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Titles flashed past—romance, drama, fantasy—but none of them held my attention. Until one did. I paused. CEO PLUS-SIZE CRUSH by CAROLUCHY. My brows lifted slightly. “A plus-size female lead? That’s rare…” I murmured under my breath. Curious, I tapped it open. My eyes scanned the blurb, and without quite realizing it, I began to read aloud. “Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with a girl three times my size? I only dated you because I wanted to know what it feels like, being with a plus-size.”

It belongs to him, but I’m not telling him that. Colin rips my shirt off without ever breaking our kiss. His pajama pants fight to keep his erection caged when he rubs it against my lace-covered core. The tingles soak the lace in need. Colin pulls away from me, his hazel eyes swirling with gold. I can only guess his wolf is present to. The dance of colors is mesmerizing. His eyes never leave mine as he flicks the lace underwear off my body. He takes a deep breath. The smell of my desire turns his eyes black.

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"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Not letting me ride it out slowly but pushing impossibly deeper with the slow grind until it happened again. I felt his heavy nuts tapping my backside. The kisses were as deep as his slow presses were languid. Stretching me to accommodate his massive girth and shocking length. Encouraging my hips to move and show him the way, until I adjusted—and the tear felt like that too-delicious stretch. “Better?” he asked, pulling up to both elbows, experimentally pulling out and rolling his hips back in again. My breathless nod was all the answer I could manage. “Good.”

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Then, when the bills outgrew what dancing could cover, I let it become something else. Private hookups, arranged through the manager, always with the wealthiest clients. It was an indecent job but indecent jobs were the only ones that paid enough around here, and I would do every filthy thing this city demanded of me, over and over, if it meant Eli kept breathing. I picked up my lipstick and carefully applied it before smoothing a hand over my outfit. My body had always attracted attention. I was a plus-sized woman blessed with generous curves, a narrow waist, full breasts, and wide hips that no dress could ever hide.

“Of course, sir. I’ll leave right away. Also—Thomas prepared a pork roast this evening. We weren’t certain whether you and Ms. Pierce had eaten.” I allowed myself a slight smile. “Then your timing is perfect.” Gayle and Thomas had been with me for years—more family than staff, despite how they insisted on maintaining formality. “Ms. Pierce is a size… two?” I added, glancing toward Nova. She shook her head with a small smile. “Four.” I smirked faintly. “Size four.” “Understood. I’ll return shortly.” The call ended, and I looked up to find Nova watching me. Not casually. Not idly. But intently—those eyes locked onto mine in a way that made something in my chest shift again.

It's just my imagination — me thinking, after all the hours I had spent on Clara and trying to make her look beautiful, that she was going to steal my spotlight, and not actually that she had. But the more I kept trying to process everything, the more reality kicked at me. "Clara," I finally got the courage to ask, "what's going on here? Why is Damien standing beside you?" She was smiling, like my confusion was food for her satisfaction. "What is happening?" she scoffed. "Don't be dumb, Olivia. As you can see, Damien and I are mates. We've been chosen by the moon goddess herself, which means we'll be spending the rest of our lives together."