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Veeraj was worth it. Even if he destroyed me. END OF CHAPTER 26

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

JENNY moaned in response to Jason's treatment of her femininity especially when his finger began to move at a faster rhythm. Not only did the heat she felt but also the trembling of her whole body intensified. It was a cold night that in fact, they were in the Summer Capital of the Philippines, Baguio City. But something else is happening to her now. She feels like the whole room is on fire because Jason hadn't yet but severely abused her femininity while he also didn't let go of the very passionate kiss on her mouth.

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Hellooo Loves, it’s been a long time, hasn’t it? I apologize for the late update but thank you so much for being patient with me. We’ve now come to the end of Arabella’s and Alexander’s story but as seen, Dex’s and Veronica’s isn’t over yet. There’ll be a short book attached to this one for Dex’s and Veronica’s story. Then after their story is done, we’ll have bonus chapters on Alex and Ara, where we’ll get to know about their lives after high school. This will not be now, though because I’ll be completing my other book—My Stepbrother—in June along with writing my new book.

(just grab some tissues and trust the process) Read a comment here that said 'hopefully it's about to end', so I'll answer that- about 7-8 chapters left. A. Gupta

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Content warning: this chapter contains dubious consent / borderline non-consent. The submissive protests right before penetration and is overruled. The ice in my whiskey glass clinked as I took a long, slow sip. The cool, smoky burn slid down my throat, adding to the pleasant buzz already humming through me. I was seated on the edge of the bed, one leg crossed over the other. I was putting on a black suit jacket. It was unbuttoned and the only thing underneath was my bra.

It was quiet, only a few students scattered in corners with their thick tomes. I hurried to the supernatural history section, my fingers trailing along the shelves until they landed on a title that made my heart stop. “The White Pack: Legacy of Healers.” With trembling hands, I pulled it free and hurried to an empty table in the corner. My breath caught as I flipped through the pages. The opening lines read:

Strange stains on the carpet. And there, in our bed, lay Jessica and some naked guy I'd never seen before. I couldn't process it. I couldn't accept it. Jessica grabbed a blanket, stumbled to her knees, and wrapped her arms around my legs. Her voice shook as she begged. "Michael, please believe me—I was drunk, I thought he was you. I didn't mean to. I really didn't." She was rambling, her hands pressed together like she was praying. She kept explaining over and over.