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He replied and that guy caught on pretty quickly. "Oh so the girl you asked me to look for is her?" He asked as he connected all the dots. Troy nodded and looked at him waiting for an update on the task that was given to him. "I'm sorry, I found no updates on her." He said and Troy sighed but a part of him was expecting that. "Was she also a criminal?" The guy asked in a nervous tone. Troy's face lit up as he heard that question. "Yeah she was, one of the most dangerous ones." He said as he smiled cunningly as he remembered the things about the love of his life.

There was something dangerous about this man, though I couldn't put my finger on what it was. "What's up?" Bianca asked elbowing me at the side, breaking my train of thought. I turned to her, giving a small smile. "Nothing much. Just having fun." "Are you sure?" she asked. "You were dancing like a goddess! If I didn't know any better, I'd have thought you were the goddess Aphrodite herself!" She said it with such wide-eyed wonder, like a child gazing upon a star. "What if I was?"

—and there he is, smiling again, damn him—"And I know you are attracted to me or you would not worry about me so much, so you need to know what you are getting into before we go any further." "Angel, I also have many things to tell you, and believe me, I do not care if he was in your life before; that does not mean you belong to him." "Tell me those things. I would like to know what you guys were talking about earlier." "Later, angel." And then, the hand that was caressing my neck moves to caress my lips. I feel it is impossible to resist; my eyes start to close, and suddenly his fingers are replaced by his mouth. And this is the reason why I knew I had to resist him: he is completely danger

Not rough but firm enough to pull her against my body until I was invading every inch of her personal space. Her eyes widened as she thrashed against my hands, trying to pull away, but I didn't let go. “Let go of me, Liam.” “You don't get to walk away from this. And you definitely don't get to call it a mistake, baby girl.” “Don’t you ever call me that!” She spat, her eyes ablaze but that was the fascinating thing about this beautiful woman. She was even more stunning when she’s angry, more dangerous and it drove me crazy.

My hand was slick and hot now, aching with the effort. Finally, during the film's climax, hidden by the burst of noise from the crowd in the theater, Rex ducked his head into my clothes and began devouring my chest. Then, with a muffled groan, he shuddered and spilled everything into my hand.

“He’s not just some monster. I think… I think he’s lonely.” I turned to face her fully, my free hand coming up to cup her cheek. Her skin was warm, and for a second, I let myself just breathe her in. “Angel,” I said, trying not to sound gruff, “lonely or not, he’s dangerous. Don’t let him get in your head.” Her eyes searched mine, those deep blues that always saw right through me. “I know,” she murmured. “I just can’t help but feel for the guy.”

“How comforting.” His expression didn't change. “It isn't supposed to be.” The honesty of that landed harder than reassurance would've. I looked back toward the windows again as rain blurred the city into gray streaks beyond the glass. “What are the actual dangers?” I asked quietly. This time Dante took slightly longer to answer. “Victor is dangerous when cornered,” he said. “Adrian is dangerous when underestimated.” “And Hannah?” At that, something colder entered his expression. “Hannah is desperate.”

But this time, I am choosing the only person I should choose, Elliot. I look at Angel, and his eyes meet mine. “I am sorry if I hurt you. I never meant to scare you, but Hazel, I missed you, and I love you, and I need you to understand that you are in danger here. You need to get out of here”, Angel says, and I kneel in front of him. My face was right in front of his, and his eyes locked on mine.

“Yes, Daddy.” The city lights twinkled outside the window. Angel knew this was dangerous. He was powerful, controlling, and she was falling deeper every second. But the passion between them burned too hot to stop. She closed her eyes, feeling his cum still leaking from her pussy, and smiled. She couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

Antonio removed his tie and then he sat down on the couch,his legs crossed in a masculine manner, face buried in his phone. Angela stood there unsure what to say and not provoke him. She had to be careful as far as concerned,this spoiled brat isn't just an arrogant playboy as the world describes him or that Angel and the most handsome actor to the fan girls, he is more dangerous and more difficult. She sighed heavily after thinking about it. First she is yet to believe that she is actually in this mess,secondly..she can't wait to get out of this hell after the contract's over.