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But with him, I felt seen, desired. He groaned, low and tortured, his grip tightening. “God, girl, you're killing me. You're beautiful, smart... but I'm your stepdad. This is wrong.” Yet his body betrayed him, leaning closer, breath mingling with mine. The scent of him, sawdust, soap, man…filled my lungs. “Wrong feels right sometimes,” I said, echoing words I'd read in forbidden books, the ones that made me touch myself at night thinking of him. I closed the gap, pressing my lips to his.

No one sees his hand slide beneath my skirt. His fingers find me instantly, all wet and throbbing, and he smirks. “Such a good little slut. You got on this train for me didn't you?” I shake my head, but my hips betray me and instead of stiffening at his touch, they begin rolling against his hand. Suddenly he pushes two fingers inside me and I gasp, grabbing his arm, but he doesn’t stop. “You’re going to come right here, where anyone could see you.” “This is---- ah---- wrong-----”

I walked straight to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, I had my bath and dressed up fancy, I sat opposite the mirror and brought out Ana's makeup kit, not a thing I do everyday, but whenever I wanted to meet up with Sammy, make-up became one of my thing. He loved it when I dress up like a doll, he would say I look classy, and sexy like a TV model. I could pass on as one but damn, I got rejected from every audition I had. It was all about connection, when it comes to starting a career as a model. I did everything right, and the last one I made it through to the final stage of selection, the producer wanted to have sex with me. Sleeping with a total stranger was not something I have ever done

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

She came hard, trembling against the bookshelves, her moans swallowed by my lips while I kept fingering her through every wave, drawing it out until she was a shaky, dripping mess. I pulled my fingers out slowly, brought them to my lips, and licked them clean while she watched with wide, dazed eyes. “See?” I whispere d, smiling. “I told you I’d handle it.”

By the time anyone figured out the truth, the damage would already be done. She leaned back, sipping wine, the screen's glow reflecting in her eyes. > “You wanted to play with fire, Serena? Let’s see how you handle the burn.” --- Damien’s Penthouse – Next Morning Neither of them had slept. Serena sat at the edge of the couch, blanket around her shoulders, scrolling in silence. Damien stood by the window, sleeves rolled up, shirt rumpled, his jaw clenched as he read headline after headline. > “FAKE LOVE: Serena Vale’s Rise Built on Lies”

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 63: Heat at the Threshold “Hello, handsome,” she purrs, her voice a silky whisper that snakes through the air like smoke from a forbidden fire. The words roll off her tongue slow and smooth, soaked in a sultry undertone that fills the space between them.

He remarked as he went on to read the book titles. I flushed, Mom read a lot of romance and smut…like I don’t even want to think about it. She doesn’t know that sometimes I read them and I have been for a long time now, as far as she’s concerned I only read YA adventure romance with little or no smut. “It’s my Mom’s.” I cleared my throat, feeling more embarrassed. My face reset into a frown as someone bumped into me from behind, it almost felt like a push. “Excuse you?” I glared at the girl.

Lots of smut. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had a book convo,” I said. “Have you read anything noteworthy?” Chance whispered. As if we were sharing secrets. “I’ve been so busy. My latest read is an omegaverse,” I whispered back. “Mm.. there’s a lot of smut in those,” he teased. “There is,” I said. “Did I not give you enough last night?” he gasped. My step faltered, and I inhaled sharply.

NOTE: 1. This book contains mostly fantasy, romance, light smut with a touch of comedy. 2. English is not the author's first language, so please bear with any errors and any constructive criticism will be duly appreciated. 3. Please drop feedbacks as it encourages the author. Chapter one ~ The blue moon pack ~