Despicable Me 4 Deleted Scenes

Lila Harper's perfect life implodes when she catches her fiancé cheating four days before their wedding. Drunk, heartbroken, and craving escape, she stumbles into the wrong hotel room and straight into the arms of Lucian Kane: a ruthless, sinfully dominant 45-year-old billionaire who gives her the first real pleasure of her life. Come morning, he's gone until she discovers he's her new boss. What starts as filthy, forbidden office games spirals into obsession, possession, and a love that demands total surrender.

Elara Voss thought one wild night at a lounge would set her free from her dull new life after her mom married rich Victor Blackwood. She gave her tight virgin body to a hot stranger with gray eyes that promised sin. His thick cock stretched her wet pussy until she begged for more, her first time raw and full of dark need. He left her sore and smiling, whispering they would never meet again. But fate twisted hard when he walked in as her new stepbrother, Damien Blackwood, the young CEO taking over the family firm. Shock hit her like a slap, his touch now forbidden but craved. He cornered her, fingers rubbing her clit while growling claims over her cherry. As lust burned hot, secrets spilled: Damien sought revenge on Victor for old hurts, tied to shady deals and danger. Elara fell deep into his possessive grip, her body dripping for his rough fucks, but betrayal loomed. Syndicate threats closed in, guns and proof that could ruin them all. In this dark romance, Elara must choose between family and the stepbrother who owns her soul and her slick, needy cunt. Will their filthy love survive the storm, or shatter in blood and cum?

Cassie Jones was the girl who went unnoticed—plus-sized, shy, and silently battling her self-esteem issues. But she had a secret: a gigantic crush on Jeffery Richards, the star athlete, golden boy and basketball hero of their school. What she wasn't aware of was that he too idolized her, secretly drawing her and composing poetry about her silent beauty. That was until the day a cruel bet forced his secret feelings out in the worst way imaginable. Cassie, heartbroken, disappeared from his life. Thirteen years later, fate brings them together again. Cassie is a tough PR executive, prosperous, aggressive, and not interested in revisiting the pain of her past. But Jeffery is resolved to demonstrate to her that he has changed—that his love for her never has. Will she learn to trust him again, or will the past repeat itself?

Pretty girls wear dresses. I wear hoodies and secrets. Like the fact that I sleep with my best friend’s brother—for money. No one can know. Not Macey, my best friend. Not Audrey, his girlfriend. I’m Samantha, and I’m not the kind of girl you bring home. But I’m the one he keeps coming back to.

Untuk kesekian kali Clarissa kesal pada mamanya yang ingin menjodohkan dia dengan anak temannya yang tergolong pengusaha sukses. Clarissa tidak mau menggubris karena melihat pernikahan mama dan papanya yang tidak bertahan dan membuat Clarissa menjadi anak broken home. Dia bertumbuh menjadi gadis yang arogan, mau menang sendiri, dan ingin selalu jadi pusat perhatian. Cinta datang dalam hidup Clarissa. Dia jatuh hati pada dosennya yang memang tampan dan baik, Pak Diaz. Merindukan kasih sayang, Clarissa memgejar dosen pujaannya itu. Sayang cinta bertepuk sebelah tangan, membuat Clarissa hidup tak terkendali. Adimasta, teman Clarissa, mencintainya dengan tulus. Kesabarannya akhirnya membuat Clarissa luluh, perlahan merubah hidupnya yang berantakan menjadi menyenangkan dan tahu arah.

Terkadang takdir yang kita jalani tidak selalu seperti apa yang kita harapkan. Takdir yang kita jalani pun— terkadang mempermainkan kita Takdir itu pula yang membawaku di titik saat ini Entah harus senang atau sedih, Aku bingung Aku mencintainya! Tidak— Aku sangat sangat mencintainya Ya! Apa Kau dengar itu Tuhan? Aku mencintainya! Namun, Sang Kuasa bertindak dengan seenaknya Apa ini yang Dia inginkan? Membuat semua berjalan tidak sesuai dengan alurnya Memporak-porandakan semua impian yang sudah dirancang bersama Apa ini jalan yang telah dipilih untuk hidupku? Apa Aku sanggup? Tanpanya— Aku Freya Amelia, terpikat oleh lelaki yang hebat, Kei Sagara. Aku tidak pernah menyangka takdir akan mempertemukanku dengannya. Seseorang yang aku idam-idamkan. Namun, baru kusadari. Benar kata orang, setiap manusia tidak ada yang sempurna. Kalian pikir seorang Kei Sagara sempurna? Ya kupikir begitu awalnya. Bersamanya selama 4 tahun ini membuatku seperti terjebak dalam lingkaran hidupnya. Dia memberiku kebahagiaan, namun kebahagiaan itu harus kubayar dengan kebebasanku. Seolah-olah dia menggenggam erat sayap-sayapku untuk terbang, mengikatku dalam istana yang ia ciptakan untukku. Rasa ingin keluar selalu terbesit namun aku tak mampu berlari menjauh dari tempatnya. Bertaruh dengan resiko aku kehilangan dirinya? Aku tidak bisa. Ya, sebesar itulah efek seorang Kei Sagara dalam hidupku. Lalu apakah aku akan terus bertahan? Entahlah.

What does heartbreak bring to you? Depression, rage, desire to either kill yourself or ruin the person who put you through so much? My heartbreak brought all these negative emotions to me, but I refused to admit defeat. He doesn't want me; fine by me. I don't want him to, either. In fact, the whole world's happiness is for me. I want to show him that I can be happy without you, and that's what I did. To my dismay, he came back crawling to me, asking me for his forgiveness and to accept him again. What should I do now? Should I let him enter my life again or move forward when I have everything that he is offering me now?

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

"I moaned, bringing my thighs wide, further. "Do you like it, Sienna?" I nodded like an idiot, forgetting the fact that he was my stepbrother. "I do like it, Soren." My breath caught in my chest as I felt warm juice spill through my punani, "I love it, Soren. Everything you do to me." ***** The confused, pleasure-hungry nerd who fell for her stepbrothers? That was me, Sienna Cruz. At first, I thought I'd be able to conquer the urge of wanting my stepbrothers but no, I fell more deeper—lost in the ocean of depravity and Sin. Simon is the calm one, we were close. He was soft hearted and I liked him. Whenever we talked, I would find myself staring at his bulge. His morning erection was damn beautiful. He would ask, "Sienna, are you okay?" I would nod, lying I was but deep down what I craved was every inch of him. All that wanted to break from my lips was "Bury your cock deep in my pussy. Break every wall of restriction." And Soren? He was the demon amongst the twin brothers. I thought I hated him until I found myself staring way too much at the photo mom forced us to take during summer. His Ocean Blue eyes pulled me in. The arrogant smirk on his face spelt more than it looked. He was way too charming. Who did I like more? Simon or Soren? I swear I do not know. Soren was a demon, yet I find myself crawling back to his bed and when Simon flashed that cute smile at me? It made me helpless. Soren's charm was more gripping. I fantasized a lot about his rod and all I wanted was for him to ruin me in the worst way ever.

"People are waiting for us downstairs." He whispered to me under his breath, "You will go down and play the happy fiancée." "N-no.." I sobbed, "Liam, please. I can't." "You can and you will." He stated firmly, "I am not your father so do think twice before going against my order." Forceful. Demanding. Arrogant. He is. Liam Alvaro Luciano is everything any living creatures fear, including me. My name is London Naomi Saint and this is a story about how 18-year-old me winded up with the world's most dangerous and ruthless mafia as a husband of mine.