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" He's smart, like that reading people like an open book is his specialty, so even if Elena wants to hide she can't. Apart from being a ruthless businessman in the whole of South Korea, he had a weird interest in psychology which led him into taking one as a hobby. On an appointment with him was how they met. Elena wanted to discover her past life, which was in a blur, and he became her personal therapist plus an elder annoying brother. His face turned serious as he questioned her. "I heard you are getting married. Is it true?" Elena nodded her head slowly. But I don't want to marry that person." "This was the reason which led to my little pig crying." Elena scowled, which made him chuckle.

This was as good an apology as she would ever get it… She knew it was his way of telling her that he knew she deserved a better setting for her first time, but that she couldn’t expect him to be a romantic partner. “As memorable as it could be,” she nodded at him, a lazy blissful smile stretching her lips. She had half a mind to tell him it had been everything she had hoped for and more, but she couldn’t. This was Roman freaking Bianchi. He was a mafia boss, and he didn’t do romance as far as she knew. Before long, they left the dimly lit bar, with Rose limping a little bit, her soreness both tingling with pleasure and slightly painful at the same time.

I ripped off his shirt and my suspicions became true. He had the insignia of the Russian Mafia which means the attempted rape was planned. I walked towards the whisky cabinet content to let Lorenzo handle it but when he became cockier I got tired. With a glass of whisky in my hand,I moved towards the duo. Right in front of them,I gulped it down. It trailed down my lips and disappeared in the middle of my breasts. I could see Lorenzo's eyes follow them down the trail they made before he visibly gulped. "Who sent you", Lorenzo asked in that deep voice of his that sent vibrations and shivers all over my body.

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

Like criminal traces that kept intertwining until the surrounding air was filled with sensual sounds, whispering teasingly. “Oh, Luc.” Velia's response provoked a killer instinct within her. The challenge was unnecessary, only exacerbating the situation. The sparks that emerged only intensified the state of affairs. Lucas was triggered. The warrior within him rose with full force. He surged, ready to demonstrate a passionate form of lovemaking. With deep penetration. With rapid urgency. With strong thrusts. Lucas's powerful thrusts shook Velia. He unleashed waves of passionate desire that engulfed her. Ripples and splashes continued to splash and create a whirlpool.

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Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

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