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Edward handled most of them while I restocked shelves and learned the layout. Around two, a woman came in looking for a specific dark romance. "Do you have anything like Butcher & Blackbird?" she asked. "I just finished it and I need something similar." Edward looked at me. "Maliya?" I stepped forward. "Have you read Haunting Adeline? Or the Broken Bride series? They've got similar dark romance vibes with morally gray love interests." Her face lit up. "I haven't read either of those. Where are they?" I led her to the romance section, pulled both books, gave her quick summaries.

he mumbled, pressing soft kisses to her forehead, cheeks and lips. His hand idly caressed her breast, thumb brushing the still-sensitive nipple. She giggled, tilting her face up to capture his mouth. Brad's fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, his dominance a comforting blanket over her submission. Marie nestled closer, content in the afterglow, knowing this affair had woven itself too deeply into their souls to unravel easily.

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I remembered the way my body had sung under his hands, betraying every bit of my pride. I put the dress on. It clung to my curves like a second skin; the hem hitting mid-thigh; the neckline plunging low enough to show the faint red marks he’d left on my collarbone. I didn’t put on any underwear. Julian didn’t like barriers. The click of the electronic lock sounded, and Julian walked in, his black blazer over his arm, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He looked tired, lethal, and devastatingly handsome.

“Zoe, you bitch! You ruined everything! You ruined my marriage and my reputation, yet you’re here acting like you own the place?! I wouldn’t be in this state if it weren’t for you!” Her eyes were filled with hatred, as though she wanted to rip me apart. “Even Victor… Even he abandoned me because of you! Do you really think you’ve won?” She rushed at me like a lunatic before completing her sentence, her long nails aimed at my face. Before I could back away, though, someone jumped in front of me. It was that regular customer at the cafe who invited me here, and the heir to this hotel, Luke Wynne. “Please mind your behavior, ma’am.” Luke gripped Summer’s wrist, his voice calm but firm.

~ Nikki ~ I successfully manage to not destroy this gorgeous piece of furniture, but that doesn’t mean I won’t spontaneously combust, burst into flames and otherwise incinerate this luxurious bedding. Breathing is simply not an option at present. The fiery sensations consuming me are all I can focus on. They blaze through my veins, leaving a sizzling trail in their wake. My inner muscles clutch Jameson’s fingers, not relinquishing their hold on him as I draw out every single ounce of pleasure he’s just given me.

But James had sharp eyes because He noticed the faint smudges beneath her eyes, the way her hands shook ever so slightly when she handed him a folder but he didn't push; his gaze stayed on her too long, too hard. --- Leya retreated again to her haven that night. Her readers just had to wait. She cleared a fresh page and wrote out the first line: > "Love is not always kind. It bruises sometimes. It scars. But sometimes… it teaches us how strong we can be when we finally leave." Tears clogged at the edges of her eyes, but her hands did not tremble, Someone somewhere was reading those words. And perhaps, so would she. And something she would not — could not — ever witness was that with every se

Whoever opened that door was going to take the brunt of their fury. Finally, seeing no way out, Layla shot me a venomous glare before storming over to open the door. The moment it swung open, the group of furious college girls surged inside, slapping Layla across the face without hesitation. “So, you are Linda Lowe? Shameless!” “Look at you, running your mouth and still acting high and mighty! Who do you think you are?” “You love showering on the balcony, don’t you? I’ll make you famous, you filthy slut!”

Love replied. “Okay love, what about me? Huh?” Belle asked wondering. “What do you mean, what about you?” Love replied. “Well I mean, do I also not strike you as a romantic? Do i strike you as the sexual type?” Belle asked eagerly. “Well Belle, if you must know, you’re never open about these things. You always talk about how much you hate and despise guys. How you think they are all so disgusting and disrespectful. Literally, no guy who has ever had a crush on you, didn’t end up getting crushed by you.

Only my bra and panties remained. “The bra.” I unhooked it with slightly trembling fingers. The cool air and his presence made my nipples tighten. He rewarded me with gentle strokes across my breasts, rolling the sensitive peaks until my breath grew unsteady. Finally, just inside the room, I hooked my thumbs into my panties and slid them down. The last piece of fabric pooled at my feet. I stood completely bare. That was when I saw him. He was seated in a high-backed chair across the room, his back to me at first. A tall, broad-shouldered figure in dark period clothing, wearing a round hat. Then he slowly raised his head and turned.