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Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

I want her to know how much I want her and want to be with her, but I don’t want to scare her off. “What were you reading on the balcony?” I asked her. “Just a romance book,” she replied. “It’s about a mafia princess who falls in love with a guy in the mafia, but she’s betrothed to someone else. It’s very well written.” “Sounds like a great love story. One you could tell your kids,” I smirked. “Well, probably not all the violence and sex,” Isabella giggled. “True,” I chuckled. “What are you doing tomorrow?” I probed.

Since that day, until today, we have not shared a room. I leave the table to go to my room; I will continue my reading. I will sit on the balcony to get some fresh air and finish my novel. I am reading the novel by Déesse: The Mafia's Fatal Attraction; it's so exciting, and I really like the heroine. She has a straightforwardness that I admire; she embraces who she is, something I cannot do.

I stretch in bed and roll onto my side, reaching for the book I left on my nightstand last night. It’s a romance novel. One of those dramatic ones with glossy covers and unrealistic men. The story is about a woman in her forties who falls in love with a billionaire ten years younger than her. The plot is ridiculous, but I like it anyway. The woman has been divorced, cheated on, and overlooked, and now suddenly she’s being adored by someone who wants her for exactly who she is. I like that for her. She has suffered enough. I sit up against my pillows and read for a while, flipping pages slowly, letting time pass without watching it. Outside, I hear a car horn and someone laughing. My phone bu

The country's already screwed up Pooky dook. So I got out this romance novel I've been reading, Its about a handsome but poor man who meets this beautiful maiden but she's the daughter of a duke. Her Father wants her to become the concubine of an old but wealthy merchant who is older than her father, so she elope's with her lover. I've always wished someone would take me on a romantic adventure, even a high school romance with dram would do. I needed some excitement in my life, not always getting it from a book.

"Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year " I sigh and shake my head. "I'm not ready Hunt" I say. "Well, I don't think I like that nickname and... ." he trailed and took some big book from his drawer. "I got this for you, I know you might be bored doing nothing. This will keep you busy " "Novels? " I ask and collected them from him. "Yes, romantic novels, I know girls love to read this type of books " "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I don't " I say and opened one titled "Professional slut "

She said, I smiled thankfully at her. "I gotta go, I got online class." She said with a gasp and quickly turned around and ran out, I had to laugh at the way she ran. Bianca is actually a very nice person and I'd have to admit, she's the first real friend I've ever made on a while, she's mine and sweet. Well, I decided to search for a book and read, luckily for me, my eyes landed on a very interesting looking romance novel. I picked it up and sat at the desk. It was a werewolf romance, I love love werewolf romance. I sat comfortably and began to read, I love the writers style of writing, it was smooth and interesting.

There's still long hours till morning. Checking the book in his hand, he discovered it to be a novel. 'The Red and the Black' by Stendhal. After checking the description of the book, he believed it wouldn't be bad to give it a try although he is not fond of reading novels. Leo prefer reading normal books, it doesn't matter which type it is as long as there are not romance books. Most of the romance books he read in the past are rather cliche, untrue and misleading because such love in books doesn't exist in this modern day society.

This is going to be nice, I just know it. I spend hours cooking, snacking, reading, and it feels like a dream. My fae romance novel takes me to a land that doesn’t resemble my life and I’m so happy to lose myself in it. I’m reading along happily when I come across a word that strikes me dead. Mates. Great. Just what I was trying to forget about. I put it down and pull out the other book I brought, a historical fiction novel. No mates here, no way. Dinnertime creeps around and I spend a while making a nice risotto with a side salad and garlic bread. It’s so good it borders on s*x.

When she looks up at me, her eyes widen for a split second, and she giggles. “You look so different that I keep getting surprised every time I see you. I keep thinking a stranger broke into my room. Oh, and I read maybe one a day, or a few each week. It depends on the length of the book. You should read these as well.” I chuckle. “You want me to read a romance novel? That sounds like something a girl would do. Give me a manly book with blood and gore, and I’ll bury myself in those pages.” I don’t want to let on that I love a good romance novel myself now and then. Okay, maybe I actually read them often.