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But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

“Sees me? Or sees a broken prize to claim? You hate what they are, yet you would hand me to their prince like a peace offering. After everything you said about men like him. After watching my mother die from loving the wrong monster.” Her hand reached out and gripped my wrist with surprising strength. “Love is not what Drake gave you. Possession is not love. Temporary fire that leaves you shattered is not love. I want someone who will choose you every day, not only when it feels convenient. Someone who stays when the beast inside demands otherwise. Victor can be that man. He will not fly away when you need him most.”

We took a short break, breathing heavily whilst the fire between us did not die even when I pulled out and began to eat his ass again, tasting my cum on him mixed with his musk. Kai rode my face demanding that I go deeper with his hand in my hair. “Fourth round?” he said when I came up for air. “Get on your back this time Damon, it is my own turn.” I glanced at him. His eyes flicked between me and the bench and then back again. “Well?” He started. “Quickly get on with it man. I want to use you now.” I lay down and he climbed onto my hard cock standing proudly and sank onto my cock reverse cowgirl.

Still, the way he said it, like the words made me feel small. “Tell me, Snow,” he pressed, voice dipping lower. “What kind of books do you read?” My stomach dropped and panic fluttered in my chest. If he knew, if he even suspected. The facade I’d built so carefully for my parents would crumble to dust. He couldn’t know that behind closed doors, I consumed more dark romance and filth than any good girl should. The sound of the front door swinging open snapped the moment in half. I blinked, tearing my gaze away just in time to see my dad stride in. Relief flooded me so fast my knees almost buckled.

She kept giving Sarah knowing looks. “That man’s either a psycho or completely in love with you,” Cassie said, wiping down the counter. Her voice was flat, matter-of-fact. Sarah tried to brush it off. A dismissive wave of her hand. “He doesn’t love me.” The words felt hollow, even to her own ears. “Yeah, and I don’t drink tequila before noon.” Cassie tossed her a rag, a cynical smirk on her face. “Wake up, girl. He’s not standing there looking like a Roman god out of pure, platonic loyalty. He’s waiting.”

They heat me up quickly and make me wild. This wine isn't meant to make one feel high. No. It's for creating that romantic moment. I always take it for Lysa because I never want her to think that her choices aren't welcomed. I take a few more sips, and I then take a large gulp and without swallowing, I pull her to me and feed her slowly as I kiss her. After I am done feeding her, I prolong the kiss as I suck on her tongue and I watch her go weak and I break the kiss.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

Hello readers, thank you for following the story so far. The plot is about to take a dark and intense turn. I made an effort to incorporate the elements of a dark romance, danger, suspense, and maybe a bit of romance. Keep in mind that the title of this book is “TAINTED LOVE” (A Dark Mafia Romance). What is the first thing that comes to your mind? If you believed the book was dark in the previous chapters, well, it has just intensified. LOL.

She stuttered, “Off… off the lights.” Laurence's fingertip stayed on her forehead for a long time as he looked at her knitted brows. “Aren't you afraid of the dark?” Zoey didn't want him to see her face when she was turned on. It was something she couldn't control. They were like the most intimate lovers in bed. She said a little breathily, “Switch it on again after we finish.” Laurence kissed her ear. It seemed like he liked her ear very much these days. He grunted hoarsely and switched off the light. Other than the faint light shining in through the curtains, the room was nearly pitch black.