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Eros and Damon, who didn't notice, immediately turned their heads when they heard Cleo's question. "Is there something about that girl?" asked Eros, curious because he also seemed to feel a sad pull. "I don't know, but I feel a great pull when I see her," Aresh replied and was nodded to by Eros. "I feel it," Eros replied quickly. "Like there's sadness?" "Why can you feel it, but I can't?" protested Damon, making them a glare. That was Damon's response whenever he didn't feel anything, but if he did feel something, it was always arrogant.

As I cum I continue saying, "You are mine now, Carrie. I love you too and claim you from this night forward as mine. You, Caroline Ann O'Shea, will be my newest lover, and I will take care of you emotionally and sexually from now on." After our statements of love and our orgasms drain away, I move to her side and pull her to my side. I lay on my back, my arm around her narrow shoulders, showing her all the love I have, kissing the top of her head as she lays it on my chest. Idly, I stroked her hair and finger-combed it from her face. When she looks up at me again, I return to kissing her with the utmost gentleness. She returns my kiss with the love she has held from the moment of her betraya

but still. "D-Do you have AIDS?" I repeated. Message The corner of his lips twitched upward as he shook his head. "I want you to be my lover, Sabiana. No discussions, no arguments. You'll stay here. Live here. Live your life like other women do. I'll provide for you. You'll eat, shop, and buy whatever you want. Just one condition, be my lover.

“I saved your ass back there when your Alpha and supposed lover wanted me to tell her what I knew about you—what Davina told me. I didn’t.” “What?” “I may not have lied to him,” she continued. “But I can’t say I told him the entire truth. Davina told me you were a mage, but I didn’t mention that.” “No, no,” I shook my head. “Did you just call the Alpha my lover?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Lena’s eyes widened a little. “I see the way he looks at you. I see the way you look at him. I see the synergy, the chemistry, I see the—”

“I don't understand what you're trying to say Mr Allen. Tristan found me, he loved me, we loved each other and decided to put a stamp on it.” “Of course. A stamp. But I'll ask you, have you ever seen how you looked at him? That aside, it's funny how people fall in love these days, and get married within a span of a few months, even without knowing the real name of their beloved.” “Mr Allen--” “I'm not your enemy Liora, we both share common goals.” “Which is?” “You’re not getting something here Mrs Cole. Although I did say we have a common goal. But I'm not fond of sharing my plans with people I can't trust yet.”

“You were perfect. Let me do the talking. Looked beautiful.” “Roman’s question..” “He’s jealous,” Liam interrupted. Grip tightened, enough to sting. “You trust me, right?” “Yes,” I said, voice trembling. “Good.” He let go. At home, the elevator ride was tense. When we stepped out, he pressed me against the wall, kissed me hard, hands rough. In bed, he took what he wanted fast, like marking territory. Then he fell asleep, leaving me aching. I lay awake, thigh throbbing. Five purple fingerprints already showing. The tapping, the hidden touches, the pinches when I tried to resist. Small things. Subtle. But adding up.

I could feel my pussy clenching emptily, wetness pooling, as his hand went higher, but remaining on my thigh, just caressing it. The moment stretched as he rubbed my leg in slow, possessive strokes, my foot still trapped against his hard dick. I wanted to climb over the table, straddle him, sink down onto that cock and ride him until he screamed my name. His eyes burned into mine, confusion from earlier melting into raw hunger. Then his phone buzzed on the table, the screen lighting up with Trina's name. 'Missed call last night, everything okay? Call me.' The text shattered the moment. Dian's hand stilled on my thigh, his expression shifting back to confusion as he reached for the device.

I expressed, and our night was filled with moans and pleasures. THE END. My Dear Readers, Thank you for supporting my story. It means so much to me. Love lots! Lovesassydreamer F*: Lovesassydreamer writes Email: love.sassydreamer@g***l.com

READER BONUS: THE EVIL VILLAINNESS IS MY LOVER CHAPTER 1-135 PROGRESS: (0/135) “Eh? Isn’t this my favorite w******l that I read back then?” I tapped on the name, and the chapters appeaered in front of me, all summed up to chapter 135, where I last read before I reincarnated. I giggled happily, glad that I’m able to read it here even though I’m no longer back at my old world. However, I guess I won’t see the end, because chapter 135 still tells the part where Minerva got kidnapped by some Demon Lord because he loved her. For those who’re wondering what genre “The Evil Villainness id My Lover” is, it solely revolves around romance. Yeah, I know. The character is epic and all, but all of them w

tries to roll them both over. That finally gets her to move for real, but when she tries to push away from him he holds her down, his whole body more or less perched on her back. "Let me up, you stupid oaf!" "Stupid oaf, eh? What kind of crappy romance novel have you been reading? Is that the worst you can come up with?" he taunts, then starts tickling her. Bella shrieks, now fighting to throw him off for real,