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He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

“fuck me already “, she pleaded. He positioned himself on top of her rolled on the condom and entered her. She was tight and wet, he didn’t know when he started moaning. He cupped her fine ass and continued riding her harder as she grabbed his ass in return. “Your dick feels so good”, she moaned as she spanked his ass. That propelled him to go harder, Leslie Luthor couldn’t believe he had met his match. A hit and run gone wrong As she tiptoed to pick her black skirt, Vivian paused to sneak a peek at the well-shaped ass she had grabbed a few minutes ago. He was lying on his stomach and Vivian enjoyed the view she was getting. She tucked her now rumpled purple satin top into her skirt. She did

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

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Familiar. "Come in," I said, already knowing who it was. Lance entered, coat dusted in vineyard earth, looking like he hadn't slept in days. "I brought you books," he said. "I already read all the ones you sent last time." "These are the uncensored ones." He placed a small stack on the table, poetry, political strategy, even a thin paperback novel titled The Bride That Ran. His humor was drier than usual. I raised an eyebrow. "Trying to keep me entertained or trying to send a message?"

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Lorenzo's POV I step behind the worn wooden counter, the familiar scent of aged liquor enveloping me. Operating the bar isn't just a job for me; it is a veil, a shield against prying eyes. Concealed behind smiles and casual chatter, I safeguard a world known only to a select few; each glass I wipe, each smile I wear—it's all a charade, a facade shielding the hidden truths that lurk within these walls, my past, a buried treasure, one I couldn't afford to unearth, and my present life, a double.

She stole my breath away at that moment. She picked up the phone at the other end, her eyes urging me to do the same. “I’m planning on writing a book,” she whispered, still maintaining her friendly face. “Writing a book? Bitch, what the hell do you want?” I yelled, my eyes blazing with fury. What did her writing skills have to do with me? “The book is about failures. Guess who would be on the cover? You,” she said, her lips parting as laughter escaped them. I stared at her with rage, different methods of turning her instincts flickering in my mind.

It was deeper than before, harder. “This is what happens to thieves,” he hissed, his pace turning into a frantic, driving blur. “They get caught. They get used. They get ruined.” The desk creaked under our weight, the rhythm of his body hitting mine echoing through the silent penthouse. Every strike made me gasp his name. I felt like I was being branded, every inch of my skin belonging to the man who was supposed to be my enemy. He reached out, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back for a kiss that tasted of bourbon and me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, wanting to disappear into the heat.