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“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” “I hate you.” I would’ve been more convincing had the words not come out so breathless. “Hate is just another word for love.” He slipped a hand beneath my sweater and cupped my breast while trailing a string of fiery kisses down my neck. “I don’t think that’s right,” I said, caught between laughing and moaning. God, his hands and mouth were magic. I shot a furtive glance at the doorway to the dining room. Missy and Ralph were nowhere in sight…yet. But the possibility of getting caught made the whole thing hotter—I was so wet I was afraid I’d leave a noticeable spot on Alex’s pants when I stood.

Chapter 1: The Ice and Fire Encounter The air in the ballroom was thick with the scent of wealth—crisp champagne, expensive perfume, and the faint aroma of cigars clinging to the tailored suits of men who thought money made them untouchable. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen rain, casting fractured light over silk gowns and diamond-studded necks. It was the kind of event where a single misplaced glance could spark a scandal—and where secrets were traded more freely than stocks.

I watched as he pulled his briefs up, tucking his cock away, and buttoned his pants. My heart sank. “Jerem—” His cold gaze narrowed on me. I corrected myself, “Moy korol. Please, forgive me.” He pulled me up by my throat, his fingers digging into my pulse point. “Don’t worry, I am not done yet.” ____ A. Gupta Reference Chapter 148: Just because I love you. Next chapter spice level 🌶🌶🌶🌶🌶 make sure you're safely tucked in your bed.

He pulled his thumb out and discovered her staring hatefully at him, so he hummed, "It's salty, but still my favourite!" She felt her blood boiling. She mustered up her courage and spat on his face, before weakly stuttering, "I h-hate you!" He wiped his face off, with a smirk adorning his sinfully gorgeous face and laughed humorlessly. He reached forward and grabbed her hairs, making her yelp out in pain. Pain shot throughout her already vulnerable skull. He leaned down, till their noses touched and whispered, "Did you think it was love?" He laughed looking away and licked his lips up, as his gaze travelled from her eyes, that had been glaring at him hatefully to her lips, that seemed as de

I start tо ѕhаkе mу head but hе leans іn аnd kisses mе before thе wоrdѕ саn еѕсаре mу mouth. It’s a powerful kіѕѕ, dеер аnd іntіmаtе. Hе ореnѕ my mouth wіth his tоnguе, tаkіng me undеr until I hаvе tо еіthеr surrender or pull аwау. [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 49] ******** Author Note: Read my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. Check out now before the book becomes premium and chapters got locked.

I was terrified than I had a spoon of spaghetti he was currently having, to do the spice check. It is perfect. Not at all spicy. He looked above to find me staring at him, this time he became anxious spotting me study him. Hiding back the most eyes, under the curtain of anger and rock solid ego. Keeping my eyes stooped to the plate, I ate silently, the fact that all my earlier existent hunger has suddenly vanished under the effect of those chilling gazes made me finish the breakfast even earlier.

Chapter 28: His Wife's Death My hand touched his chest and the warmth of his body against my palm was addicting, my neck burned when I heard him gasp with my touch. My fingers climbed to his neck and pulled him closer. I didn’t know what I was doing but I felt him sucking my lower lip gently. While his hands were hugging my waist. I didn’t know how long it lasted until we run out of breath. I moved away and my head on his shoulder while hugging him.

He has always come in contact with hot actresses, heiresses and models but he never felt such situations as he feels right now with Mirabel. 'What is so special about her that I can't even control myself? Is this love? I even agree to a fake marriage, [aaaaah] this is fucked up. I also didn't even tell her my real identity. Should I just keep quiet?' Oliver thought as he massaged his forehead. Meanwhile Mirabel on the other hand quickly decides. "I will go sleep with m-my friend in her room while you stay here." "Okay, no problem." Oliver let out a sigh of relief inwardly. He knew he might not be able to control himself if they both slept in the same room so the idea was much better than he

They walked down a few flights of stairs and drove off. Eric had selected a classy restaurant downtown named Hotspot and had made the reservations earlier in the evening after he had spoken with Sandra. He loved the restaurant and he had visited it several times but this time it had a special meaning to him. He was taking the woman he has fallen in love with there. They had booked a table for two at the deck as he had requested and they had a view of a man made lake. It was beautiful.

The actions caused tingles down her spine and it made her toes curl in pleasure, a slight purr in her throat. That sexy sound turned Marcel on and he didn't care if she thought this was a dream or not, he rocked his hips against her, greedily devouring the moans that left her lips as a result of it. Her body was on fire; every blood in Arianna's veins seemed as if it had turned into molten fire and she wanted more. At once, Arianna wrapped her legs around his hips and pushed him further against her now wet core, her lips covering his in a passionate kiss.