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After a moment that felt like forever in the wake of the deafening silence, well, maybe not so silent as Demarions boot can be heard stomping on the pristinely polished wooden floors. "They know she is back." Demarion said. Then he stopped moving for a second, then he murmured, 'Goddess, damn it. Where are you off to now?' And before he finished saying the last word, he was gone again from that room. Meanwhile, Aakifahlynn transformed into Adeline, found herself by a particular tavern, and got a table at the back with a clear view of the door. Raising her hand, she got a waiter's attention.....

Adeline responded wholeheartedly, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck as every touch of their lips overflowed with desire and boundless affection. "W–Wait Matthew… let me put my socks on first." Matthew chuckled and lay back, stacking two pillows behind his head. Adeline smiled as he reclined; she had teased him on purpose because she wanted to stir his senses. He stared at her with eyes reflecting intense depth and a trace of sadness. She knew what he was feeling; both of them could feel time slipping away and their remaining days rapidly dwindling. She didn't want to be hesitant tonight. She wanted to leave him with the memory of a woman who didn't just pass through his life, but lov

As a piece of classical music began to play from an old cd player, I went inside. Everything seemed to be from a fantasy. "It appears that he put extra effort into this room," I muttered as I sat in one of the chairs. As soon as I sat in the chair, Luca rang the bell on the table, and servants entered with silver platters. I felt like a queen at this moment. I started eating as soon as the food was placed on the table. The food was delicious. It tasted like nothing else on Earth and tasted like all the spices used in cooking. The spices combined sweet and salty flavors to create a savory combination that would make anyone drool if they had never eaten anything else. “Milady. I'm afraid I hav

My skirt had edged upwards, and I could feel his heat kissing my panties which was beginning to soak with my juice. "Just get away from me, Adam." My voice had grew to a silent plea. "But we still need that proof, May. Now spread those legs wider for me." He groaned, slipping out of his robe while cradling my hips with his hands. How his hands peeled my panties, I didn't know. But I felt his hungry fingers brushed the lips of my leaking pussy. "See how wet you are for me," he yanked my hair to look at him. "I hate you." I spat into his face.

“See? Basic stuff.” Blaine and Adelina were strolling through the garden and around the house that Wednesday afternoon. He had asked her to narrate what it was like when she was unconscious. Some of the patients he had treated explained sob and quite horrifying stories of their woeful experiences in the 'dark room'. While only a handful had peaceful moments. Adelina seemed to have experienced a little bit of both. "Is it odd that I want to go back to that place? I mean, sometimes I just miss that peace and quiet."

I answered and looked in the elevator mirror. I have a lot of scratches from that bitch Aileen! "Where did that come from?" Stan asked again. "I accidentally scratched my neck yesterday." My stupid answer. I held Stan's hand as he grabbed my neck. He shook his head and just leaned back. "I heard Delrama is back," Stan said. "Yup, I heard he is getting married," Theron said. Getting married to whom? "Oh? To whom?" Haidei asked. "Aileen Lopez," Theron replied.

Of course I didn't tell her how many times she did. Eva on the other hand would not stop crying and when she eventually did, she started screaming about how much she hated men which was quite funny, considering the fact that she just said she was heartbroken. Eventually they both fell asleep, after much tussle and hassle, I asked Hannah to change Adeline’s clothing. “What are you thinking about so much? Your girlfriend is siding with your demonic cousin.” Ric said, I raised my eyebrows “He’s not my boyfriend, Ric.” Adeline says while Denola snorted.

the redhead asked, laughing, mocking me. “Aurora De Luca, Mr. Giovanni D’Angelo’s previous right hand, and now Mr. Dante D’Angelo’s current secretary; therefore, I do suggest that you tone the bloody attitude down before I make you” I said, glaring at the woman before walking past her and entering the elevator. My heart hammered against my ribcage and running my fingers through my tied hair, I couldn’t help but frown at how tired I looked as I caught sight of my reflection through the mirror.

I slammed my mind walls shut, he clearly needed time to chill, and I needed the space to breathe. This was the torment I had been dealing with ever since I met Adeline in my literature class a week ago. Dax had been making my life a living hell with his relentless demands to mate and mark her. Heck, I couldn't even remember how many times he had forced me to run to her window under the cover of night, just to be close enough to inhale that intoxicating scent of hers. It was the only thing keeping him sane, that, and a brutal spar with some of the pack warriors.

He followed a second later, spilling inside me with a low groan. We collapsed together on the desk, breathing hard, sweat dripping down our wet bodies. I felt some liquid touch my cheek. When I looked up, I saw that Mr. Sinclair was now close to me, wet cream shooting from his cap. I brought my tongue out and his sloppy dick slid into my mouth. I licked his cap clean, swallowing his cum. When he was satisfied he stood back, tucking himself back into his slacks. "Well," he said with a chuckle. "That was certainly an interesting way to end the workday."