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The kiss deepened, and my mind was spinning—flooded with a mixture of fear and a strange, twisted longing. I didn’t want this, didn’t want him. But every part of me wanted more. The darkness he offered was intoxicating, like drowning in a pool of gasoline and fire. I knew it would burn me, I knew it would destroy me, but I couldn’t stop myself from falling deeper into it. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, pulling away just enough to look at me, his gaze dark and triumphant. “You’re mine,” he whispered again, this time his voice low and full of a kind of madness. “You’re mine to do with as I please.”

His gaze slips from my eyes to my neck, where blood is dripping down my skin. There he is again - the danger that radiates from him like a living force. He's definitely a sociopath. "What's wrong with you? Say something." I raise my hand to my neck to wipe away the blood, but Rhys catches my wrist in time, his grip tight and possessive. My mind goes blank for a moment. "What are you..." "Beautiful," Rhys breathes heavily, his lips parting in wonder. He's staring at me like I'm a priceless, magnificent painting in a museum.

“At such mention, it just gets on my nerves. I knew Sophia’s a homewrecker, but little did I realize that she’s far more disgusting than those homewreckers out there.” “What makes you say that?” Winona sensed that there was something wrong. ‘What on earth did Madam Parker tell Heather?’ “Let me tell you something. Sophia isn’t just a homewrecker. She’s a lot more disgusting than other ordinary homewreckers for stealing her best friend’s partner. If I’d known earlier that Sophia is such a disgusting person, I wouldn’t have allowed Serena and Michael to get together.” Heather fumed. “You can’t tar Serena with the same brush. Criminals do learn from their mistakes too. What’s more, Serena and S

That was also the reason why she hurt Spencer and acted like she didn't care about the world. And that mental disorder is psychopathic disorder, which is something I fear – that we may have psychopathic disorder. The truth is, because we can't control our emotions and actions, we might end up crazy, and that's what scares me. I'm afraid of becoming crazy like those with psychopathic disorder. I was sweating profusely and panting heavily as I fell to the ground after punching and kicking the punching bag that eventually turned into a kick bag. As I landed on the ground, my pet kissed the cold floor.

Your gonna see a different side to me one who is more cunning and I fight dirty. Val’s expression doesn’t change, but something ancient flickers behind his eyes-recognition of a kindred spirit. There it is.. cunning, dirty, those are survival skills, not character flaws don’t be ashamed of that way of thinking it is going to serve you well. He leans back, studying her with fresh understanding. The man who’s spent two decades in shadow sees her inside that shadow now. Enzo watches them both, sensing the shift-two predators recognizing each other. As the water ripples as he moves closer, his thumb traces her jawline seductively. I’ve underestimated you already, It won’t happen again but ooo ba

He had several dreams about her, and they were all much more wild, more animal than they were the other night. She would start out in charge, keeping him on edge while he was tied up, but he would always get free. Then, he would take over completely, dominating her. She hesitated to call it her own rape, since it was clear she was enjoying it, but she resisted every time. Tracy woke up after every one of them, moaning and writhing, wet as she had ever been. She masturbated a couple times that evening, quietly to avoid waking her friend, but every time she fell back asleep, there was Mr. Hayes, fucking her brains out once again...

He groaned, sneaking his large palm into my shorts and In no time, grabbed at my dick, his touches were so gentle as he caressed the tip,a taunting smile appeared on his face as he let go. “I will take you right here, In Front of the camera” He whispered, smiling, as if his threat weren't purposely to inconvenience me, how can I get myself involved with such a psychopath, who seems to me like the perfect man to align my messy life. “I might have to do this then” He said, beaming, his hands skillfully unbuttoned my shirt and I screamed in absolute terror, I grabbed the piece of paper with a pen and scribbled my signature on it.

I said carefully. "No, it makes her stupid. She wasn't even sure it was Jimmy until he told her it was. She got so trashed at a party that she was flinging herself at anything with a dick. This isn't the first time she couldn't remember who she was with. I can't stand girls like her," he said with a grimace. "I could never be with someone like that." I glanced back at him and wanted to run. His handsome face held such contempt and disgust. I felt the floor fall out from beneath me. If he knew what I had done...

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

Her hatred had caused her so many things and even her self identity. The next page that Jordyn would flip to the right and backward, made her heart skip a beat at the most bizarre heading the page had. 'Found out that that bitch, Jace Scott is a fucking psychopath!' Jordyn instantly went through the words and text which seemed written irregularly with anger, only to see the most shocking revelations scribbled in the book.