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Say what you want to say'' "You make me happy, I'm different when I'm around you, I want to become better for you. I don't want to be away from you being with you makes me better, I know I'm messed up just give me time to fix things please I'm not a playboy and this is the first time in my life I'm feeling this way, I know I look like a heartbreaker with my tattoos and everything but trust me I'm a cool person" "Hmm, fine"

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"You think you can just… make me… you know…” I chuckled, a low rumble in my chest. "Is that a challenge?" I teased, my fingers tracing the line of her jaw. "Because I'm more than happy to accept. I'm not just going to make you come, darling. I'm going to make you moan my name. I'm going to make you tremble. I'm going to make you forget everything but the moment. Like I always do," I added, a slight hint of playful arrogance in my voice.

And at that moment, I was sure I had made the right choice with Stella. “The more you rise, the closer we are to everything we deserve, my Alpha.” She whispered sweetly and my smile deepened. “Come on baby, I have a gift for you.”

“Make me yours. Break me if you have to… but make me yours.” His lips curved, the faintest smirk. “Good girl,” he murmured, his hand sliding to the crown of my head. The warmth of his palm as he patted me—praise in the smallest gesture ignited me more than anything. The word sank into my bones, and my body craved him with a need that bordered on madness.

Girl I'm gonna pick you up, pick you up, rock you like a baby, loving you so crazy, Imma make you have a flashback, to your first time, and this time, you’ll know, just what you like. So, don’t be acting shy up in this room, like I make you nervous. Imma take my time, do your body right, if you let me. Imma make you feel like a virgin again, again. Imma make you feel like a virgin again, again. Imma gonna make you feel like a virgin again, again. Imma make you feel like a virgin, promise Imma make it all worth it. Imma make you feel like a virgin again.

He wasn't looking at my laptop; he was looking at the way I held myself, his eyes lingering on the sharp line of my collarbone and the bruise-like shadows under my eyes. “I’m enjoying the silence,” I replied, my voice a soft, melodic contrast to the engine’s roar. “It’s a rarity in this marriage.” Bella let out a forced, tinkling laugh. “Oh, Maggie, don't be so dramatic. We’re going to Hawaii! It’s a celebration.” I didn't look at her. I kept my eyes on Eddie. “Is it, Eddie? Is that what we’re doing? Celebrating?”

But his voice stopped my in my tracks, as it always seemed to do. "I know you don't want me, Ally, and I don't know what to do about it." He was defeated, a feeling so foreign to the powerful CEO. "Make me," I replied before my brain could process what was coming out of my mouth. "What?" He hesitantly met my gaze, seemingly just as confused as I was. "Make me want you, Tyler," I continued. "Make me need you."

❤THEME SONG RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER ❤️ ❤️DARK HORSE SONG BY KATY PERRY❤️ I knew you were You were gonna come to me And here you are But you better choose carefully 'Cause I'm capable of anything Of anything and everything Make me your Aphrodite Make me your one and only But don't make me your enemy, your enemy, your enemy So you wanna play with magic Boy, you should know whatcha falling for

“Because you need this....I do too. And because I can’t think of anything I’d rather do right now than make you come with my mouth.” Hearing his plain words, something constricted in her belly, sending a wave akin to an electrical shock through her body. Hot and pleasant. Was it the knowledge that he wanted to do this, which created her excitement? Or was it simply the way he’d said it: as if it was the only answer possible?