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Sara asked, eyes wide. I only grew more irritated. The two of them were so amazed by the girl and Alaric. They kept saying how good they looked together and how beautiful their future children would be. I did not like hearing them agree that those two were perfect for each other. So Analise is not the girlfriend, it is this woman? Damn him! I hope you die. I could not contain my anger, so Sara and Lina both turned to me when I suddenly shoved my tumbler. It hit the floor and clattered loudly.

And the secrets Adrian left behind were punishable. “Tatiana, let’s go,” Sasha repeated. Another shuddering breath filled my lungs. Black suits slowly drifted away, taking their black hearts with them. The sea of underworld men came to pay respects. Russian. Italian. American. Canadian. Colombian. A sea of black, which I’d always been a part of. No matter how much my brothers sheltered me. My eyes flickered to my brother, seeing him through the fog of grief. It felt like I wasn’t really here. But then I was.

Their faces were inches apart, eyes locked in pure hatred and raw, possessive lust. “You’re mine to hate-fuck,” he snarled against her lips before kissing her brutally. “And I’m going to remind you all night.” He kept his promise—railing her through orgasm after orgasm until her voice was hoarse and the only name she could remember was his. By the time the sun rose, the battlefield had only one victor tonight. But the war between them was far from over.

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, but the moment his thick cock pushed inside me in one long, slow stroke, pleasure overrode the ache.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

****** Chapter 1 Velvet Obsession Ledger¥ She was sleeping again. Amarissa Elric lay sprawled across her queen-sized bed, completely unaware of the monster standing in the shadows of her bedroom. The city lights outside her window painted soft silver patterns across her skin. Her dark hair spilled across the white pillow like red grease. The thin black tank top had ridden up during the night, exposing the smooth underside of her full breasts. Her black lace panties stuck to her, slightly askew, the fabric damp between her thighs.