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Chapter Forty Six Nina Alpha Aiden pulled out of me, and I winced, sucking in a sharp breath. I rolled over to my side, away from him, but the overwhelming feeling still stayed with me. Alpha Aiden brushed my hair away and kissed my neck then lightly bit down, and I shivered. “You are mine now,Red.I own you and even if I ever let you go, I’ll still own you. You will always remember this day and deep down you will always know that you are mine and mine alone.”

🌹You're Mine And My Possession🌹 (Book 1) A Dark Romance Novel. Written By Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella PROLOGUE The chill ringing from her phone woke her up, picking it up without checking the caller ID. Anyone calling her through this number has a job for her. It's the number she uses if anyone wants to contact her or rather her assassin name, Mr King. "Yes." "Mr King, you have a job," A male voice said almost immediately.

I covered my face with both hands and groaned into my palms, mortification crawling beneath my skin. Why the hell did my body keep betraying me? I looked around the enormous room and suddenly felt like some stupid princess locked away in a tower, waiting for Prince Charming to come riding through the gates and save her from the devil downstairs. Except there was no Prince Charming coming for me. There was only Dominico. And he was the devil I needed saving from. I dragged a hand down my face. God, I didn't even have a phone. Dominico hadn't bothered to give it to me after the accident.

He says more forcefully, towering over me. I gulp, looking away from him and his dark eyes to the other side of the room, “I'm not yours.” I whisper. He laughs, it's dark and sinister. It makes me shiver and want to cower away from him because I know the beast has been unleashed and it's about to destroy and conquer and It's main conquest right now is me. And then the unexpected happens, almost in a blur because the next thing I feel is his lips slamming against my own.

But now as I look at him, I can't help but thank all the Gods and Goddesses that are operating this universe for blessing me with him. Zach was right. We had it difficult. But we're finally together with each other. That's what matters in the end. Our togetherness. THE END. . . . . Unholy Allies Book 1: The Savage Alpha's Rebel… Completed. Unholy Allies Book 2: OUT NOW. Title: Mr. Rogue King, can you kidnap me please? Scroll up to read the blurb.

"What a surprise! You aren't late today." "Yeah, actually Aisha had an early morning flight and she woke me up." Nandini frowned, remembering how Aisha had banged on her door at 6 am early in the morning. "Aisha?!" "Oh, Aisha's my roommate. She woke me up at six this morning. A really really bad start to my morning." she complained, adjusting her handbag. "At least you aren't late today and you wouldn't have to listen to Manik's 'You are late Miss Taylor.' "

“The darkness took so long that light seemed like a myth. My hope was a joke to reality because truly, all odds were against me, and losing the most precious thing remaining in this dear life was about to happen. Late night weeping, daily efforts and struggle not to make things change, but to make sure I first don’t lose my sanity in this whole catastrophe. Maybe God knows me, maybe He really hears my silent cries, I couldn’t really tell. But what I knew for sure was that if I were Angela, I’d make sure I end this miserable life myself. Shame, disgust, and abuse, but Angela’s living was what kept me going. I so much want to see you live, and here it is. Mark! Mark! Mark! You must be wonderin

I licked her clean, swallowing her cum before moving up to her, eyes locked on her flushed face and half-closed lids. “You are mine. Say it.” “I’m… I’m yours.” “Again.” She let out a soft sigh—relief laced with pleasure. “I am yours, Noah Wilson.” And that was all that I needed to know. *AUTHOR'S NOTE* Hi again, guys—or should I say, dearest gentle readers? Haha. I'm going to start dropping my author's notes here.

“She’s not going to stop.” Adrian’s gaze stays on me, sharp and unreadable. “Neither will we.” Something passes between us then—an unspoken vow. We’re not just pretending anymore. We’re allies. Partners. Fighters. For once, I don’t feel like I’m drowning. I feel like I’m burning—and if Clara pushes again, I’m ready to set the world on fire. Back at the apartment, Maya listens wide-eyed as I recount everything. “You told Clara off?” she gasps, nearly spilling popcorn. “Oh my God. My sister versus a billionaire heiress—this is better than TV.”

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙