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I gaped. He shrugged. "For the record, I have read forty eight laws of powers. And other non fiction books. I got tired, picked up a romance book while I was in Manhattan and it turned out pretty okay. Some of the characters are jerks, the women are bird brained, but at least they love each other." "That is so sweet and terrifying at the same time," I cooed, giving him a hug. I nuzzled my face deeper into his chest, loving his after shower smell.

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Her cognac-dyed eyes widened and her lips were parted from the sequel, unable to close again. What is this? Remy you rascal, what the fuck have you been reading? The first title that jumped up was that of a bright red-covered book with the words "Conversation Casanova" written over it in capitals. And that was the most decent title... or book. The other ones had titles that shall not be said with contents that shall not be mentioned. Is this... this is how he got Jasmine? No way. These... W*****d books were better than these. Ryder couldn't look away from the books on her laptop's screen, her lips twitching, reconsidering some decisions she had taken lately.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

With that, the other woman was gone on a cloud of floral scent, leaving her to face the lion in his den alone. The door opened a second later, and she literally forgot how to breathe for a moment. Tiernan Archer was as close to perfect as any mortal man could be. His chiseled features were even and appealing, and his just-a-hint too full lips saved him from being too flawless. His hair was somewhere between brown and blond, currently a damp mass of tumultuous short curls that softened him somehow. Her breath returned with a harsh exhale when he smiled at her, increasing his perfection even further in a way that made her heart flutter and warmth pool in her stomach.

Ethan was only going to be a helping factor to clear his guilt. When she entered, Dominic was seated with his face buried in a book. Determined to practice what Marlene had taught her, she sat beside him and cleared her throat. “What are you reading?” She asked. “Not your business.” He answered without sparing her a glance. “Not your business,” She repeated. “That's a funny name for a book.” Dominic finally turned to look at her. “It's not…” He trailed off. “Just forget about it.” He sighed and continued reading.

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Two The Warning Beneath the Suit The morning sun barely filtered through the thin curtains of Evelyn’s kitchen window, casting long strips of pale gold across the old wood floor. She stood barefoot on the chilled boards, coffee in hand, hair unbrushed, shirt borrowed from her late father—faded red plaid hanging off one shoulder—and tried to ignore the storm rising in her gut. Last night’s encounter with Damien Romano had not just left her rattled; it had torn something loose inside her. Something dangerous. The man had stepped onto her land like he belonged, like the dirt itself bent beneath his polished shoes, and then he’d spoken with a calm so soaked in a

“Do you realize it’s been nearly a month? And the last time was when we were in the shower. You sucked me off, and I made you come with my fingers. Hardly satisfying.” I tugged on his hair until his head pulled back. I still couldn’t see him clearly, but I hoped he noticed my fierce stare. “Take me already,” I said harshly. I saw it when his lips spread into a wide grin. “My pleasure, dearest wife.” His lips slanted over mine once more, and I whined into the kiss as I clutched at his shoulders, trying to get as close to his body as possible. Liam was no longer hesitant, his hands roaming over my body, sliding under the jacket to run down my back, then lower, cupping my ass cheeks and holding