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However, among the remaining five, only one stood tall, while the others appeared weakened as they struggled on the battleground. Kang Boram, one of the women, maintained her composure as she stared at him affectionately. However, as he met her eyes with a piercing stare, she immediately averted her gaze and bowed her head. Hyun-woo definitely got what it meant to say. He was clever to understand how this woman yearned for a night of passion with him, and he intended to grant her wish as her reward for winning the competition. Kang Boram was about to unleash a powerful punch against the four women when he shouted, "Keumanhae!" (Stop)

One of his strong hands had gripped her waist, while the other had tangled in her hair, holding her in place as their passion escalated. "More…" Evelyn whispered in her mind, overwhelmed by the flood of emotions and desire coursing through her. Her eyes had roamed over his ruggedly handsome face, and her fingers had traced the contours of his body—down his strong jaw, across his broad chest, and lower still. "Help me…" she had whispered, her voice thick with need. What had followed after was a night of uncontrollable passion, one that Evelyn could barely believe had happened. Now, as she stood in the aftermath, the weight of reality crashed down on her. She had just given herself to a man sh

HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

Fuck it. She climbed onto his lap, clasping his face then tracing the angular lines of it with her red-painted fingernails. He let out a soft moan, his hands wrapping around her hips as her skirt rode up her thighs. The sweatpants were soft against her but that’s where the softness stopped. His fingers roughly gripped her, like he was having a hard time maintaining control. They stared at each other and closed their eyes as their lips connected. His hips bucked and his fingers jammed into her hips with a possessive stronghold. His mouth claimed hers with such passion she weakened in his embrace.

Her eyes shone with determination as she continued, “Rain isn’t worthy of you. You’ll meet someone even better in the future.” The others in the room agreed with what she said, “That’s right. Rain was just a dog you were keeping by your side. She isn’t worthy of you.” “How could she ask for a divorce? She’s not even worthy of it.” “Just get rid of that disobedient dog. With a wave of your hand, you can find more obedient women for yourself.” While they spoke, Joshua kicked over a tea table. It crashed on the floor with a loud bang as he said chillingly, “Who did you just call a dog?”

Maya POV. "My t-throat," Rob stuttered as he struggled to breathe. Mr. Jonah had his arm against his throat as he crushed his windpipe. Rob's slim and lanky frame was no match for his muscles and bigger frame. Rob tried to pry his fingers away, clawing at his arm, but he couldn't dislodge it. Mr. Jonah let him struggle for a few minutes before he released him, shoving him away. Rob staggered on his feet, rubbing his throat. "Who the fuck are you man?"

He moved with a raw, undeniable power, his hips grinding against mine, creating a heat that spread like wildfire through my veins. He leaned down, his lips finding the sensitive skin of my neck, then my ear, his breath hot and ragged against my skin. "Davina," he whispered, his voice a low, guttural rumble, laced with an intoxicating passion that stripped away my remaining inhibitions. "God, baby" his voice, usually reserved for his possessive commands, now felt like a desperate plea, a raw confession of his own vulnerability. He murmured words I couldn't quite decipher, a torrent of possessive whispers and desperate moans, his passion a tangible force that consumed the air around us.

The other person frowned and motioned for him to be quiet. "Brother, don't you find this very exciting? Didn’t Samson and Jasper claim to be genii in the past? Don’t they always want to compete for first place in everything? Look, it’s another match, yet they have not managed to find their way here until now. I’d give them zero out of five stars!" The man laughed a little arrogantly. Summer took a deep breath and forced herself to stay awake. Gasoline would evaporate. She was feeling extremely cold now. It was truly too cold for her.

’ Abby begin playing the instrument and sing “Just the Way You Are.” “My lovely Madam, I hope you like my rendition, Abby sigh. ‘Of course, I sincerely love it. You are way excellent than Bruno Mars.’ Debbie hold Abby’s hand and kiss it. “Thank you for everything Abby.” Debbie pulls her hand up and said, come on let’s dive in now to the pool and relax.

"Whole life I did as you say but for the first time I took one decision, one single decision against your orders and you disowned me for that? How is that fair? Do not I have a complete right to decide with whom I should marry? "This woman, "he pointed towards Ammara, "this woman had wrapped you around her pinky finger that you are going against your father" "No Agha jaan it's not what you think. She is a very upstanding and righteous woman," "I know how much a pious and righteous woman is she. Only because of her today you are standing against your father. You've hurt me. You preferred this woman over me! over your father!" "No! No Agha jaan I never preferred anyone Over you. No one can tak