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Dante looked at the woman who spoke and was obviously jealous as he looked at Alexander and Dylan. “They are looking good for each other too.” Troy smiled at the woman who spoke and was looking at him and Dante. But his friend has no idea that they are the women’s subjects. He stared at Dante’s face; it was very serious. Of the two of them, it is the one that has no heart to hurt someone who should be punished, and it also has no hesitation in killing if necessary. “Gosh, look at him; he is damn charismatic, and his aura seems like an alpha. It’s like he’s good to be hugged,” the woman who’s staring at Dante added.

"I have a business proposition for you." "I'm not interested in a job at your father's company." "It's not that kind of job." Jane's perfectly manicured nails tapped nervously against her glass. "Have you ever heard of Ryker Blackwood?" Lyra frowned. "The tech billionaire? The one they call 'The Wolf of Wall Street' except with computers or whatever?" "That's the one. Dark, mysterious, ruthless. Worth about fifteen billion." Jane's eyes darted around again. "And I'm supposed to marry him in two weeks."

Her body arches, traitor to every word she wants to say. When I tear my mouth away, a string of spit still connects us. “Fuck, I missed this. Missed the taste of you.” I shove the robe open. Silk puddles off her shoulders, baring tits I already know the weight of in my hands. My thumbs flick her nipples, hard and needy already. She whimpers, tries to twist away. I laugh, dark and low. “Still pretending? Baby, your cunt’s probably begging louder than your mouth right now.”

The child inside her tethered her to Luca in ways she could no longer deny. And for the first time since signing the contract, she wondered if she could survive being loved by a man who claimed her as his most ruthless possession. A man whose mere presence demanded her attention, whose eyes seemed to see straight through her defenses, and whose touch stirred a longing she wasn’t sure she could control. Love with him was no gentle thing; it was a storm..dangerous, intoxicating, and all-consuming. It promised both exquisite devotion and inevitable heartbreak. And yet, despite the fear coiling in her chest, part of her ached for it for him for the impossible truth that maybe, just maybe, surren

He watched the sweet slick glistening in the candlelight as it rolled down the Girl’s meaty thighs. “You have no idea what you started girl” Vance growled at his mate. His inner beast howling to be set free. Vance took his thick shaft in his hand which was already leaking with precum and started pumping it. A shiver went down his spine at the contact. He set his left knee on the bed, still pumping that massive cock. His scent has turned extremely spicy, indicating his Alpha was burning with lust. Purple caught on her husband's scent, moaning about escaping her pretty lips., Nothing can satisfy her more than a hard release.

He saw that man forcing him. We got reunited after so long. Won't you welcome your brother? Come on i love this.... don't you? See just like that. It'll be over soon. Keep going yeah. "Stop this. It hurtssss....." he shouted again as he knelt down even more his temple touching the ground and hands over his head. He looked up and shouted only one thing before he fainted "VENESSAAAAA"

However, he seemed different to me. I was going to be destroyed by this man. The person who wanted to shatter me was the one who ought to be close to me. I was aware of it. I could feel it in my bones. The priest spoke calmly and clearly as he began the vows, but I could hardly hear what he was saying. Everything seemed surreal to me. And then the words appeared. "Do you consider Kayla Adam to be your legally wedded wife, Dante Cruz?" the priest asked. At last, Dante turned to face me, "To love and cherish, from this day forward, till death do you part?" His hateful gaze met mine.

” The pack got off. Raven pulled his blade, Vesper let a dark cry hear and threw himself directly into the mass. The fight was brutal and chaotic. Vesper fought with the involuntary Anger of a wild animal. Your titanium arm crushed bones and blades as well as hostile attacks with unnatural flexibility out. Raven was her perfect counterweight. He moved with military precision, pared strokes, found the anatomical weaknesses of the cultists and turned them off with efficient, deadly stitches. They didn't fight like two Individuals, but like a perfectly synchronized clockwork of destruction.

Cara's POV I stepped into the Valenti Royale Casino and the loud music hit me like a wave. Bright lights flashed everywhere. The air smelled of rich perfume, whiskey, and sweat. I wore the black lace mask. It covered my eyes and the top of my face but left my red lips and jaw open. The thin ribbons tied tight behind my head. The lace felt soft against my skin. Small shiny crystals sparkled when the lights touched them. I looked like pure temptation. No one would recognize me.