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Xander, who was glued to his phone, mumbled, “Are you guys planning to teach him how to dance or something?” “Cold punk,” Weston snorted and Xander shit a glare at him. “Look, Ella’s just a free-spirited bitch, and Dexter is just trying to—” “Stop,” Dexter cut in, silencing JSethho. Mason quickly cut in. "It’s not about what happened. My mom’s sick, and I just need to spend time with her, that’s all,” Mason explained. “Professor Ste-phen Draven…” Dexter’s voice cut through the conversation. “You know him?”

Mason huffs, getting impatient. Mason’s mum sucks in a breath and her bonds give her nods of encouragement.

Mason confirmed while nodding. “Wow, so nice Mason. The place is relaxing.” “Good. You seem to like it, Ada. I am pleased.” “So, I guess your brother is wealthy,” I said smilingly. Mason shook his head and laughed a bit. “Nope. He is a very simple and generous doctor.” “Doctor?” I asked, with amazement plastered on my face. “An animal Doctor. My big brother is a veterinarian.” Mason said proudly. He seemed to be so fond of his brother. Hence, I got somewhat curious about his eldest brother.

Mason hurried home, tired, annoyed and terribly horny. His team had botched another presentation and that did not look good for his company or business in general. He walked into the dark mansion, yanking at his tie and taking off his clothes as he strutted to the one place where he could get relief. Grabbing a bottle of cognac from the bar, he took a full swig and grinned as it burned a path down his throat, then he moved to the pink bedroom just down the hall.

The sight is so strange I almost don't recognize it. Mason is never still. Ever. Yet somehow he's standing there looking completely frozen. "Damon?" he repeats. Damon sighs. "You're getting repetitive."

supposedly maintained peace, but in reality it was nothing more than a display of dominance. I stood at the edge of the field, trying to stay at the very back so I wouldn’t be noticed. The air was heavy with testosterone and raw wolf energy. Then they arrived. The warriors of the Brown Stone pack marched in like a conquering army. Mason led them. He was tall, broad shouldered, and surrounded by a dark aura that seemed to swallow the afternoon light. A scar ran across his face, and dark tattoos covered his arms, coming alive with every movement of his muscles. They called him the Cruel Alpha. At least, that’s what people whispered behind my back. They said he w

she gets interrupted by the door opening and Mason walks in with his usual swagger. This is going to be a long class. I think to myself

Oliver has just come out of the shower so he is drying off but mason is just about to go in so I go with him after I've undressed. Mason is extremely pretty. He has muscles and a short beard but his face is so soft and gentle. He is the most friendly person I've ever met and is so compassionate and caring with me. I love his wavy black hair and long eyelashes. Mason is also transgender. He has had top surgery but not bottom surgery, but that doesn't make him any less of a man to anyone here at the club. Obviously there are people who don't want to have sex with mason

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