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Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issues with that. Rest I can guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books; if interested, do give a look over them: Can't help falling in love (Book 1)-Completed Purchased by the Mafia (Book 2)-Completed Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3)-Completed

“It will be enough. You’ll be enough, Evelyn.” For a moment, the air between us felt charged. The room seemed smaller, and I could feel my heart racing in my chest. Before I knew it, he was even closer, his hand brushing against mine. “Nathaniel…” I started, but my voice caught in my throat. His gaze dropped to my lips, and I felt the pull between us. Before I could think, before I could stop it, his lips were on mine. The kiss was slow, deliberate, and sent a jolt through my entire body.

I burned with the same desire; my body strained to the breaking point. My lips drifted back up to nip the lobe of her ear before I whispered. softly in her ear, "I want to show you how much I burn for you, leannan. Let me explore every inch of you." My hands began their journey, tracing the contours of her body, up her arms, and down her sides, burning a trail of fire along her skin. I felt her shiver in response, and a low growl rumbled in my throat as my cock hardened even more.

"Mia, you won't believe what just happened!" Isabella said happily, as she tried to settle in. Mia looked up from her book, curiosity sparkling. "Try me! What's going on? You didn't get the job.? Isabella dropped onto the couch, exhaling deeply. "Far from it girl, I got more than the job. James Reed offered me an insane proposal." "What kind of proposal?" Mia's eyes widened Isabella hesitated before blurting out the truth. "He wants me to pretend to be his girlfriend, then marry him, and if possible, bore him an heir, and in return, he pays me the sum of $500,000."

Emmeline's face turned absolutely scarlet with her mouth falling open in shock. She punched him weakly in the chest, her glare undermined by the furious blush spreading down her neck. "You're absolutely shameless!" she hissed, though her body betrayed her with a shiver of arousal. A wicked, sinful smirk tugged at the corner of Zavian's lips. He leaned in close until his breath felt hot against her ear. "I'd swim in your red sea without hesitation, little girl. I'd worship between your thighs for hours, drinking you down, making you come on my tongue again and again until you forgot your own name. Your period wouldn't stop me. Nothing would stop me from claiming what's mine."

He was a gentleman on the outside, but dangerous and ruthless underneath that expensive suit he loved to wear. And he had connections to the mafia, for Pete’s sake. I didn’t need that kind of trouble in my life. But those steel-like eyes! That mouth! That body! The chemistry I felt in that very moment when I had met him has never been replicated. It was barely a fleeting moment in his book. In mine, it was a life changing event in a mere second.

Elena I woke to a soft knock on the door, sunlight already pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows like judgment. The bed—king-sized, cloud-like, oppressively pristine—felt more like a display prop than a place to sleep. For a second, I forgot where I was. Then I saw the envelope again. Reality rushed in like cold water. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and pulled the silk robe tighter around me. The floors were warm beneath my bare feet as I padded to the closet. A rack of clothes had appeared overnight—dresses in soft neutrals, tailored blouses, delicate heels. None of them were mine. Of course not. I picked a pale cream blouse and high-waisted taupe trousers, polished and mo

The world of us had long since faded, there was only him, the heat of his body, and the aching need that was rushing through me, the need that told me I needed him in me. His hands slid from my waist, and he began to work his fingers up my ribs till he reached my blouse. With his mouth still over mine, I felt him begin to map my skin through the cotton and a shiver ran through me. I gasped, breaking the kiss just long enough to call out his name. “Sylas…” He answered by dragging his lips down my jaw and biting lightly at the curve of my neck. I let out a loud moan and let my head fall back so he could have better access to my nape.

I repeated, my words a plea. His eyes seemed to dilute with a mixture of emotions. "Fuck everything. You're mine!" His lips crashed onto mine, this kiss more intense and passionate than the previous ones. ** I drew open the curtain blinds, inviting the morning sunlight to fill the room. A gentle breeze wafted in through the window, sending a shiver down my spine. A smile tugged at my lips as I reminisced about last night. What could I call it? A night of confessions? A night between two lovers? Perhaps I was indulging in a bit of exaggeration. Logan and I didn't exactly share a steamy night together, but the time spent was priceless. When he uttered the words "You're mine," I felt like I was

[This is just a preview of the book, the rest of the history its not in this platform] I am aware that many would die to be in my position, in Vanessa Collins' position: married to the great millionaire Bill Allen, living surrounded by luxury and being a partner in a multi-million dollar company, but still, there is an emptiness in me that nothing can fill. Not even the greatest luxuries in the world can fill what I have lost and will never get back. I released an intense sigh as I watched my husband come downstairs for breakfast.