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Slowly backing her toward the window. Trapping her without touching. “Do you know what I’ll do if you leave me?” Her breath hitched. “…What?” I smiled. Soft. Warm. Completely wrong. “I’ll let you go.” Relief flickered in her eyes. Too soon. “And then I’ll bring you back.” She froze. “If you run once, I’ll find you once.” My fingers brushed her cheek. Gentle. “If you run a hundred times…” My voice dropped. “I’ll find you a hundred times.”

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Alizeh: 'I know, but I can't control my laugh! Varun: "I can say this also with that other meaning, but I am not like that na!" Alizeh: "I know that you are not like that, I know it really well knows! by the way when is my book coming!" Varun: "Maybe 23!" Alizeh: "Yayy, I will keep it with me always!" Varun: "You can also keep me with you always!" Alizeh: "I know, you can also keep me!"

"Fine I will try but at my own convenience. What's the name of the book and where do I read it?" "Shattered Hearts by Micaela Alvarado. It's on A****n, it's the #1 best selling book so far" he answered. "This book better meets my expectations" I said tapping my fingers on the table. "Trust me it will" he replied smiling and then he checked his wristwatch, "I think is time for me to leave. We'll get in touch when I arrive there". "Alright, safe trip. Greetings to my goddaughter and godson and then to their beautiful mom who got married to an ugly jerk like you" I teased and his nostrils flares up.

“Joder Isabel, te quiero (Fuck, Isabel, I want you)” I stopped, and her entire body quivered underneath me. “But?” she questioned. “Estas sanando (You're healing)” I sighed, “And I'd hate to complicate things. Amor mío, no quiero que te pase nada malo. Te quiero seguro y cuidado (My love, I don't want anything bad to happen to you. I want you safe and taken care of) I want you back to your old self again.”

I had to pull away, and he was reluctant to let me go. “I have something for you,” I said as I shoved one of the books at him. “Here.” He took it from me, his brow furrowed. “What’s this?” he asked as he looked down at the book in his hands. “I thought you might be bored,” I said, a little uncertain whether it was a good move. I pulled a few more up. “There are others if you aren’t interested in that.” He looked through the titles and pulled a book out—Qualcuno volò sul nido del cuculo.

In the throes of nervousness, she nibbles on her lip and managed a timid, "Alright." Upon their eventual return to the comforts of home, Leo presented her with a tome of imposing proportions, entitled "A Compendium of the Supernaturals." The book's weight was almost a tangible representation of the vast knowledge it held, massive and weighty, and her hands throbs with discomfort as she accepted it.

He kept pounding until he finally groaned and filled me with hot, thick ropes of cum, his body shuddering against mine. After we caught our breath, I straightened my skirt, feeling his cum already starting to leak down my thighs, and gave him a wicked little smile. “I’ll take care of the rest. Don’t worry.” Later that afternoon, I found her in the quiet corner of the university library, tucked between the tall shelves of old literature books. She was pretending to read, but her face was still flushed and her hands were shaking as she turned the pages. I walked up behind her and leaned in close. “Hey… about what you saw earlier.”

“Give the book back. You don’t see me touching your stuffs.” “Who are you planning to seduce?” He asked like he didn’t hear me asking for my book back. “Me?” “No!” I exclaimed. “W-why will I want to seduce you?” I hated that my voice shook, almost betraying me. “Besides, it's not even about seduction, just give it back please.” “What’s it about then?” He asked instead. “Nothing!” “Hmm, you said that a little too fast for me to believe you.”

Dante said to her. Mamma nodded and moved toward Fabi with her hands over her mouth. “You were so tiny when we left. Just seven and so talkative.” Fabi couldn’t hold on. She looked down at her feet and beads of tears dripped down her cheeks. Mamma pulled Fabi into a tight hug. “You stupid girl, why are you crying?” Fabi didn’t speak. “I hope you forgive me for leaving you behind, tesoro.”