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_____ Note: Jeremiah’s book: Twisted Marriage- A Dark MMF Mafia Romance is released now! Thank You everyone for coming this far, hope you enjoyed the book. You can find my other books, also the mentioned characters above, all anti heroes and darker than this one, if you can handle such stuff. You can check my I g, in.sta handle, author_gupta and on the Dre. me More new books will be coming about Jeremiah and Lachlan and Olezka. I can’t say when but stay tuned. Please don’t forget to leave a comment on the review page and on the first chapter of the book. Thank you! A. Gupta

"I hate myself for wanting to hear it because I know it's gonna be total bullshit. But. . . Go on, anyway." Jerome chuckled under his breath. "Well, I wish you'll learn not to think too deeply about everything— especially when dealing with matters of the heart. Sometimes, you've got to trust your gut feelings. And in the lights of trusting your gut feelings. . ." His smile grew, his eyes sparking in the coffee shop's bright lights as he rose to his feet. "Come on, I have something to show you." It took a long drive before Jerome's car pulled up at a local bookstore that looked like it was barely frequented by anyone. The store was locked for the day, but he appeared to have the keys to the d

Sandra fell silent for a moment before finally asking, “Why? What do her books have to do with how you feel about her? Didn’t you like her because she’s beautiful, famous, kind, and charming?” Jerome let out a quiet chuckle, though his eyes softened with something heavier. “I don’t fully understand it myself. But every time I read her books, I feel this strange… connection. As if her words carry pieces of her, her pain, her joy, her sorrow. It’s like I can sense what she never says out loud. She hides a sadness so deep, yet the world only sees her smile. That’s why I admire her. She’s strong enough to show light when she’s probably drowning in shadows. And because of that, I just… I want her

Hence, Carson Blackfrost kept his book opened, while he rested his face on his right hand and admiring Jeremiah secretly from distance. ‘Jeremiah looks hot when he’s serious…’ he licked his lip while began to think pervert things that he could do to his mate. His gaze turned to Jeremiah’s lip, ‘It must be wonderful to stick my dick in that small mouth, fuck his face and force him to drink all of my juice…’ Carson’s dick suddenly became stiff so he gave it a little bit of massage to endure his excitement. Jeremiah realized that Carson stared at him passionately, but he forced himself to stay to finish his task. ‘Only a little bit more.’ Jeremiah sighed as he increased his writing speed and on

“I’m not going to lie, the offer seems good.” “It is.” “And it is away from home. Home is shitty to me.” “Home is shitty too—okay, not shitty but home is home and we all love to get away from home,” Lisa adds. “And Jerome offered to tutor me. I think It will be a good thing for me.” I dive my teeth into the wafer cone, taking my first sweet bite out of it before I continue. “He’s a scriptwriter and that’s the closest thing I’ve gotten to an author. Technically, he is an author, right?” These things confused me.