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I nod, looking up at him. "Good girl." That makes shivers run down my spine. "Now, open it and read out the first line." I slowly open the book, my cheeks burning from embarrassment. How can he make me read this out to him? "Go on." He urges, his voice firm and his face rigid. I swallow before opening my mouth to speak. "Dear diary, I want professor Ivan to make me choke on his cock." The words leave my lips and my stomach churns, and then he chuckles, his hands moving to his belt.

Nothing beat that feeling of reading a French book. I wasn’t much of a reader. I got bored easily. But if I had to choose between books and movies, I would pick books. At least books let me imagine things my own way. I walked into a small bookstore near the hotel. The bell above the door rang softly. “Bonjour,” the woman behind the counter smiled. “Hi,” I smiled back awkwardly. I walked around slowly, running my fingers over the spines of the books. Romance. Crime. Fantasy. Self-help. I picked up three random ones. All about love.

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Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

“Did I mention the wine was called Louis when I spoke with you on the phone?” He tried to recall. “No.” “Weird! How would Francis know that’s the name then?” “Perhaps… someone else mentioned it to him before or he’s seen it on the TV?” he guessed. “No way! The packaging was written all in French. A person who doesn’t speak the language wouldn’t have recognized it even if they’ve heard of it before!” He gave this some serious thought. “Francis is a strange character. He’s been living among the poor lower class for years but there’s this calm and cultured elegance in him. He’s not like your Average Joe.”

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

"I won't let anyone harm you." "Pakka?" "Pakka." How could I fight her in the first place when she looked so beautiful laying next to me? How could anyone think she wasn't for me? "Now sleep, bookworm. I won't be able to sleep until you do." "Say something in French." "What?" I chuckled. "Say," She insisted. "Tu es exquis, mon amour," I rolled the words out of my tongue. "It means you're exquisite, my love."

"It feels like the perfect end to the term. Awww. Your hands on my skin are sending sparks through me. Ohhhh. I’ve wanted this for so long, please use me as you wish, I want to feel all three of you." They started slowly. Marie and Amme kissed me while Cami explored my body with gentle soft fingers. They took turns in pairs. Marie and Cami kissed my breasts while Amme fingered me slowly. The sensations built layer by layer. I moaned actively. "Awwwww… your fingers feel so gooood inside me Amme. Ohhhh. I love serving you like this after all the support I gave you during exams, I love that I can also use my body to please youuuu."

“You shouldn't be this cute, Hazel." He mumbled to himself, jaw tightening as he fought to maintain composure. Nevertheless, he picked up a book and extended it towards her. "I think you'll like it," he said, his voice steady despite the internal turmoil. Hazel accepted the book, her curiosity piqued as she examined the cover. Reading the blurb aloud, she deduced, "Is this a romance novel?" A smirk played on Francisco's lips. "After reading it, you'll find out," he replied, his eyes holding a mysterious allure.