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“Admit it. All that control you hold in court makes you want to lose it somewhere private with me.” He grabbed my wrist pulling me flush against him in one smooth move. “You have no idea what you’re inviting Kayla.” His mouth crashed down on mine, as his free hand gripped my ass squeezing tight. I moaned into the kiss grinding against the hard bulge in his pants feeling how big and thick his cock was already straining for me. Harlan spun me around bending me over his desk, shoving my skirt up to my waist. He ripped my soaked panties down my legs and I heard him groan low when he saw how dripping wet my pussy was.

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He moans loudly right before he explodes into my mouth, pouring his cum down my throat. I pull away and swallow the whole thing, then I grip the steel arm of the chair to catch my breath. But he does not give me a minute to recover before throwing the diary at me. I catch it and look up at him, still on my knees with his hard cock bouncing on my face with cum still leaking out of it. "Read the next one." My eyes widen, but there is no pity on his face. If anything, he looks like the devil looming over me like that, ready to take me down the path of losing my soul. Perhaps I have awoken the devil himself.

Roman walked over to his massive, expensive leather armchair. Without breaking eye contact with Liam, he sat down, grabbed Mila by the waist, and drew her straight down to sit on his lap. He placed her perfectly, her thighs parting as she sat right against his hard cock through his trousers. Mila gasped softly at the intense contact, her hands resting on Roman's broad shoulders for balance. Liam's chest heaved. "Mila... What is this? Who is this guy?" Roman didn't give her a chance to answer. He reached into his suit jacket, pulled out a sleek, pre-signed corporate checkbook, and a heavy gold fountain pen.

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It’s an old leather-bound book, with a red leather cover and a gold emblem on the front, she turns it to read the spine, “The Parrot and the Hunter. Is this a children’s book or a weird shifter romance novel?” Morpheus laughs, and she sits down and opens it, “Ah, romance novel.” She taps it thoughtfully, “No pictures.” She smiles as Sol flushes and she curls up on the sofa to read, she flips through, “Oh, my apologies, there are pictures.” Sol groans as she takes in the etching of two people clearly fucking each other senseless. “Informative pictures.” Morpheus laughs hard,

“And the little guy too.” ***** The Frenchman had to be the sexiest male on the planet, but it had been evident from the haughty expression in his flashing blue eyes that patience wasn’t one of his strong points. The nurse disappeared before Harley could question her further. The world had gone mad, Harley decided as she ran a shaky hand through her hair. ‘De Roquefort’? That name conjured up a face from the past that she had spent the past two years desperately trying to forget. Hearing it again caused a peculiar cramping sensation in the pit of her stomach.