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The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

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Letting her hair go he brought his fingers on her cheek caressing her cheekbone using his thumb. Damon: Open your eyes love. She steadily opened her dark brown enchanting orbs meeting his who was already staring at her with admiration and love holding in them. She thought he will say something which will indeed break this blissful moment but instead, he said something which left her stunned. Damon: I will change for you love. I will prove you the depth of my love. I will win you. I will promise I will protect you and will take every attack coming to you on me wholeheartedly.

"This is insane. I am fucking my secretary and her sisters while learning company secrets. What have I gotten myself into?" Nadia laughed softly from above me. "The right side of power. You give us pleasure and protection. We give you everything else. Now make Betsy cum. She deserves it." Betsy rode faster, her full breasts bouncing wildly. "Yes Adrian. Right there. I am close. Fuckkkk” “Make her cum, Adrian! The Society protects its own. No one will ever blackmail you again." She came hard clenching around my cock with a loud cry. Her juices coated me as she trembled. They switched again. This time Bethany approached. My own cousin. The taboo hit me like a wave as she straddled my lap and g

My brain was still telling me to fight, to get away, to protect myself. But my body was betraying me completely. My hands that had been pushing against his chest were now gripping his shirt, twisting the fabric between my fingers. My lips were moving against his, kissing him back even though I knew I shouldn’t. The mate bond. It had to be the mate bond doing this to me, making me respond to him even when every logical part of my brain was screaming that this was a bad idea. Nathan’s hand moved from my hip and slid up my side, his palm hot even through the thin fabric of my shirt.

Charles followed, pumping more cum deep inside her. They stayed joined. Racheal lay on his chest. “You are safe with me now,” she said. “I will never hurt you.” Charles hugged her tight. “And I will protect you from him.”

"Why didn't you save me?" "I..." Panic seized Francis. She said softly, "You promised to protect me, but you were the one who killed me." "I didn't!" Francis bolted upright and flicked on the light. The room was empty. Except for me, a ghost, unseen by him. The visions kept coming, more and more often. Sometimes it was the fifteen-year-old me, huddled in a sea of red, whispering to him, "Do you want to live?" Sometimes the twenty-year-old me, reeling from my first kill, so sick I could barely stand, wishing he would just hold me.

"They'll be working directly under my command." The three men stepped forward simultaneously. "Miss Adriana," Enzo said, "I'd like you to meet the Trio. Your father personally assigned them to protect you." "'Trio?' That's the best name you could come up with? Sounds ridiculous." She folded her arms. "So Dad really assigned me four bodyguards?" "Three bodyguards," Enzo corrected calmly. "And one Head of Security." Adriana rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Enzo opened the passenger door of the Bugatti and looked at her. "Are you ready to see your father?"

"I'll only be a few minutes. Don't let anyone steal you while I'm gone." Without waiting for an answer, he disappears into the gardens. Aiden watches him leave before absentmindedly rubbing the back of his neck. Why did Damien defend him? Why did he sound so possessive? Why couldn't Aiden stop thinking about the way Damien looked at him, like a wolf guarding a fresh kill? He ruffles his hair in frustration, the silk of the borrowed tunic sliding against his skin.

“But Roman will be there. And I don’t want to…” “It’s okay,” she said. “I want to go.” “I’ll be there,” Julian said. “I will protect you both.” Looking at Julian, I wanted to believe that. He always protected us in the past. But it wasn’t physical protection I thought we might be in need of this time, it was protection of the heart. I wasn’t worried Roman would strike against us physically. Instead, I thought he might try to kindle something romantic with me, or try to impose himself as Alice’s father, like he always tried to in the past, no matter how hard Alice pushed back against that.