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the smartly dressed female on the other end said after a couple seconds of tense silence, “I’m sorry to inform that umm, your book doesn’t match our standards.” Those words hit like a jackhammer, and for the first time in a long time, he was too stunned to speak. “Sorry?” he got a little closer to the mic and system likewise. “Ma’am, these are 67 chapters I put my heart, soul, effort and time into and you’re really gonna tell me that—” “I’m sorry Marcus. But you’re a young writer so I’m sure you’ll bounce back in no time.” “Oh. Okay. I think I get it now. Is this because it’s not about werewolves and that shitty vamp—”

A gulped in a lungful of air, feeling myself out of breath, just by looking at the troubled pair of eyes that were staring right through my soul. ——— Hello, My Sugars! Let’s have a little talk about this book. Please do not skip! Warning : This book is extremely dark. - Don't read further if you cannot handle abuse and violence. It is strictly 18+, I would prefer 21+ for some chapters. - This is NOT a romance book. Its for people who enjoy pushing their limits. This book will contain abuse, violence, dark manipulation, sexual assault, etc. - There would be detailed graphic scenes of abuse, sexual assault and other highly disturbing scenes.

“Sir… isn’t that risky? What if I lose my life? I’m still young, not old enough for something like that…” He tilted his head, confusion flickering in his eyes. “Huh? And what does that mean?” “Sir, I’m just 19,” I admitted, biting my lip. He scoffed, stepping back with a chuckle that didn’t reach his eyes. “19? Who the fuck even employs an underage in my company? Why do you look older? I thought you were like 24 or something.” “No… not at all, sir.”

Mr Conner really cares for her. And yes.. He brought his super hot son along with him and I can't stop thinking about him since then, his whole presence just got me aroused without even doing much. He makes me wet from the way he looks at me. I'm 21 and he's just four years older than I am,no long age gap. We could have one night ….. Ohhhh goodness the last time I saw Dave was at mum's court marriage. I wonder how sexy he is right now. Ohhh shot..

WRONG NEIGHBOR TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "MIA'S POV" I was having a full-blown existential crisis at 11:47 PM.

Disclaimer This work of fiction contains explicit sexual themes, mature language, and adult situations intended for readers aged 18 and above. All characters depicted are consenting adults, and the events portrayed are entirely fictional. This story includes sensitive subject matter involving religious settings and authority figures, which may be considered provocative or offensive by some readers. It is not intended to reflect or represent real individuals, institutions, or beliefs, but rather to explore fictional scenarios for entertainment purposes only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. •••

I winked and clinked our drinks before she continues the work on her laptop and I was back to reading Brice Durant's newest book. I was resting back on the sofa and sipping my drink slowly while my mind was deep into his book. I was biting my lip, reading in anticipation of what's to come as the suspense build. Then I was curling my toes when the sexy scenes were described explicitly for my virgin corrupt mind. "You're reading the nasties aren't you?" "What? no, how could you tell? even if I am, so what? I'm twenty-three, I'm old enough for these kinds of books."

“I’m not a man that waited, Amelia. I’m much older than you. I have a child your age.” “I know that,” I nod, gripping at his strong arms. “That doesn’t bother me.” “But I’ve known since the day you turned eighteen, I wanted you to be mine.” His hand migrates down my body, brushing his fingers through my red bush. “You are beautiful. I’m insane for wanting you. I’m too old for you.” “No,” I lock one leg over his waist and pull him closer. “You are just what I want.” A smug smile plays on his beautiful plump lips, the same lips I wish would kiss me already, but he hovers over them again, grabbing ahold of the vibrator still locked between my legs and turns it back on.

I can already see his face lighting up and his strong arms pulling me into a hug before tumbling into the bed and making up for lost time. My heart's racing with that giddy excitement like we are newlyweds again. I kicked off my heels and grabbed my Keychain with the little heart he gave me years ago while I tiptoed toward the bedroom with a smile on my face. But then I heard low muffled voices which I knew it was not the TV? My steps falter while my stomach twisted a little. “Maybe he's watching something? Yeah that must be it” I muttered “Or he's probably lonely without me blowing off steam such a naughty man.”