Post Possession Damage Control Novel Novels & Stories

Ha… But tonight, I was determined to embrace the moment. I'll enjoy myself! I grip tightly to the edge of the table as my vision becomes blurry again. I clung onto a glass filled with a mysterious concoction, and with each sip, the warmth spread through my body, replacing my anxiety with a blissful haze. As the night progressed, I found myself engrossed in conversation with the servants. They spoke highly of Callisto, the enigmatic boss of the mansion. He, an enigmatic boss, is my ass.

I was breathing hard as I laid down there and just thought of what I did, I was so fucked and it was the fault of none other than the 6'5 muscular green eyed handsome man next door. I got up and used the bathroom and cleaned myself up Well the smut, was rather really smut 😩😩😩 I'm just trying tho

Their touches lingered longer than necessary — hands on waists, fingers brushing thighs, heated gazes in the brief moments between battles. Midnight Confessions In a longer lull around 3 AM, they sat together near the center of the roof, backs against each other in a protective triangle, catching their breath. “I keep seeing their faces,” Kael admitted quietly. “Every infected I kill… I still see my little brothers.” Serena reached back and intertwined her fingers with his. “I smell burning sage and Elara’s perfume every time I close my eyes.” Damien’s voice was low. “I still hear Viktor’s last words. ‘My greatest pride.’”

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But upon seeing the determination and the firmness in the little omega’s face, Maverick let out a heavy sigh and finally answered Ciel’s question without batting an eye. “Someone anonymously posted a photo of us on our college’s exclusive forum website, captioning it with a sentence that says I have finally found my pair, then went on mentioning your name and your course.” “What…” Maverick fished his phone out of his pants’ pocket and fiddled on it for a moment before giving it to the bewildered Ciel. The little omega quickly took the phone and took a look at it. And there he saw the photo and the post Maverick was talking about. And the moment Ciel saw the photo, a loud gasp came out of his

“We contain this. Tonight. The premiere afterparty is in two days. We turn this into our narrative. You’re not a victim. You’re our secret. Our fantasy. And we control the story.” He kissed me hard, tasting the mess on my lips, then looked at the others. “Clean her up. We have work to do.” The next forty-eight hours were a whirlwind of controlled chaos. They kept me in the mansion, hidden from the outside world while they spun damage control. During the day, I was their willing stress relief, fucked on every surface, in every combination, as they planned how to turn the leak into their advantage.

, I said and her next words froze me on my spot. End Of POV:- "I AM NOT YOUR POSSESSION', She said and left Davish's apartment. Porishma directly went to the airport and took the next flight to India. End of flashback:- .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

" Mumbling to myself, I could feel my cheeks getting hot again. It burnt as I kept on blushing, before immediately trying to keep calm in order for the the guard not to notice my sheepish behavior. Trying to keep calm, I take out my phone to distract myself, but everything all changed as soon as I looked at the screen. .... "City's famous billionaire Xavier Steel one year contract wife begs and seduce him to take her back... "How disgusting would a lowlife stoop because of money.." Shitty lowlife wants to tarnish the name of the Steel's company for good... "Why is the famous billionaire playing seductress dirty games?..." ... "What's this shit" My voice comes out shakily from my lips, as I i

He paused outside the door, taking a deep breath to compose himself before entering. Jack was lounging in one of the leather armchairs, but sat up straighter as Damian walked in. “So,” Jack said, a hint of amusement in his voice, “care to explain what’s going on?” Damian sighed, pouring himself a glass of scotch before settling into the chair opposite Jack. “It’s complicated,” he muttered, taking a sip of his drink. “She just told me about Daniel Regars,” Damian began, his jaw clenching at the name. “He was her bully in school, and now he’s the one behind that anonymous post.”

He licking it all and yelped a bit when the hard length sprung free and hit his nose. Liam giggled too and waited for what Lucas was going to give him. But he balanced himself on his elbows to see why Lucas stopped. His forehead creased to see Lucas frowning. "Who did it to you"? Lucas growled. His lust and horny mood had totally died the moment he saw the proud 8inches of Liam's dick marked with burn marks. "Did what"? Liam was confused. As far as he remembered no one touched him down since he moved in with Lucas. So what was Lucas talking about?