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… Author Tina Nwuba: “This is a dark romance book, readers. So, expect the worst to happen. I hope you have your cups of popcorn and are seated for the next actions! <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>”.

I couldn't believe there was even an open section where beautiful, skinny girls danced and swayed their hips while they'd no clothes on. Yes, you heard me right. They'd no clothes on. Not even a single tiny G-string or bra. They were completely naked like someone who's about to take her bath. They felt no shame… of course, they were smiling and dancing while the rich men sprayed them dollars like it was nothing. I had never stepped into anything like this in my life. We passed the main floor, then took a private stairway upward—away from the chaos, away from the music, into a quieter, colder world.

, he notifies me before taking his leave and I sigh deeply. Nicolas takes me to our room as I find it hard to even look in anyone’s eyes, my head is buzzing with all the events encountered today, and I beg for sleep. But I feel I can’t even sleep because my boss, the so-called owner of mine, must be home soon. “Why is it so dark and lifeless?”, the man whom I knew as a lively person had his room painted in black and grey. Even in the daylight it could easily feel dark if the lights are not on or curtains are off.

Still, everything he was saying unnerved and excited every fiber of my being in the same instant. I knew it was foolish. I also knew I couldn’t possibly take another round, yet here I was, winding my body with his, begging without words for him to keep going. Until this moment, I’d chalked up the romance novels I read to fantasy. Ludicrous notions of perfection that no one could achieve outside their dreams. There’s always something. A cough, a fart, even hair in the worst possible place—something jarring the all-consuming sensations back to realism. But this? This wasn’t that. He wasn’t that.

“But the blackmailer is real. We need to deal with that later.” I moaned softly into his kiss, legs spreading for him. “Right now… just fuck me quick before they come looking.” He spun me around, bent me over the counter, and thrust in deep in one stroke. “Take it quietly,” he whispered, pounding into me hard. “Brady and Sophia are still here.” I pushed back against him, moaning low. “Harder, Alexander. I need you.” He railed me fast, one hand over my mouth, the other rubbing my clit. “This pussy is mine. Not Brady’s. Not anyone’s.”

Here goes nothing… “Miranda, I choose you to be my best friend, partner and my one true love. My promise to you is simple: my love for you will endure until the end of time because with you I am free to make mistakes without judgment. I’m free to learn and to grow in a rich and safe environment. I am free to laugh, and cry, and even rage when I need to. I can give and receive without debt or expectation. I am free to be myself to the fullest extent. With you, Miranda, I am finally free.” The End

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

HELEN’S POV “God… I’m so close,” she gasped, her voice trembling as her hips rolled against me in desperate rhythm. Her nails dug into my shoulders while her body quivered with every thrust. “Careful, Helen,” I whispered against her ear, gripping her waist tighter. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” The chair creaked beneath us as I guided her hip against my cock, her soft cries echoing through the empty church. Her head fell back, exposing the delicate line of her throat while heat rushed across her flushed skin.

The willing prey. She backed towards the bed as he suddenly lunged for her, his eyes narrowed and hard. Suddenly she was on her back on the bed. Strong arms grabbed her ankles and forced her legs apart. She closed her eyes as she felt his breath on her; a cool contrast to the churning heat within her. And then his tongue was in her, his warm, moist, prodding tongue plunging into her cleft. She gasped as it opened her, arousing her further. Preparing her. She opened her thighs further, letting him cover her sex with his mouth as his tongue continued its penetration of her damp, eager furrow. She moaned his name repeatedly. His name meant black. His head, nuzzling at the apex of her desire, wa