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And the secrets Adrian left behind were punishable. “Tatiana, let’s go,” Sasha repeated. Another shuddering breath filled my lungs. Black suits slowly drifted away, taking their black hearts with them. The sea of underworld men came to pay respects. Russian. Italian. American. Canadian. Colombian. A sea of black, which I’d always been a part of. No matter how much my brothers sheltered me. My eyes flickered to my brother, seeing him through the fog of grief. It felt like I wasn’t really here. But then I was.

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

I tried move away from him but his arm was already around my waist so it was impossible to leave. His blue eyes darkened into an almost couldn't hue I have come to recognize whenever he was angry and before I could utter another word ,he shoved me to the wall with a cruel harshness. "Kingston please"I pleaded.He could hurt me again.He always did whenever he was angry and I just made him so .Instead of hurting me like he always did ,he captured my lips in a fierce bruising kiss. AUTHORESS POV Kingston heard her soft whimper but he was too angry to pay any attention to it,he ignored it .

Ten-year-old Rhett Grimfang glared at me. I was just about to turn and leave when the hem of my gown became stuck at the corner of the table, tearing it open with a loud rip. "You scheming she-wolf! That was the dress my mother loved most!" Rhett's eyes were red as he stared at me with hatred. "Rhett… you're lying. Sylvia loved gowns inlaid with moonstone crystals. How could she possibly have cherished this plain, old white dress?"

Chapter 1: Sex With My Mother's Patient, Now I Am Trapped Sophia’s POV I’m only nineteen, but I’ve already lost count of how many men I’ve dated and slept with. Okay… I’ve not exactly lost count. Seventeen of them… maybe less, but definitely not more. Seventeen boyfriends since I started dating at eighteen—and not one of them lasted long enough to matter. People always assume I’m the problem. Maybe I am. But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand.

It was because my readers had become so attached to my novels that they started to ship my characters, and they have learned to absolutely love and follow the author behind my books. But now, every single thing changed abruptly. My romance novel suddenly turned into a gruesome horror, which I am not good at. But we were all so astonished once I have submitted the novel-turned-horror-story, as I was able to make the hairs on their skin stand and sent chills down to their spine, which means it was perfect. But that was not what I was known for. I became popular for romantic genres, so it was never a perfect idea to suddenly make the transition into something different and unnerving.

She stiffened beneath my touch, her defiance sparking to life once more. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head, but her voice was a threadbare protest, weak and hollow. “Yes,” I countered, gripping her wrist and guiding her hand back to its place. “You don’t get to hide from this, Sabrina. You’ll feel everything I want you to feel.” Her body betrayed her again, shivering under my touch, her breaths catching as I alternated between teasing and commanding. I let my hand wander, cruelly slow, amplifying every sensation until her resistance began to crumble.

He was drenched, but it only made him more appealing. Gradually, his hands rose up to my thighs, going all the way up to the hem of my panties. It lingered there for a while and I shot my thigh up. His kisses had descended to my neck. I bit back a moan. The servants were here. They shouldn’t hear me moan. But I was having a tough tine holding my pleasure in. Matteo’s lips were soft. Like whatever the hell was known to be soft. His breath were making a mess of me.

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The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.