taking advantage of my distracted state, he slipped his hands into my shirt, igniting a rush of arousal and leaving me craving more of his touch. I despised how I always succumbed to his every caress.

My heart screamed, my pulse roared, and my mind was spinning in a dizzying mix of desire and fear. “Jade,” he murmured, low, throaty, possessive, “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. I’ve wanted you like this, like you’re about to combust under my touch. And I’m not leaving until you give in… until I know you feel the same fire.” My glasses slid down my nose again, and I pushed them up automatically, though I barely registered it. His hands brushed against mine, lingering, sending shivers up my spine. He was every dangerous fantasy I’d ever imagined. Every late-night craving. Every forbidden thought.

Chapter 4: Kitchen Fire The days had melted together into one long, feverish haze. Mornings started with stolen glances over breakfast, afternoons dissolved into quick, desperate fucks against walls or on the floor, nights bled into slow, grinding sessions that left them both wrecked and still wanting. No conversations about what this meant. No guilt trips. Just skin on skin, breath on breath, the constant throb of need that never quite eased.

I murmured near her ears talking to myself, I removed some strands of hair from her face and caressed her cheek. "I don't know why my heart feels soo peaceful everytime you are near me. Why it starts beating whenever I thought about you. I don't want to fall for you nor I want yoh to fall for me. But I can't let go off you fron my life....... You will always be stuck with me in this loveless marriage. Because now You become my DESIRE........ THE BILLIONAIRE'S DESIRE. and I want to claim every inch of you..... With my sinful lips. "