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Max’s love, his desire to be with me, wasn’t about duty, obligation, or contract—it was about him wanting me. I took a deep breath, steadying myself before I spoke. “I—I feel it too,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I feel the bond. And I... I agree. I want to forget about the wedding contract. I want to be with you, Max. As your partner. Not as someone you’re forced to marry.” Max’s eyes lit up with something fierce and joyful. Without another word, he reached out, taking my hand in his, gently kissing it as though he were offering me something precious. The gesture, so tender and sincere, made my heart flutter.

“But I’d rather be broken with you than safe without you.” Her breath caught. For a moment, the world outside didn’t exist.Then my phone buzzed again. Another message. Unknown number. I opened it. A single attachment. A document. Stamped and dated from years ago. Fraud. Embezzlement. Signed. By me. Except I had never seen it before. And beneath it, one sentence: Next time, we won’t miss.

For five years, she'd been in a secret relationship with her best friend's little brother. Always with plenty of spending money on hand, he'd taken her to all sorts of places, where they'd done all sorts of things together. Stacy Rivers couldn't even go to the restroom without getting cornered by him against the washbasin, the young man's arms encircled around her slender waist. Stacy's eyes swam. "Joseph, not so rough…" Joseph Dorne chuckled lightly, then leaned down and took one earlobe between his teeth, as he taunted her. "Is this too much for you, already? We're only just getting started, you know…"

“You still don’t get who’s‍ in c⁠harge, do you, sweetheart” I ope‌ned the folder, the pages heavy in my lap. Clauses printed in sharp black ink: mut‌ual ben⁠efit, public a‌ppe‍arances, same reside‍nces. My eyes c‍aught one bold, underlined line: no sexual or‌ romantic contact. F‍irst to‌ break‍ it pays a‌ $5,000 penalty. A breathy laug‌h escaped‌ me, surprising even myself. “This part is… something.”

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?

"I was talking about that one! Room 143!" "Room 143?" I looked at him again and he looked so pissed. "What does it have to do with us when we are at the abandoned building?" He sighed heavily before pushing me off the bed. "Go. I can't talk to you anymore. You're so slow." As soon as he said that, I finally and miraculously figured out what he wanted to say. He's using the number 143 as a way to say I LOVE YOU since I am 1 letter, Love consists of 4 letters, and You consists of 3 letters.

Alexis," I replied in a recent moment. Ryan reached out and grabbed my hand. His hand was so cold, not like any boy I knew before. Ryan had been looking at me for such a long time that I felt weird. But when I frowned to ask him, he suddenly smiled and didn't take anything into consideration. "You must be some kind of international student?" "Yes... so?" Ryan lifted an eyebrow, his face was excited: "It's great getting to know an international student like you, and also a very cute girl." "This is Scarlee." Ryan pointed to the curly blonde and introduced more people behind him. "Amber." The girl standing behind Ryan had short sepia hair. She nodded her head at me.

In my ears, he spoke softly: "This is not the father's will, and you know that." He let go of his arms around me and smiled. "You can end this war, sister. The Alpha of the lycanthrope has promised to withdraw his forces and leave us alone if we give you to him. It hurts us dearly, sister, but it is out of our hands now. You will be honoured for your bravery for ages to come, and generations will tell your story. "

Raul began to play, "I once told myself that you're worth more than you appear, But I don't know why my heart won't stop hurting." He began singing. "You can leave if that's what you really want." "So, if you ever get tired of seeing me alone, Maybe I'm wrong." "And you know I can do this For I've known you longer than anyone else. All that I need from you is to say "yes". I want you to take this chance." He continued to sing and everyone clapped. Some girls even stood up, cheering for the young man.

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