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He followed moments later, his body going rigid, his groan deep and resonant as he filled me with his warmth. We lay there for a long time, the sheets tangled around us. He pulled me close, his arm draped over my waist. I closed my eyes, feeling the afterglow of the encounter, the peacefulness settling in. But the anonymous writer's words still echoed in my mind, a reminder of the fire that had been lit. I knew that I would never be the same, that the quiet, shy girl who had read the diary was gone. I was a woman who had discovered her own power, her own desires, against the backdrop of a rainy night in a strange apartment.

With a deep breath, I forced a smile, “Guilty Passion.” “What?” “You wouldn’t understand.” I mumbled, lowering my head. “Exactly. When you can’t then how can I? Let me ask you: Do you love my Brother or not?” With a gulp and lowered gaze, I replied, “No. It’s not love.” I looked up at her with a feeble smile, “It’s a guilty passion. Something we don’t want but couldn’t resist.” “Stop talking shit.” She scoffed and stood up. “You didn’t listen to me. Consummate your bond. Freaking Pregnant, want to keep the child. Changing Brother and inviting a calamity. Welldone, Avery! Well done!”

Deciding to keep myself busy with some romantic novels I found in the room, I settled on "Mutual Hatred by Fay .B. Peters." Soon, the door creaked open a little and I jerked up from the bed. "Who's there?" I asked in a small whisper. The door opened fully now, revealing the blue eyed man in the restaurant on the first day I met Eron. "W-what are you doing here?" I asked and he scratched the back of his head, which I have to admit was cute. "I don't even know, myself. Guess I just came to say hi to my boss's new muse." He said and I narrowed my eyes.

you did it?” Samart spoke in angry tone, his eyes were in deeper shade of red, erica was horrified to see his face, she was lost in her own trance when samrat again growled on her face “Answer me Bitch”, Erica turned her face to side and replied in low voice “Yes” , Samrat suddenly turned into a beast, he got angry at her confession , his whole face turned red , Erica was able to feel his hot breath on her face “How did you do it?” he questioned her again in same tone “I.. I know about cars engines, i learned it in orphanage..” she replied letting a tear escaped from her eye, samrat watched her face for couple of minutes with a deep frown and then smashed his lips on her and started sucking

She chuckles at Raspberry who doesn't know what it is that she have done for her, Anthony walks at the head of them with Eriteria beside him with the two guys trailing behind them. "We finally have another scape goat" Eriteria said chuckling happily at Anthony who raise his brows at her in confusion. "What's that?" He asked. "A thief!" She said and Raspberry mind went off the window immediately she heard her, Eriteria winked at her kissing Anthony lightly, "I will get her, she's just a little bitch" She said and walk away whole Anthony walks to the chair in the room sitting comfortably on it. "Strip!" He said and Raspberry wasted no time in undressing withe girl beside her.

The main bastard has always remained in shadows while ordering them around to carry the black deeds. When Rita realized this, she lost her ground and crumbled into a mess. She thought that providing sexual favors to Benjamin will take her to the highest ladder in the food chain but the real puppet maker was someone else and he was so close to losing his patience. Pressing on the accelerator, Patrick increases speed of the poor vehicle and roams his watchful eyes on his surroundings. He has reached closer to the Eternal Restaurant and will soon reach the signal from where Lauren’s car will cross. Connecting the seat belt, he takes a deep breath and the moment he caught the sight of Rolls Royc

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)