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Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

And then — for some reason I can’t explain — his face flashes in my mind as I close my eyes to focus. Damien. The man with the quiet voice and dangerous calm. The man who looked at me like I was both a problem and a puzzle. I hate him. I fucking hate everything about him. I grit my teeth because as much as I hated him, I still wished I had his heavy body on top of me and sliding his cock inside of me. Just the thought of him being on top of me instantly made me more wet like I have never felt before. His cock inside of me, slow and steady and the warmth it comes with. I held tightly to my tits and fondled them as little moans escaped my throat in a tremendous manner.

His breath was hot against my ear, his voice a dark velvet threat. I nodded, my eyes fluttering closed as his lips trailed down my throat, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin just above my collarbone. My fingers clawed at the shelves behind me, knocking a book to the floor with a dull thud. I didn’t care. Let the whole damn library hear. Let them all know I belonged to him.

And I only have one attempt left until the alarm attached to it goes off…. Ughhhh, why does it have to be so complicated. What's in there anyway? That requires a passcode. I think deeply before I input the date they got married and bingo…. It unlocked. Mennnnnmn, this man's so in love. I opened the door to see different dark romance books. Damn! Who could have thought that my stepdad is into these things. Hmmm, if I read here I will get caught and it won't be a funny experience. So I took three: The ritual, hunting adeline, and captive in the dark. I glanced through it, saw the disclaimer and I just feel like I would love it. I raised my bodycon and placed them in my panty line, closed the s

I fled the room as if the hounds of hell were at my heels, heart hammering, thighs embarrassingly slick. --- The summons didn’t stop. The next day he called me to clean his chambers. The room was almost spotless — only a few books out of place and pillows slightly askew — yet he made me clean it twice under the weight of his stare. His scent, dark pine and warm musk, wrapped around me until I felt dizzy and aching. By the time I finished, my nipples were tight against my dress and heat throbbed low in my belly. He dismissed me only after I caught him inhaling deeply, as if drinking me in.

Vulnerable. Ruined. Raven sat beside me, her arm draped over my shoulders, her fingers idly playing with my hair. "How does it feel?" she murmured, her lips brushing my ear. I tilted my head back, looking at her. "It feels like freedom." Her eyes darkened with something dangerous. Something thrilling. She leaned in, capturing my lips in a deep, hungry kiss, and I melted into her. This was only the beginning. Ethan wasn’t finished yet. But neither was I. And I had so much more planned. --- End of Chapter 19

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

_______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series He lowered his head, his pupils burning like an ignited flame. "Maybe you think you can escape from me... BUT YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME", He whispered softly in her ears, causing her to shiver under his gaze. He was her WARMTH. She was his PEACE. but everything was not this simple at all. *** Zafira Wilder, a 30-year-old divorcee, thought she had escaped the shadows of her past, but her world is about to be shattered.