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He moans out "Angel fuck you feel so damn good" Before we can go any further the door is yanked open and Malachi gets in the car. He looks over and smirks. "Don't stop on my account loves. It looks like it was about to get good. Just know both of you will be punished accordingly once we are home." We both freeze. Our arousals clearly evident. I relaxed against Lincoln to calm myself as Malachi leaves the lot.

The rain had finally tapered off, leaving the master suite in a heavy, humid silence that smelled of floor wax and Genevieve's expensive jasmine perfume. Malcom stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his reflection ghost-like against the glass. He was shirtless, his skin still bearing the faint, fading marks of Tamsin's nails from the motel. He could feel her behind him, the girl he'd treated like a disposable thrill, now standing in the center of his bedroom like a permanent fixture of his shame.

".. death." -END OF FLASHBACK-

I had gotten what I wanted. Molly laughed. "Gawd you were so wicked!" I bushed. "I have no idea where these actions came from. It was like I was a different person." Molly laughed and put her hand on my thigh. "So, you don't flash anybody anymore?" Once again, my mouth got ahead of my good sense. "Not since then, but I could change my mind at any minute." Molly just looked at me for a beat and smiled. I went back to my tale of deflowering.

I was considering going to the bar to get a drink when a sudden white flash cut across my line of sight. I blinked rapidly, wincing in discomfort as my vision blurred. When they focused again, I found the taller one of the gay couple posing as his partner took pictures of him with a… The flash came again and I froze. “Smile for the camera, darling.” The partner was saying. My throat closed up. I- I’d heard that before. Many times from his mouth. Another flash of light flickered across the bar and I shied away from it. Stop hiding bitch, face the camera like the shameless whore you are.

Then I saw it in real time: the moment she stopped hating it. Her back arched, mouth fell open. Orgasm crashed through her like a freight train in silk. She moaned loud enough to shatter the air. I let the silence hold, just long enough to make her wonder if I’d say anything. Then I gave her what she needed. “Good girl.” The next morning I reviewed footage of her from the previous night while sipping espresso. Every shift confirmed what I already knew—Floris Middleton was hooked. Shame alone couldn’t produce that kind of climax.

One of you keep hold of her, I haven't finished having fun with her yet’ Malone licked his lips greedily and hissed at the other two Agents who were with him, ‘’These mutts won’t hurt us while we have her as a shield’ He reached down and hauled her to her feet swinging her against his body deliberately and letting his hands roam where they wanted cupping her breasts and squeezing them hard, 'I'm going to have so much fun with you back at Headquarters Bratva Bitch.' His hand slid into her jeans and he pushed a finger inside her she struggled but the Agent holding her just tightened his grip staring strai

She yanked Valentina’s head back just enough for eye contact, possessive, triumphant, her green eyes gleaming with malice. She traced a nail down Valentina’s cheek, sharp enough to leave a faint red line. “All those pretty promises… and you fell for them. The accounts, the will, the insurance, everything locks in when your heart stops. And the little accident inside you?” Her smile cut deeper than any knife, lips curling in cruel delight. “We’ll handle that too.”

Jessica smiled, "How dare he beg for mercy from my brother? My brother has a reputation for being hot-tempered and loving me. Besides, my brother hasn't beaten Adam up yet." Gail was doubled over in laughter. They arrived at the restaurant and ordered a lot of dishes to celebrate that Flora was unable to make trouble for them and Adam was ripped off. When they were enjoying the dishes, Gail glanced at her phone casually and screamed in surprise, "Oh my God! Jess, you have become the trending topic!"

*Flashback* Marcos had just created Talon and was teaching him about controlling hype when they ran into Cassandra at a pit in Paris. She instantly wanted the newly changed Talon, and Talon was too unstable to resist her. For two weeks Talon and Cassandra fed and fucked like savage animals. Until the fateful day Talon had enough. Cassandra couldn’t handle the rejection and went on a rampage to kill Talon. Luckily Marcos came back to the hotel in time to stop her from doing just that. Marcos and Talon teamed up to fight her until finally Talon shot a round of platinum in her back. The shot knocked her out long enough for them to flee the city…