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She practically fell into the first available empty seat she could find, three rows from the front, dropping her satchel to the floor with a thud. The air in the room had changed. It was charged, anticipatory. All eyes were fixed on him as he placed his coffee and bag on the lectern at the front. He didn’t need to call for silence. His presence commanded it. Scarlett’s fingers trembled as she opened her notebook. She dared not to look up. She bit her lip, trying to steady her thoughts. She had survived. Dr. Clarke began to speak, his voice filling the hall. “Today our topic is ‘Forbidden Romance’.”

Something inside her fractured as she read those words. She barely recalled the hours that passed a haze of wine, the sound of a wineglass shattering against the kitchen floor, and humiliation rising in her like an unwelcome guest. To be discarded was one pain, but to be publicly replaced was another agony altogether. Her apartment suffocated her with its memories- Aidan's scent lingering in the air, his books haunting her shelves. She did what any heartbroken woman would do. She go dress to kill. A black satin gown that draped to the floor, a daring slit grazing her thigh.

I had complete faith in my love and my plan. Jonathan rushed over to me and shoved Katrina to the side. He was ready to attack my neck but I held his face and sucked his lips intensely. I kissed him chastely, my fingers running over his silky hair. I was confident that if our love was powerful enough, this kiss would fade away his thirst for blood. My lips drew up to a grin because he responded by sucking my lips. Our lips soon moved in unison. Through the corner of my eyes, I noticed the blackness around his eyes had vanished. This proved that my plan worked and also that our love was the strongest; no force, no magic could break our love.

She nodded, unconsciously biting her lower lip. She didn't know that every gesture of hers was a turn-on for Ronald. He closed the gap between them and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Before he could pull away, She deepened the kiss and he gave her access to explore his mouth. He loved the fact that she was the one in control. Ronald's hand made its way to her back, he reached for her zipper and slowly unzipped her dress. He pulled away from the kiss and pulled her dress over her head. She blushed as she stood before him in nothing but black sexy lingerie. One of which Clarice picked up for her the day they went shopping.

“Never.” I laughed. ”Why not? I mean, you’re gorgeous.” His cheeks flushed and he smiled. “Just focus on relaxing, Christiana.” But I didn’t give up. “Come on, tell me” I coaxed. Mason sighed. “I’m focused on my career,” I raised my glass. “To successful, handsome bachelors” Mason clinked his glass against mine “To beautiful, sophisticated and intriguing women.” I blushed, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. Our eyes met, and I gulped the rest of my drink to ease myself.

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The slaves gasped at my endurance, and I refused to lower the other knee. "Princess Miatta, isn't it? I have heard a lot about you and your legendary stubbornness, but alas, even your pride and your coward of an Alpha could not save your pack from our own hands. I promise to break you until you learn to respect your betters, until you will voluntarily kiss my feet whenever I am in your presence. "Never!" I swore, and I raised my head to meet her eyes. You may beat me up, torture me, but you can never break my spirit. I am a proud daughter of the household of the Black Fur Pack, and neither you nor your alpha can teach me any manners. "

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But I wasn’t going to make it easy for her to copy me. However, I didn’t expect it to look this good. “Oh my gosh!” Nova exclaimed, her jaw dropping wide open as she stepped into the room. “Who are you?” A smile pulled on the corners of my lips as I stared down at my outfit. I had on a long, black silk dress with a plunging neckline and a slit that went all the way up my left thigh. “You like it?” I asked her. Nova’s eyes dragged up to mine. “Like it? Are you kidding me?” And then her gaze softened as she reached for my hair and tucked it behind my ear.

“Come with me, and I’ll find you a place to wash. I imagine that ride was unpleasant.” “I wouldn’t like to do it again, uh…?” There was that smile again and it somehow suffused her with warmth, even in the circumstances. “Cleo Black.” A hearty laugh accompanied it. “Isn’t that just the most perfect name ever? I sometimes think my great-grandfather changed his last name after The End just to match the family’s skin tones.”