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Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

Every time I thought I was at my limit, Kade would whisper something cruel in my ear, or Brian would deliver a spank that reignited the fire in my blood, and I’d find a second wind. By mid-afternoon, I was lying splayed out on the rug, my legs shaking uncontrollably. I was covered in a film of their cum, my skin tacky and smelling of musk. The sheer stockings were torn, and the maid’s apron was hanging by a single string. Kade walked over and stood between my spread legs, looking down at me like I was something he’d found on the bottom of his shoe. "You're holding up better than I thought," he admitted, his voice a low rumble. "But we’re only halfway through day three. Brian and Ken have som

The last time he looked at me and closed his eyes for his eternal rest. The past years had been dedicated to Nathan. I didn’t, and couldn’t, think of anything else. Lisa wanted me to have fun, Nathan wanted me to. I wanted to be careful. I could do both. Right? “Hey Siri, text Remy, and Kai.” I waited to be prompted to compose my text. “Let’s talk. Drinks at Paradise. 8 p.m. Friday.” The assistant replied. “Would you like to send?” I waited a beat before answering. “Yes. Send”.

He opened the valet and It had 100$ inside it. “Problem solved! I can borrow 400$ from Henry and add these 100$ in it and keep it back in the locker. This way Mr. Paul will never doubt on me again!” Keith headed towards Henry's home. A person who was a friend Keith always remembered in his toughest times. But, unfortunately never gave him a helping hand in the times of need. Keith reached Henry's home and explained him the entire situation. Keith always shared all his problems with Henry and took advantage of him by acting innocent. Henry helped him and landed him 400$.

You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.

Anything to avoid walking into Rhett again while he was dripping and glowing and smug. But the man had no boundaries. By noon, he was shirtless again. This time in joggers that did nothing to hide the fact that God clearly had favorites. “I made coffee,” he said, holding out a mug like peace offering number two. I took it without a word and sipped. It was good. Of course it was. He leaned against the counter. “So what’s your story, Lana?” “My story?” “Yeah. Everyone’s got one. Especially women who move into apartments expecting old ladies and get dick instead.”

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

They were laughing loudly, slapping each other on the shoulders, every gesture exaggerated as if the world existed solely for their entertainment. I could feel their eyes on me, and heat rose to my cheeks, a mix of anger and humiliation twisting in my stomach. My jaw clenched as a glare shot toward Chris, wishing I could disappear into the stacks of books around me. I stayed in the library a little longer, flipping through my textbook and forcing my mind to focus, though it kept drifting elsewhere. By the time my watch ticked past seven, I had finally finished reading. I closed my book with a soft thump, then slipped it into my backpack as I stood up and slung the bag over my shoulder.

I have submitted my credentials to different company and awaiting their call. But while waiting, I have business I'm planning to start up. I'm glad that I'm not an extravagant spender. I saved money which will help me along the way and also starting my desired business. My rainbow will be colorful again, I'm certain about that. I planned going to pack out all my things from the house before the rent expires. Joba contacted me the other day on social media with a strange F******k account because I also blocked him in return on all social media.

BUT, AS YOU KNOW I MOSTLY PUBLISHED ALL MY BOOKS ON W*****D SO I SUGGEST THAT IF YOU WANT TO READ FAYE AND JAKE'S PARENTS LOVE STORY, YOU CAN DO THAT ALSO BECAUSE I'M NOT GONNA PUT IT UP HERE EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT. IT'S QUITE DIFFERENT FROM FAYE AND JAKE'S STORY COS IT'S AN ADULT FICTION AND VERY MATURE LIKE AND ALL, SO IF YOU'RE INTO THAT KIND OF GENRE (MAFIA AND BILLIONAIRE AND ROMANCE) THAN THEIR STORY IS FOR YOU, SO CHECK IT OUT ON W*****D UNDER THE SAME PROFILE I HAVE HERE. I'M SURE YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT. BUT HERE'S HOW JAKE'S STORY GOES;