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I will answer. If any of you are waiting for romance and leap , so sorry to disappoint you. . No leap no romance till 100 chapters. When Apurva Sanghvi will be properly introduced then it will start . so after 100 chapters you will find romantic scenes , true love and friendship , business ethics and family survival, war between pride and justice . Thanking you Author HEER.

Chapter 5 Title:Still Open, Still Leaking Setting: Jonah’s penthouse apartment, 3:17 a.m., alone POV:Jonah Cole (first-person) Focus: Solo — filthy self-use, overstimulation, residual mess, mirror, toys, heavy self-degradation Heat: Extremely high, pure smut I barely made it through my own front door.

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Trigger Warning: Rough sex. Pain. Blood. Torture. Quit if you don’t want to read it. ************ Daniel was sitting by the bed head, with a glass of fine Scotch. Jack was riding him roughly. His back was hurting; his butt cheeks were stinging with the spanks. He was almost in his subspace considering how much alcohol Daniel had forced into his system with kisses. His mind was in a daze, passing orders to the body on its own.

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And I will only be able to help if I don't play dumb. And crying and trembling and putting up a fight against them would be dumb. I will act smart and get out of here. I will get out and get others out too. Tbc... Another chapter. 😏😏 I know the chapters are hurtful but trust me, the progress will leave you with a satisfied grin. Our ML is not weak at all. You'll know that in the upcoming c hapters. Please let us know your views about the book:) Lysm.

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I tried to sit up straight, but a raw, stretched ache pulsed fervently with every tiny shift I made. The memories of yesterday came flooding into my mind. I had never felt this weak. All my life I had been the one in control; I was always powerful, unshakable, the Alpha everyone feared. Now my body betrayed me with every twitch, sending unwanted sparks of heat through my cock even as shame burned in my chest. I could still feel Vesper's thick cock spreading me wide. Such a hot sensation, constantly reminding me of how thoroughly he had fucked me last night, and my hole throbbed at every thought. The feeling was humiliating, addictive, and foreign.

energy. He looked at me like I was a minor inconvenience and maybe a little fun, like he’d already guessed my stats and was giving me a passing grade out of pity. Hot. So hot it was infuriating. Like, how dare you not want to fall at my feet? What’s wrong with you? Why do I like it? I remember the way he bantered—verbal foreplay, quick and sharp. The upstairs hookup was… Jesus. I’m grinning into my pillow, helpless to stop the shit-eating smile on my face. He fought me for control, bit my bottom lip hard enough to leave a mark, raked his nails down my back, and left me somewhere between worship and exorcism.

With devotion and voracity. Her body arches, bows against the cold glass. Her cries are no longer stifled. They resonate in the empty penthouse, hoarse sobs, incoherent pleas. She speaks. She says my name, curses, prayers. Her legs tremble, close around my head, imprisoning me. I am lost in the darkness, in the taste, in the scent of her. The vibration within me reaches a crescendo, transforms into a dull roar that seems to come from the earth itself.