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I don’t know why it’s like a magnet, pulling me towards her. “I love you,I love you” I chanted,easing myself into her as she screamed,I began to thrust in and out of her as thunder rumbled outside…….. immediately the rain began to pour heavily. I know I’ve offended the elders I know there’ll be trouble on the morrow but I don’t care, I’ll face the consequences. .. .. 💕Lady Miranda’s POV 💕 .. .. “Something is definitely wrong,I sense it,I can feel it…… The King has offended the elders and there’ll be trouble, I placed the black stones on the floor as his pets face appeared.

The emptiness only made me crave him more. I should have felt disgusted, but I didn’t. Instead, I found myself craving his dominance. BDSM or not, I just wanted to forget Lee completely.I wanted something new, something beyond the missionary position and riding him the same old way.

We were alone in the dark, surrounded by the grey wall of the storm. Dominic didn't wait. He walked up behind me and pulled the silk robe off my shoulders. It fell to the floor like a ghost. He pressed his hot, hard body against my back. The contrast between the cold wind and his burning skin made me let out a long, shaky moan. "Do you hear that, Bella?" he hissed into my ear, his teeth grazing my lobe. "The rain is our cover. Out here, there are no rules. No teachers. No business partners. Just a man and a woman in the dark."

ISAAC Katya thinks she's so clever. She wore black down the aisle, convinced it would rattle me, invite gasps, sidelong glances, maybe even a muttered curse. It works, though not for the reason she expects. The instant I caught sight of her, lips painted blood-red, eyes blazing, that sinful dress skimming her perfectly shaped body, I know I could stare at her forever. She's absolutely breathtaking, and more than that, she's mine. In a few minutes she'll belong to me for the rest of our lives. I plan to see her in and, better yet, outof a thousand scandalous dresses.

Tiffany scoffed so hard she almost choked. "If I was Deja? Oh baby, I'm haunting EVERYBODY. Ren wake up in cold sweats hearing 'you ain't sh*t' in the middle of the night. Dominique can't look in a mirror without seeing me standing behind her like 'still a homewrecker, huh?'" She flopped back down on the couch, shaking her head, completely disgusted. "And the author really sat there and wrote this like this was romantic or something? Girl this not tragic romance. This is character assassination."

She flipped him the finger as she continued to walk away, hips swinging, her purple nail polish glinting in the bright light. "I fucking love you, woman!" She laughed and looking back over her shoulder, blew him a kiss. "I love you too, fighter man." END OF BOOK TWO

I stared at the book written in Bold black and white font with the title: A New Pet for the Mafia King By Author Liy Lah. I frowned, my fingers tracing over the letters as my mind turned over the words. Why the hell did Damien have this? Of all the books and genres to have, this was the last I expected to find in his meticulously arranged library. A mafia romance? Really? I flipped it open, scanning the first few quotes lines beginning each chapter. "She was nothing but a lost soul when he found her. Her caged soul was too desperate for freedom but too tangled in the chains he had placed around her.

A tension, a heat, a pull that didn’t make sense. And for one reckless, fleeting second, I had wondered—had let myself believe—that maybe I wasn’t imagining it. But I was. I had to be. Because Damian Blackwood already had a woman. A woman who fit perfectly into his world. A woman who wasn’t me. I swallowed the tight knot of emotions in my chest, forcing my breath to slow. This had to stop. I had to stop. No more stolen glances. No more lingering thoughts. No more fantasizing about something that would never be mine.

Her body started to tremble again which didn't go unnoticed by him. Damon: Open your eyes princess. She slowly unfolded her orbs and instantly they got lost in the eyes of each other. Damon: Relax love. I will never hurt you. Never. He whispered with so much love that Luciana couldn't help but get mesmerized in his eyes. His dark gaze wasn't giving any sense of lust instead they were only shinning with desire and love. Damon: I love you, Princess. With that, a scream ripped out of her throat when he slammed himself in her with one hard thrust. Her virginity got ripped and the blood ooze out of her womanhood.

I devoured hungrily, caressing the other with my hand. I attempted to move slowly, but my little man had other ideas, and I was resisting that too. We were locked in a battle of desire. But as passion took over, I abruptly halted, trying to change the course of events. However, she swiftly seized me and clung to me, taking my hands and guiding them where she desired. It was like a waterfall, or perhaps an ocean. I can’t quite put it into words. She was unapologetically wet! Without a hint of remorse.