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I followed. Not close. Never close at first. Half a block. Always half a block. She lived six streets over in one of those old brownstones with the iron railings that look like they’re about to fall off. Third floor. Lights on the left side. Curtains that never quite closed all the way. I learned that the first night.

I asked, eager for the continuation of the intriguing tale. Sandra's smile widened, and she nodded affirmatively. "Oh, absolutely. Met one for sure." I couldn't help but match her grin. "For real?" The air was thick with anticipation as I awaited the details of Sandra's unexpected encounter. Sandra leaned in, her eyes gleaming with mischief, and nodded with a playful certainty. "Absolutely for real. Tall, green eyes, huge d*ck and charming," she added with a wink. My eyebrows shot up in surprise, and I couldn't resist teasing her a bit more. "Details, Sandra! You can't drop a bomb like that and not give me the juicy specifics. What's the story?"

She's so serious about this, it kinda makes me feel less shitty about putting her in the middle of all this. "Do you have like a dating manual or something?" I ask because I think she does. "No, babe, I just read too many fucking books." She heaves a laugh, I smile at that. "Heyy, guys." Sandra stands over us in a tight green dress, her brown hair in a ponytail. Neither of us respond, we just stare up at her, waiting for her to say something else but she keeps waiting for us to respond. "Hey..." Cass trails, like she can't seem to remember Sandra's name.

I push open the door, still happy about Camilla's crumbling resolve but the sight inside stops me dead in my tracks. Sandra. Sprawled across my bed, wearing nothing but a scrap of black lace lingerie that leaves little to the imagination. Her long legs are stretched out, one hand propped behind her head, a sultry smile playing on her lips like she thinks she’s in some cheap romance novel. The sight would have set my blood racing months ago—hell, it did,for years,back when I first pulled her into my dark world. But now? Now it just makes my skin crawl with irritation, like ants marching under my flesh.

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“I won’t say a word, girl. Between you and me, Huck Finn isn’t nearly as exciting as Mr. Darcy. Just don’t tell your mother I approve of your stealing her romance novels.” “I won’t.” Nanna gestured to the book. “Has he kissed her yet?” I nodded happily. “It’s my favorite part.” “Mine too.” She winked. Our dorm door opened, snapping me out of my inner musings, and Sandra came bursting in in an explosion of fiery hair. “You have to make me ill or something. Or pretend I am. Or – oh! Cover me in face paint,” she babbled, slamming the door and pressing her back against it.

What could a mateless She Wolf possibly achieve by herself? Especially someone as clueless and naive as Rosa, indeed she was just throwing a petty little tantrum. When she realizes just how much she needs him, she'll come crawling back and maybe, just maybe, he'll take her back if he's generous enough. Sandra might have started off as simple fun but he couldn't deny that he liked the way she made him feel. While intimacy with Rosa was predictable and basically routine sometimes for him, Sandra was easily excitable and the type that liked to explore, each encounter with his secretary was a tantalizing experience he couldn't shake off completely.

Or just coincidence? At the time, the promise had just been a painful reminder of all that Clement had and all that Derrick didn’t. Sandra was . . . She was beautiful. Not just physically. She could light up a room by simply walking in. She had a gentle smile that could charm even the hardest heart. And she’d never so much as looked in the direction of another man after she’d met Clement. God knows, there’d been no shortage of men only too willing to seduce another man’s wife. But Sandra acted as though she had no clue of her effect on men. And that made her all the more desirable to Derrick. After making a quick round of the social rooms, he picked up a glass of wine—Damon Roche served only

his chick asked, she came out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. “Nothing babe, my mood got spoilt today.” He said,his fingers rubbing his temples. “ Am here now baby and am gonna make you feel so good” Sandra said, in a seductive voice. She dropped the plate of cookies, and went ahead to sit on his crotch,gently moving back and forth. Dante took his hands to her hips grinding her body on his faster. Sandra breathe uneven as she moves her face to his neck, nibbling on his neck and ears.

In those moments of vulnerability, Sandra drew strength from the wellspring of memories intertwined with Sophia's enduring spirit, transforming personal grief into a beacon of hope for those she served. Amidst the labyrinth of academia and her compassionate endeavors, Sandra's personal life unfolded with serendipity and challenges intertwined. Her elationship with Robert ended on a bad note during their undergraduate and she was left heartbroken. A fortuitous encounter during her master's program introduced her to Daniel, a young man whose presence in her life would become a source of profound connection and love.