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Fucked her against the concrete wall while telling her stories about the others, how Elena was thriving in the safehouse, how Harper had stopped trying to leave the cabin, how Valentina ran the penthouse like a queen now, how Camila rode shotgun across continents and Leila ruled that island like a dark goddess. Sofia pushed back hard some days. Tried to escape twice. Both times he caught her, spanked her ass raw, then fucked her so good she cried from the pleasure. One night he took her upstairs to a bigger room with windows. Showed her the files on every woman. The messages they’d sent after choosing to stay. Proof they were happier, freer, more themselves than they’d ever been. Sofia read

“You’re right, Emilio. And I’m grateful to have a friend like you. In the corner of Sofia’s room, bathed in the gentle glow of fairy lights, Skylar sat cross-legged on the floor, her warm brown eyes sparkling with genuine interest as she engaged Sofia in conversation. Meanwhile, Skylar’s sons and Valentina giggled as they tossed around the oversized stuffed animals scattered across Sofia’s bed. “So, Sofia,” Skylar began, her voice soft yet full of warmth, “do you have any favourite books?” Sofia’s eyes lit up with excitement at the question. “Oh, definitely! I love fantasy novels, especially ones with dragons and magic,” she replied eagerly, gesturing towards the shelves lined with well-worn

I relaxed, laying my back in the bathtub. I thought to myself I have a lot of work to do. Some people are trying to trade in my pack lands. I need to do some findings about them and research on the land I would be willing to give out for trading. I headed to the library to get some books to help with my research. It was late in the night so the corridor was quiet. Walking inside the library, I found the books I needed and headed to the couch to read. I was shocked to see Sara sleeping on the couch.I stepped closer and noticed she was wearing a night dress showing a glimpse of her perky breast.

Something that would make him relax even more, and then they could— Unfortunately it had relaxed him a little too much—maybe she’d overdone the dosage in his last vodka?—and he’d slumped to the floor in the living room. She’d tried to bring him round, but no dice. Grumbling to herself, she’d slung his arm over her shoulder and part-carried, part-dragged him to the bedroom, dumping him on the bed where he began to snore. So much for that idea, she’d thought. Then another, altogether more dangerous, notion occurred to her. What if Andrew should merely think something had happened? Who’d ever know? Certainly not him. She’d undressed him, taking her time with that, marvelling at his naked body—t

"Not amused. What would you like to have? I'll order for it," "Another cup of coffee; no sugar, no creme," Shola replied, her eyes not moving away from the book she was reading. Solano just stared at her, amused. He ripped the book from her hand and moved a few feet away from the bed, "Why are you reading a cheesy romance novel?" He waved the book playfully in the air. "Uhh, because I'm bored and not willing to die from it. Give me back my book Solano," "Am not stopping you from getting it, now am I?" He grinned maliciously,

After all, she would be staying there for quite some time—due to the commotion caused by Josh. In the living room, there was an L-shaped sofa covered in cream-colored fabric, a thick glass coffee table, and a bookshelf filled with a collection of classic literature. When she touched and tried to pick up and browse through some of the books there, she could tell that they were brand new and had never been opened.

There was only one hospital bed and a sofa in the room. Louis had suggested they share the bed—it was big enough. But Adora shook her head. “No need. I’ll sleep on the sofa. It’s fine.” “A sofa is better than a bed?” She replied bluntly, “Better than sharing the bed with you.” Louis frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Nothing. Go to sleep. I’m tired.” Adora took the blanket she’d borrowed from the nurse, lay down on the sofa, wrapped herself in it, and closed her eyes.

How could he say such things when he was about to marry another woman? “Leonard-“ I started to say as he interrupted, “Sophia, call me. I am here for you.” “Okay” “Good, that’s all” he concluded. “Will she live in your home?” I asked him cautiously as he lips turned downward. “I believe so” “And she’ll use that same bed?” “No. That’s my space.” He answered as I nodded. “I’ve prepared her private quarters” he added. “Oh” “I love you Sophia. We made love on that bed, my memories of you helps me sleep peacefully at night. I refuse to taint it”

“Now that you know I’m more violent when asleep than when awake, what are you going to do?” “An unruly sleeper just needs a person to sleep next to. To make her feel comfortable and secured. “ “Okay, let’s see.” @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT!

**Flashback** As Sophia stormed into her apartment, she threw her bag onto the floor and collapsed onto the couch, visibly exhausted and upset. She barely registered the unfamiliar presence seated at her kitchen Island. She moved to end of the couch, flipping through a the first magazine that caught her eye. Sophia groaned. She couldn't flip a page without seeing something about Noah Milton. “Hey, Em. Rough day?” Jeffery asked, clinging to a cup of coffee. Sophia sighed heavily, “You have no idea. Everything just went wrong, and I'm so tired of dealing with it all.”