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The truth of his obsession, the depth of it—it terrified me, but there was something else, something sickeningly intoxicating about it too. The way he needed me, wanted me like this. His intensity, his raw hunger—it was overwhelming, consuming. “I tried to control it,” Viktor muttered, his fingers digging into my skin, pulling me closer as if he couldn’t get enough. “I thought I could, but it’s too much. It’s always been too much.” His lips crashed down on mine again, hard, desperate, like he was trying to drown the confession in the heat of our kiss. His kiss wasn’t tender this time.

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

The same intense passion burned within him. Lucas did not see anything better than giving Velia what she wanted. What he truly wanted to give her. Since they locked eyes earlier, a spark had ignited within his chest. It grew in an instant. Lucas's lips enticed with an unwavering temptation. He knew exactly how to make Velia surrender. From nibbles to exchanging kisses, intertwined with bites, Lucas gave it all. Velia moaned femininely. Her primitive instincts ignited with every touch Lucas bestowed upon her, provoking a rapid response.

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Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

He just shut the door behind him and began gesturing into the room, his eyes dragging across every inch of her body. Isadora’s body quivered from within, the look in his eyes stirring up something rough and dangerous within her. But she shut it out. Because… she couldn’t be dripping or desiring him again, like he and his brother didn’t fucking ruin her body like she was theirs to greedily ravish. “So, you are into stuff like this?” Damian asked, raising the book that she was reading. It was a dark romance, and the title was enough introduction about what the book contained.

"Stop fighting this, baby girl. You know you want this." I feel him pressed between my legs, the sensation so intense it feels like it’s killing me. My eyelids flutter in my sleep. I arch my back against the mattress, a soft, broken moan escaping my lips as I reach out for him. In the dream, I hold him tight, wrapping my legs around his waist, desperate to keep him close. God, I don't want him to go. I feel him buried so deep inside me, and my entire body feels like it’s on fire. He holds my neck, his grip firm and possessive, as he plunges into me—harder, faster, demanding everything.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.