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He looked at Goodness like she was a piece of meat. “Meet my new personal assistant, Viktor,” Jordan said smoothly. “She’s very… helpful.” Viktor’s eyes moved over her body. “Beautiful. I like what I see.” Jordan pulled Goodness onto his lap right away. The limo started moving smoothly through the city streets. The tinted windows hid everything. The back was luxurious with long leather seats, soft lights, a small bar. “On your knees first, whore,” Jordan ordered. Goodness slid down between his legs. She unzipped him and pulled out his massive nine-inch cock. It was already hard.

The jagged silver scars on his ribs stood out angrily against his pale skin, but the wounds were fully closed. A soft gasp sounded behind him. Turning around, Amberly stood up from the snowdrift. She was completely bare. The biting cold raised goosebumps across her thighs and stomach. Her dark hair fell in messy, damp waves over her shoulders. The mate bond ignited like a match thrown into gasoline. Heat instantly flooded Jordan's veins, completely obliterating the freezing temperature of the forest. His eyes flashed predatory gold. Stepping forward, he closed the distance between them. "You look incredible," Jordan murmured, his voice rough and vibrating.

“But I want in. Not just watching from the sidelines. Let me show you how much this turns me on.” We didn’t make it far. Jordan pulled me into the bathroom, turning on the shower until steam filled the room. We stripped each other under the hot spray, bodies pressing close. Water cascaded over his toned swimmer’s physique—defined abs, strong shoulders, that perfect V leading down to his hard cock. He dropped to his knees first, taking me into his mouth with familiar skill while the water pounded my back. I groaned, fingers in his wet hair, hips rocking gently. “Jordan… fuck.”

“They are living modestly in Chicago.” “I am still afraid of her returning.” “She is dead; she cannot return, and most importantly, I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. Nothing, and no one will separate us again.” Before she could respond, James pulled her close and kissed her deeply, as if it were the first time. The world around them disappeared. There was no more fear, only the certainty that, together, they were invincible.

“It's hard to believe, I know, but I did tell you I've never felt this way towards any woman before. I grew up in an era where it was sacred to remain chaste till you are married, so, I never got intimate with any woman. Ever since I became a vampire, I often wondered if there was a positive side to my predicament and the only positive thing I could think about, was falling in love. But after a century, I started to wonder if it would ever happen, until I met you. Then, everything changed. I started to feel things I'd never felt before and I just knew that it had to be you.” “You're in love with me?” I asked. “I adore you, I want to protect you, I don't want to ever see you get hurt, I think

Nora asks startled "Lovergirl! It is only sweet at the beginning, you better shine your eyes and don't get swept away by the flood" she smirks her tongue irritably at Nora who mocks her in return "Beef this much? Better go and text Richard, Tito, Dino, or what is that your albino dude's name?" Tade snaps quickly "He is a white Liberian, not an albino! Get the difference"

“That’s it. You’ve broken down some sort of wall between you, helping to blend your wants and needs. To turn human, you’ll need to take full control and tell her to heel. Which, given what I’ve observed of your animal, won’t be easy.” “We could try feeding her,” a deep voice suggests from behind me, causing me to spin on my rump to inspect the newcomer. Jordan . I recognize his scent. Peppermint and spice. I’m not sure when I cataloged that information in my mind, but it’s there, giving me his identity along with his familiar voice. He has thick brown hair, an athletic physique, pretty silver eyes, and a kind smile with dimples engraved in his cheeks. “Well, hello, gorgeous,” he says, crouch

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

Dove faked a sad expression. “No dove it’s not like that...actually Ferris asked me not to tell anyone....you know he was so crazy in love with me! Always asking me out! I had rejected him many times than he gifted me a horse and you know much I love horses, my heart instantly melted on his care and love and I said yes to him and from that onwards we were seeing each other— “Welcome home, Mr. Kingston.” Lily’s sentence made Hazel halt in her long list of lies only to show that men also gives her importance. She was about to utter few more of lies but her voice struck in her throat on hearing Mr. Kingston....