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Wait and I will use a cheap knife for killing them. I stood up from the bed and go to my comfort room to pee. It’s already 3:00 am, I realized it’s the devil hour and I got up from a shitty dream. I finished peeing and immediately go to my bed. I roamed my eyes around. Ace is my next target yet I can’t finalize my plan. It was too hard to think of a successful plan how to kill them all. I am running out of ideas. I think I need to watch some suspense, mystery, thriller movies to help me give ideas. It wasn’t my intention to classify horror movies as cheap.

After a tense silence, Thomas finally sounded utterly defeated. “That’s enough! Stop! The rescue team is already on the way! “Just… go around, don’t come this way.” I exhaled sharply and yanked the wheel, turning the car around. I had gambled right. However, moments of relief were immediately replaced by a wave of heat even stronger than before. Smoke burned in my lungs, and all I could hear was the relentless crackling of the fire. I fought to control the car, spinning through flames and smoke, gripping the wheel with every ounce of strength.

I hesitate, glancing at the angry runes still smoking faintly on his chest. "I'll be quick," I promise, pressing a fast kiss to his burning forehead. "Don't move. Please." I slip out of bed and hurry to the kitchen, my new heightened senses making everything feel overwhelming. The fridge light is too bright. The sound of my own footsteps echoes strangely. I crave spice. Plenty of heat. And meat. The juicy, soft kind, oozing with spice. Oh, I can almost taste it. My hands move on autopilot as I throw together the spiciest pasta I can manage with extra chilli flakes, chunks of sausage and beef, garlic, and a heavy drizzle of oil. The smell hits me like a drug, making my mouth water and my stom

Mirabel’s voice shook as she tried to continue reading, her fingers gripping the divorce papers so tightly the edges crumpled. “‘Section 8… regarding spousal support… the petitioner… demands...’” Riven growled against her ass, his tongue plunging deeper into her tight hole. He ate her with filthy, greedy strokes, long licks, wet circles, and possessive sucks that made her knees buckle. His strong hands kept her cheeks spread wide, completely exposing her as he devoured her most private place.

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My skin feels like it’s on fire, and the sweat is making the chain slippery against my body. If it wasn't for the diamonds holding my nipples down, they would be sticking out right through my uniform for the whole world to see. My heart hasn't slowed down for a single second since I left the bathroom. My head is soaked with these insanely filthy thoughts of Cairo, racing through my brain like a car with no brakes. I want to know what he tastes like. I want to see that body. Those hard, ripped abs I saw the day I woke up at his mansion. I want to feel his tongue inside me, shattering me to ruins once again.

He felt his finger twitch, as if they were asking him to run them along Spade's ass. He cleared his throat and looked away quickly, what was suddenly going on with him? He'd never had such obscene thoughts before, not once in all his life Thoughts about things like that sometimes repulsed him, in the past whenever he thought about things like that, he would almost wanna throw up, his skin would crawl in disgust and a very painful and sour memory would surface, but now all he could think about was how thrilling it would feel to explore something like that, not just that but to explore it with Spade.

“I’ve never really thought about it.” “Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean p**n?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean p**n!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned p**n! With some monsters maybe. I feel like you’d enjoy a good monster fucker book.” “I.. don’t know about that.” “Alright,” she says loudly. “There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.”

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“Then why do you feel the thrill of it, Sabrina? Why do you crave the power? Why do you feel alive when you kill? Tell me you don’t feel it—the rush, the heat in your veins. Tell me you don’t need it.” His words dug into me like a blade. I could feel them. The rush, the fire, the darkness inside me that was growing, swallowing me whole. He wasn’t wrong. I couldn’t deny it. With every life I took, there was a part of me that felt liberated—alive in a way I hadn’t felt in years. And Viktor knew it. He knew everything about me, about the twisted craving that I couldn’t outrun. The worst part? I didn’t want to outrun it.