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His darting eyes scanning her exposed skin like a predator ready to hunt. "I am here to help you as your therapist." Those caring mercury eyes looking for a single ray of hope. "Then help me to smudge your scarlet lips all over my C****" * Slow burn * Erotic * Dark romance * Mafia romance A story of lust, love, betrayal, and loyalty. Read the book in next chapter.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

I just smiled at her. “No, thank you. I much more love my profession at this moment.” “Oh! really? I can see that you’re an expert when it comes to love.” She grins meaningfully. “Stop that Chantal!” She rebutted without looking. She constantly flips the pages of the documents she’s holding. “How about making love in a soft foam with pillows and sheets,” Chantal said seductively. “I don’t think if I was allowed to answer that by profession.” This woman is witty as she portrays in her clothes which is already revealing her everything.

Her voice dripped with sarcasm when she saw Visha lying helplessly on the cold floor of the filthy dungeon. Author's note: Don't forget to check out my new books – The Devil's Obsession (A forbidden romance story) and The Alpha's Third Mistress. You wouldn't want to miss out!!! If you can't find them in my list of books, just use the search bar to search.

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

Fuck the medical code of conduct, fuck her snubbish parents who intends to marry her off to get richer and damn the consequences. As long as she's his, nothing matters. Note: I know what you're thinking - this sounds like dirty, filthy doctor-fantasy smut. And if you're thinking that, the good news is, you're entirely correct . This book is hot and heavy full of i***a-love and lust at it's finest, with a dominant alpha hero completely obsessed with breeding and claiming his untouched heroine. So I know the kind of scene you're about to read in this chapter you only see them in movies or in maybe a pork video. Well I decided to go all in today in writing about it

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Her heart wouldn't have been able to bear it. "I'm sorry about you mother, Cynthia. With Dane's help, she'll be back on her feet in no time." Raine said to her. Innocence. She radiated innocence. How a lesbian can practically give off innocence and purity vibes was above Cynthia. The woman probably doesn't know it but the way she was holding on to the doctor clearly shouted "Mine!" and "Off-limits!". The doctor wasn't lying. They have a complicated relationship. A twisted one. Cynthia got the message the woman wasn't even sure she's sending. The doctor is a pretty good man but heaven knows that it's not the first time she'd tried to stop loving Gabe and give her heart to another man. Heaven

she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Dominic responded by pulling Selene close, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. As the kiss deepened, Dominic's hands began to explore Selene's body, mapping out her curves and feeling the slickness of her skin. She responded by pressing her body against his, her hands tangling in his hair. The water continued to beat down on them, a symphony of passion and lust. Dominic's heart raced faster as he lifted Selene up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He pressed her against the shower wall, their bodies grinding together.