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Something he wanted. When I was done, I slowly rose to my feet, my legs unsteady. I stood there, naked and trembling, waiting, expecting him to say something, to touch me again, to praise me, to do something. But instead, he tucked his now-flaccid cock back into his expensive trousers, zipped up, and stepped away like nothing had happened. He didn’t speak. He didn’t even look at me. He just walked further into the house, towards his son’s office room, and emerged moments later holding a slim manila file in his hand. The very file I had forgotten, the flimsy pretext for his entire, world-shattering visit.

I headed to the door. "I need to go Wenziel." he looked at me like… as if I was in sudden sadness. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT!

His hands moved to her breasts, tracing the softness there, before sliding upwards to cup her swells. The gentle brush of his fingers on her buds and the confident stroke of his tongue seemed to pull her into a trance for a moment but it was broken down the moment he pulled back and whispered on her wet lips. "Told her that I will never let you go." Emma's eyes widened in dread as she stared at him, worried. Never let her go? What does he mean?

It was nothing but a hunter's mark on his prey. I flicked the lighter. A flame leaped to life. Then I threw it at the living room curtains. The fire spread fast, devouring every last memory in the house. I dragged my suitcase to the door and looked back at the room, now slowly lit by the growing flames. I bid Daniel farewell, and with him, my youth. Half an hour later, fire truck sirens echoed through the neighborhood. I sat on my suitcase across the street and watched in silence. The flames shot into the sky, painting half the night red.

When I was in the taxi, I looked at the barrage of messages Vivian sent to me. [I'll be donating my kidney to Luke tomorrow at 9. Come here earlier to take care of me.] [Don't worry. Once I recover, we'll do the liver transplant for Andy.] [Once Andy is cured, we'll travel the world. We'll go to Swisserland to see the northern lights, and we'll ski in the mountains. We'll see the world.] I locked my phone and smiled self-deprecatingly. Vivian Grant and I no longer had a future together.

Large flakes idily finding their way to the ground, covering it in a blanket of glittering white. "What do I smell like to you? I've read that mates smell differently to one another than from the rest of the pack.", I spoke quietly into his ear, causing a shiver to run down his spine. Brodie blushed faintly, clearly thinking of his answer, "Uhh....well to me your scent is jasmine and....hot cocoa....and", he cleared his throat and lowered his voice, "A new book. you know, that smell when you open a new book? It's hard to explain really, but when I'm near you I can imagine us sitting, curled up next to each other in front of a fire. I'm playing with your hair while you're reading. We are drin

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The third time, when a huge truck came barreling toward us, he pulled me into his arms without hesitation. Shards of flying glass pierced the back of his head, but because he held me so tightly, I walked away with nothing more than a few scratches. He had risked his life for me three times. How could I ever hope to stop loving him? Sebastian didn't wait for my answer. Growing impatient, he said, "Well? Are you coming to see the meteor shower or not?" Snapping back to reality, I gave him a bright smile. "Sure. Tonight, we'll watch the meteor shower together."

Shaking her hands dhe picked up the paper. "Thank you, can you accompany me to this address?" I said. "Yes, the third ordered you from me." He laughed. Third.. I miss him and my baby! "Are you okay?" It asked him. She nodded. "Yeah! I still can't believe he wants to see me?" When he changed the subject. It was as if he were floating on a cloud of joy. +++ She saw a large Mansion. The big gate opened. She entered immediately after it opened. It also closed voluntarily.

He snorted. I swallowed hard, my lips pressing into a thin line. He was this close to becoming my punching dummy. “My father must not know about anything. You know who my father is. He will kill me… us if he finds out. Please let's just let it go. It was just a drunken mistake.” I turned to go. “This is so funny,” he said. I stopped. “I never expected a Miller to be gay,” he continued. “And I never expected a Miller to be a pussy too.”