Lookism Book Novels & Stories

not images, videos or screen shots are to be taken out of this book unless authorised otherwise. Its atotal Lgbt relation and if you find yourself uncomfortable reading it. Then please just dismiss. Little erotic and little romance to it.

Welcome, reader. You made it! You’ve opened this book. That means one of two things. You’re looking to spice up your evening, your morning, or your lunch break (no judgment), OR you accidentally clicked the wrong title and now you’re really curious about what “Lust, Caution” is actually all about. Either way, I’m thrilled you’re here.

By the time she returned to her apartment that night, she was trembling—not with fear, not entirely, but with the awareness of how intoxicating danger could feel, how close desire could be to disaster, and how some lines, once crossed, refused to stay hidden. She couldn’t sleep. She couldn’t stop thinking. Every shadow seemed longer, every noise sharper. And through it all, one truth was undeniable: Lucian had marked her attention, her curiosity, her will. And now, whether she liked it or not, she was marked.

It was important. "I would like to think that I am adventurous, Oscar. I looked up a B D S M checklist," I was blushing again, but I continued. "There were some things on it that I had no interest in. Like fisting? Hard no. Group se8x? No. Although, going to the club and watching others sounds interesting, I guess. Maybe, a little fondling on a dark couch there sometime? Not sure that I want to get naked in front of a crowd of people, especially since you work there, and we will see a lot of those people again."

The diamonds were close—she could feel it. But as the elevator began its slow ascent, the mirrored walls offered her one final glance at the casino floor. He was still watching. The elevator doors closed, cutting off his gaze, and Valentina found herself staring at her own reflection instead—sharp cheekbones, a mouth painted in blood-red confidence, and eyes that never betrayed a single secret. She adjusted her clutch, pressed her shoulders back. Bellamy Broke. Diamonds. A lie repeated often enough began to feel like the truth.