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He exhales, eyes fully awake. "Now, this is life," he grabs my ass, slapping it, and I giggle softly, starting to move my waist and hips. Our moans and groans fill the suite. A/N: Thank you for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you want to learn more about my work, you can follow my I* book account, authorshunshine97, or my F* page, Author-Mercy Sunshine.

My girlfriend, Olivia, had one way of measuring how much I loved her: how fast I replied. In the two years we dated, she blocked me 88 times. The first time, I was in the shower and missed her call. The 17th time, I was bringing her coffee when I missed a message asking for extra ice. The 56th time, I was at dinner with a client and didn't respond quickly enough to a video she'd sent me. This time, I worked until ten and missed the 9:50 p.m. movie she'd asked me to see with her. I told her there was a problem with the project and my manager wouldn't let me leave. She just laughed. "Anyone who really loves me would make it to a movie even with ten minutes' notice." When I got home that night,

Everyone seemed dressed to the nines like Klein was, a glass of wine in their hands. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Klein announced. “Our newest member, Chloe Whitman.” Everyone raised their glass up, and Klein slipped one into my hands. “The book of the evening is this,” he said, tapping a book next to me. “Just relax.” I sat down and opened the book, a shocked gasp escaping my lips. It was subtle erotica, yet everyone seemed so engrossed in it. Klein stood in the middle, his voice booming as he read paragraphs of p**n like material, and I squirmed in my seat.

I’m nоw іn the аllеуwау bеѕіdе thе club аnd іntо thе соld nіght air and I am not calm at all. [Next POV will be 'Blake' in Chapter 30] ******** Author Says: Join Your Fellow Readers Here & Gossip:👉 bit.ly/avi22nash

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First of all I want to thank you all for the reads. Honestly,I didn't think that anyone would be interested in this book,but y'all proved me wrong again. I love you all so much😭 I was lying on something very cold. I pried my eyes opened and noticed that the armchair was empty . Great, just great, I fell off the chair again. I picked myself up and quickly freshened up .After I was done, I quickly fixed the office before rushing to send of the teens to school.

The stores pass by in a blur and the silence in the car is comfortable. My legs are bouncing up and down at different speeds and I’m buzzing with excitement. I’m humming to myself and feel like I’ve slammed eight shots of espresso. The only thoughts on my mind are the stacks of books in the back seat. They call to me. I can almost hear them whispering to me, begging me to read them. One of them particularly calls to me. It’s called The Alpha’s Good Girl and do I need to say anymore about it? The title speaks for itself, but the blurb reached into my soul and I need the pain and pleasure I know it will deliver. The sun is setting and I don’t even question it as I reach down and pinch myself.

She couldn’t feel anything anymore; only a chill ran through her body. Happy Reading Thanks for reading my book, and wait for the next chapter.

"Something is clinging to me. Bad luck, of course. But I can always feel someone watching me. It’s as if they are a beast stalking its prey. And one day, I will be caught!” – Beta Dani. JANET’S POV The book levitated above my hands before slowly dropping onto my lap. I flipped my wrist, controlling the pages to open exactly where I needed. Suddenly, the phone rang, startling me and causing the book to slide from my lap onto the floor. Biting my lip to suppress my annoyance, I checked the screen. The caller was Vanya. Did she want to go out for a drink?

Zharn's mother smiled from the other side of the table next to her husband and first child. "Indeed." His father curtly replied. "Thank you." I gave my brightest rehearsed smile, hoping it looked as good as it did in my dresser's mirror. I sat down, placing my purse on my lap, and Zharn sat next to me. "Before I forget, I got you something." "You can't have anything I like except for your ginger hair." She replied coolly. "What about a book by Jamilla Coover, the final book of this Break Me series?" I raised up the black and purple popular mystery thriller novel.