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he stopped doing a neck slit motion with his hand " or much worse insane." "Shut the fuck up!" I growled. " I haven't given up hope yet" "Oh, well, I wish you luck. Be careful though, they say Malcolm is deadly. The reincarnate of the devil. Even your first order witch girlfriend is no match for him." First order? What did he mean by that? Mollie was still a second order. " First order? Mollie? " "Ohh, you haven't heard." "No. And Mollie is not my girlfriend."

But relaxation wasn't what I had in mind. I stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, running my fingers along the spines of the books until I found what I was looking for. The worn leather-bound volume felt heavy in my hands as I carried it over to the coffee table and opened it to the marked page. The intricate illustrations of whips, chains, and other BDSM paraphernalia made my pulse quicken with anticipation.

Everything stilled around Talia. The young woman closed the book as she repeated those final words. There's wasn't even a fraction of her brain that could process anything but an overwhelming itch that had got a hold on her entire body. Her hands twitched helplessly by her side, the urge to throw herself in Lukas arms intensifying.

The fantasy flooded my mind as Blake bending me over the kitchen island as he thrust me so deep. “Tell me you need this harder than Jim ever gave you.” Blake growled while I moaned. “Yes daddy, fuck me like he never could and make me yours.” “This is revenge, Kate, pure and simple. But what if you like it too much? What if Blake's touch rewires you and makes Jim's betrayal feel like a gift?.” my mind kept telling me. I feel myself dripping again under my skirt as I clenched my jaw forcing focus. No, this is about control. I plan the timing while I text Blake to come in the morning just like any casual day.

Now they were on the run because no doubt, Dominic will come for them soon to avenge the death of his father. Alpha Draco buried his face in his palms. "I never planned for all this to happen, Matilda. We were supposed to lure him into marrying you, kill him and his mother and take over the pack. How did everything go wrong?" he couldn't believe the plan he had plotted for more than twenty years crashed as soon as he reached the peak. Matilda seethed. "Bloody Selene! Bloody moon goddess!" she yelled. If Selene hadn't revealed herself as the moon goddess and caused all these rubbish, she would have had Dominic in her palms.

I didn't want to believe that Gio would do this to me, purposely leave me here after I had been kidnapped but when it came to men like my brother you never really knew. “Fuck you.” The childish words left my mouth before I could stop them. Dante glanced upwards, "Would love that Aria. I get hard just thinking about it. How about we do here in front of the old man-” I cut him off with a snarl. “You are disgusting Dante. Nothing but a pig and-” His eyes never left my face. “I cant be that disgusting Aria, because you're dripping for me aren't you.” Leaning forward, he ran his eyes over my body. “Is your sweet little pussy wet for me?”

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I swallowed hard, my face burning. I grabbed my glass and downed the last drops in one gulp, the fizz burning its way down. I slammed it on the nightstand, the clink echoing in the tense silence. “What the fuck are you on about?” I snapped, yanking my chin free but not moving away. My voice was breathy, my entire body buzzing. Damian set his own drink aside, half-full. “This.” He yanked open the nightstand drawer and fished out that cursed book: The Devil’s Little Bane.

“Do not worry. April will be taken care of. You did good, baby brother. Maybe saved the world last night. Happiness should be easy now.” His finger lifts again. “Go on. Press the button. Let us watch the fire together. Like old times.” The answer comes steady. “You do it. Killing ends here.” A shrug. No argument. The button is tapped. Smoke floods the screen almost instantly. Flames roar up, bright and hungry. Bodies vanish behind heat and fire. Turning away feels impossible. “I have a pathologist ready,” Abel says softly. “He will swear that body down there is yours. The chopped pieces, I mean. Diego becomes Diablo. You walk free. Poetic.”

She has to live with me either she wants to or not but she has to. Ken stared at him in disbelief but Damon's eyes were fixed on Luciana as he was staring at her with his psychotic gaze which was clearly stating a promise. Promise to cage her because this time Damon wasn't in a rage of revenge but he was like a burning lava in hell. Hell of his love for her. When an obsession turns into a madness then there left nothing except a man with black heart. ________________________________________