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As I perused the books, I could feel Aidan’s gaze on me. The shop, much like the one downstairs, boasted an impressive selection. These were books to be enjoyed in the coffee lounge, not purchased or taken home. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached the romance novel section. So, Well Thumbed had these too. I wondered if they had hidden gems, perhaps something I hadn’t read or that Uncle Alex’s book club, Bound To Please, hadn’t discovered yet.

Soon sleep came over my body and I fell in it but what astonished me was I never thought that I will ever hold someone in my arms or will ever get this much peaceful sleep. Author Pov. Damon always wanted to get married but in his life love. Affection or romance these kinds of emotions never came. He not even for once thought of falling for someone. Because for him love is useless. It's not like he has some past terrible issues but instead, he had seen relationships crumbling up like it's nothing but a mare lust. He wanted a wife not to have an affectionate relationship or romantic love story no he only wanted a woman to have an heir. And he was sure that women will never ask him for somethi

"Yes. Hi. You're Edward?" "That's me. Owner, manager, and occasionally the guy who fixes the broken coffee maker." He shook my hand. "Thanks for coming in. Want to take a walk around while we talk?" "Sure." He led me through the store, pointing out sections. "We're organized pretty traditionally. Fiction, non-fiction, young adult, children's. But we also have some specialty sections based on what sells well here." We turned a corner and I stopped. An entire wall dedicated to romance. And not just any romance—dark romance, enemies-to-lovers, mafia romance, arranged marriage, all the subgenres I devoured in private.

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

he said. "Thank you," I said wondering why he was being so nice to her. He's nice to other workers too but he's nicer to her. I searched the collection of books for the one I'll read. Just so sad Damian adores mystery novels. I don't enjoy them. "Here, I bought you some romantic novels," he said behind me. "Huh?" I said turning in the process. My hands flew to my mouth when I saw the novels on the table. Not one, not two, nor three but more than dozens which I couldn't even count by just standing here, and it looks like they were all written by my favorite author.

"You didn't like it?" "I loved it. You have a natural talent. But you'll go broke. Even more than you are now. You owe me $4000." "Wait a minute--" "Five orgasms at $200 each. It adds up." "Four. I only came four times." "Really? Okay, I'll give you a volume discount. Four. But you're still way underwater." "No, the blow job--" She turned her head to look at my shaft, which put those strawberry doors to paradise in direct contact with the base, basically kissing my balls. "Oh, right."

The lodge doors burst open, letting out a wave of warmth, laughter—and her. Sebastian froze. She walked out like she owned the snow beneath her boots. Long dark hair spilled from a wool hat, her coat cinched at the waist, confidence in every step. She was beautiful in a way that felt intentional. Dangerous. Her eyes scanned the area sharply, calculating exits. Sebastian’s hand twitched toward a gun that wasn’t there. Because he knew her. Nyra Valen. Mafia queen. Strategist. His biggest rival. And apparently… a Christmas tourist.

As I pushed my fingers in, I promised to myself that this night won’t end without sleeping with him. I am touching myself and trying to remember how Vin stared at me last night, and then I reached my peak when his smirk and lip bite flashed on my mind. When I’m finished touching my self. I immediately went out and trying to find Zilo the owner of this club. Why am I seeing hot guys around? Well I guess this party isn't bad at all. I am glad that i come here. "Hey" someone approached me. "Uhmm, Hi" "Hi, I'm Dexter. I approached you ' coz I saw you walking and you're not partying so I guess that we could chitchat a little you know?"

He had visited the shop a few times in a month and work a few times too at the shop and he didn't want to attract any attention, especially from the enemy. The business is just a cover for them to hide from the enemy and to prevent from attracting so much attention all around them. They keep the working professional but that's not how it works with everybody. Especially not with The Martini's. Enough about them. Dominic turns his head to cast a gaze at his friend. "What do you need my help for?" his voice is loud and clear for his friend and Vincenzo's eyes widen at the question asked. Dominic's eyes gleamed in amusement looking at his friend's expression at the sudden realization.

No, this was the rush I lived for. I uncrossed my legs slowly, letting my short skirt ride up my thighs a bit as I sat forward, my full breasts pressing against my blouse. My nipples were already hard, rubbing against the lace of my bra. I smiled at him, bold as ever. “Because it’s exactly that, Dr. Black. The character isn’t surrendering out of love. She’s wet for the control, the way he pins her down with words and authority before he even touches her. It’s raw. It’s filthy. And pretending it’s just intellectual is bullshit. Don’t you think?”