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If he wants that I read this book then no problem I will do it. After spending my precious ten minutes I realized that this a romantic novel on Ceo and his secretary now why on earth he wanted me to read something like this. I threw the book on the desk as he leans back in his chair in order to give me a full look at his face. An expressionless face.

She was in the middle of it when the phone rang, she turned off the stove and hurried to answer it: -Well. Someone answered on the other end, it was a woman's voice. -Mrs. Raquel. -Who is this? -My name doesn't matter, the important thing is that you know that the one who is talking to you is your husband's lover, yes, yes I am your husband's lover, I am a secretary in the company where he works and I am only talking to you so that you know it and leave him, you know, he is only with you for pity and because a piece of paper unites them, but you know, that's not important to me, I love him and he loves me, you see, your beauty and elegance are useless, that's what they say about you here, be

Not wanting to be scolded, she made sure they got matching shoes, for the outfits. Adeline had thought about it, she did not want to stay idle in the room all the time. She would rather work and make money. One of the reasons she got herself a laptop was to update her novels. Her books needed updating, and her readers were already clamoring for new chapters. She had withdrawn entirely, the period her Papa fell ill. Now she has a laptop, she would continue her writing. Making money this way gave her a sense of security and self-sufficiency.

My phone vibrates once next to me; I open my eyes and look outside my window. It’s late evening already; I got home from poetry class and fell asleep on my bed. I was so tired I switched off as soon as my head hit the pillow. I was so tired. I pick my phone up and sit up fast as soon as I realize who sent me the text. Hey, Ryo It’s me Oliver I’m sorry about what happened with Marlene today I’m going to make sure it doesn’t happen again

Makynzee We were almost at Kalil’s and I was glad. I needed him to distract me from all of this. I wondered if he’d do it. He was always so gentle with me, never rushing, always careful to draw my pleasure out. That wasn’t what I needed right now, though. I wanted him to lose control, give me a different version of pain, so I’d have to make him mad. As soon as we got in the house, I kissed him. I pushed him against the wall and bit his bottom lip and he made a noise of protest, eyes narrowed as he watched me. I moved away from him and stared at him in silence as I took my shorts and shirt off. His eyes devoured my body, watching me as though I’d disappear any minute. I went back to him and t

Story Title: Shadow Vows Author: Feylume Genre: Dark Romance, Mafia, Forced Marriage, Possessive Billionaire, Explicit Erotica Main Characters: • Aurora Vale – 24, strong-willed, beautiful with long wavy brown hair and fiery spirit. Daughter of a man who owes a huge debt to the mafia. • Lucien Voss – 36, ruthless mafia king / billionaire, tall, muscular, black hair, cold blue eyes, extremely dominant, dangerous, and possessive.

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk... Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor. His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession. She felt trapped with no one to turn to. Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING

She came hard, trembling against the bookshelves, her moans swallowed by my lips while I kept fingering her through every wave, drawing it out until she was a shaky, dripping mess. I pulled my fingers out slowly, brought them to my lips, and licked them clean while she watched with wide, dazed eyes. “See?” I whispere d, smiling. “I told you I’d handle it.”

Nana Spending nights thinking about a masseur you met just once was a bad habit. But when have I ever said I had a good habit? I had always dreamt of being touched every day by different men. I didn't like being touched twice by the same man, variety was the only thing that kept me interested— so I tended to book different masseurs every single time I went for a massage. But Conan's hands felt so good, they were an addiction I didn't want to break. For the first time, I wanted only one pair of hands on me.

Where Liam was fair and patient with my restrictions on our relationship, Valentino was demanding and imposing. I dress in a silk, floor length nightgown - which had probably been dug out of some long forgotten armoire - before I climb into bed with the hope that a night's sleep will help clear my mind enough for me to formulate a plan out of this hell hole. Sleep didn't come easily though… especially with the loud moans coming from a nearby bedroom. Valentino clearly had found Iris and was boinking her brains out. Rather her than me. Eventually I found myself slipping into blissful slumber, my thoughts flitting between my brother locked in the dungeon and my mate.