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Tasting the filth, the fire, the fever he wrote into every page of my skin. The next morning, a box sat on the kitchen counter. Hardcover, freshly printed. My was name on the cover—and his. ‘Yours, Uncensored.’ “Is this—?” I asked, fingers trembling over the title. “Our story,” he said behind me, pulling my robe down to bare my shoulder. “Every filthy, furious, unforgettable chapter.” “You’re insane,” I breathed. “And you love it.” He kissed the top of my spine. The back cover quote? I read it aloud.

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I cocked my head to the right in submission. "Take it." ♾ You've come to the end of this chapter. Thank You for reading Chapter Twenty-Eight| Intensity. Are you ready for the heat? Skip the next chapter. It is mature! Love, Coco

His hands slid down my body again, eventually sinking into the warm heat of my cunt. He kept me moving forward and I almost passed out after climbing the stairs. By the time we came to a halt in front of a large golden door somewhere in the estate, I was completely desperate and ready to cum. "Woah, look at those tits... can you even feel the pain anymore?" Chris said, getting off the once neatly laid bed and dragging the white sheets with him. He flicked the clamps a bit before twisting and pulling them off. I let out a low moan of release though the absence of the pain almost made me miss it.

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Waves like electricity stung him and he moaned, soiling her with the last of his seeds. Kiara rolled, sighed in her sleep, and popped her eyes open when the smell of burnt rice wafted towards her. She didn't recall putting anything on fire, she shoved the duvets from her body. Her hands glided across her stomach, she paused wondering what slimy substance was on her body.

One step. Then another. She held the railing as she descended the stairs slowly, quietly. Each breath hurt. The silence of the mansion didn’t help—everything felt cold, distant. She reached the kitchen, opened the fridge, and grabbed a bottle of water. Her fingers were shaking as she twisted the cap off. She took a sip, then another, but the water did nothing to ease the burning in her throat. Why did it have to hurt this much? Why did she even let it get this far?

now that he had a taste of the forbidden fruit, he wanted it all! What do you think Chandra is going to do next? If the chapter took your fancy then please do vote and comment. And if you like my writing style I could promise you another equally interesting plot in "The second marriage. "

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉