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At the pack grounds, the celebration was in full swing. Crystal towers of champagne shimmered under the chandeliers, and every face in the crowd beamed with celebratory joy. Dressed in a finely tailored suit, Draco stood beside Nanette, who held onto his arm, and looked every bit the proud Alpha. "I, Draco Pierce, swear upon my wolf soul that from this day forth, Nanette Chase shall be my only mate and Luna. "I will share with her my strength, my honor, and my life. She is my beloved, eternal, and sole."

My laptop history was a testament to it—the endless tabs of dark erotica, the niche p**n sites, the stories that pushed boundaries most people wouldn’t even consider. Liam, bless his vanilla heart, had never understood it. He’d barely understood a missionary position on a Tuesday night. But Draco… Draco understood. He didn’t just understand; he fed it. He was a walking, breathing manifestation of every dark fantasy I’d ever scrolled through. And now he was my professor. The thought should have sent me running for the hills, transferring departments, changing my major. Instead, it made my clit twitch. My body, always so quick to betray me, was already anticipating the next encounter. The next

Taylor insisted. "I don't give a fuck. You do something stupid, they suffer." He replied. It was then that Taylor knew just how ruthless Duncan was. In fact, Drago Pack as a whole was ruthless. They were known to slaughter their enemies and leave their corpses exposed for all to see and learn that they were not to be messed with. Taylor's heart sank. There was no way out of this. She didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of getting that amount of money in her lifetime. Even if she could, she would be old and worn out by then. How would she be able to find her mate?

Draco’s smile almost made my heart skip a beat as he leaned down to once again place his face closer to mine, his hands on either side of my head. “That’s right…I am a sadist. There will be no escape for you, Regina. You belong to me now; heart, body and soul. Mine to do with as I please.” Draco’s eyes were ablaze with desire as he looked into my eyes, his shocking blue eyes holding me mesmerized for a second. I smirked in the face of death. “Good luck with that.” “Another empty challenge?” Draco laughed. “Do you really think you can get away from me that easily? You should know that I never lose and I always get what I want.”

His hand grabbed her waist bare inches from his c*ck. His f*ngers tangle in her hair as his warm breath filled her neck. “ Drake..” Rosa moans, as his massive c*ck fills her p*ssy. “ F*ck!!!” — When a late-night plumbing disaster destroys Rosa’s apartment, she has nowhere to go except her best friend Chloe's house. Unfortunately, her twin brother Drake is home. He's RavenBrook's dangerously attractive hockey captain, a notorious playboy, a chronic womanizer and the last man she should ever want. But before Rosa can unpack, Drake gives her three rules: Stay out of my room. Don't touch me. And never break the third rule.

All the information I've gotten so far was just hearsay, none of them has experience something like this so the books might just be explaining some sort of theory. I can't abandon my mate for something that haven't even been proven yet. The more I get closer to the menacing growl reverberating in the air, the louder and harder my heart banged in my chest. I was treading dangerous waters, but never will I ever leave Drayce alone just because of who he is or what some old book written by ancient people say. He's my mate and I love him.thats all I know. The weather was rather chilly tonight, but with all this running, I felt sweaty and warm.

When he unlocks my cell and strides in, his shadow drops down on me as his average figure stands in my front, yet I refuse to look at him. I try as much as I can to avoid eye contact because either his countenance disgusts me or my face will suffer the fate if he lands a deafening strike across it. “I still would like to know if you loved the little session, though,” Owen mutters as he crouches in front of me. He is psychic; has this rare ability to get into your head and project scenarios. It is one feature that makes him different, and exceptionally cruel. I murmur behind my teeth, “You have broken me enough. Have you not had your fill?”

“They will die if that bubble breaks. They will fall into that inferno.” “Yes, but it won’t happen.” “You have a plan, then?” Cecilia asks. “Of course, you do. You always do.” “I don’t this time,” I am honest with her. “Xena, Xena, Xena. The name that has been on my lips for years,” Draco says before letting out his evil laughter. “Oh, it is just you, Draco. The one-legged witch. You must have PTSD. How is the wound?” “Shut up!”

He paused, his eyes rolling back as he closed them. “You’re soaked.” I was, but that didn’t mean I was going to admit defeat. “If you think eating me out is going to make me cry, you’re crazier than Azrael.” Azrael tutted, “Rude, so very rude.” “I think she needs that smart mouth of hers stuffed.” Orion hummed against my clit. Draco freed himself from his pants and my mouth went dry at the sight of his thick cock, the head so swollen it was nearly purple. He tapped it against my lips, and Azrael chuckled as I clamped them shut.

He's been abusing her and now wants to do it again right here in the car park with me and some strangers who might be passing by at the moment as his audience. * * AUTHOR'S NOTE I don't usually write dark theme books, 'Sold To The Rouge King' will be my first. The theme is necessary, given the context of the story. So before you read 'Sold To The Rogue King', bear in mind that Draco is a psycho. He is a hybrid so he's meant to be dangerous and cruel. Some of the things he will do might be triggering to some readers so consider this a fear warning ahead. I totally detest weak female leads. Just like Ash, Victoria will NOT be a weakling. Draco will surely meet his match in her.