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Gradually the others slipped away until all that were left were Ryan and his Mom, Claire and another woman, a hot Latino called Megan. The three women were definitely the wrong side of tipsy and whilst Brandi was pushing up against her son, so he was squashed against the rest and she had two thirds of the sofa, the other two were getting close and giggly... very close and very giggly. Ryan watched as they moved nearer and nearer each other, their hands slipping over each other and their thighs rubbing together. His Mom was leaning her head on his shoulder also watching, though she seemed to have seen it all before, “Go on,” she said with a girlish laugh, “Dare you to make out with tongue.”

Luca said softly, and Elena felt her resolve weakening. "You wish," she muttered, trying to resist his charm. Luca's laughter followed her as she walked away, heading to the bathroom. * * As the days went by, Elena and Luca's arrangement seemed to be working. They had managed to keep their hands off each other for two whole days, an impressive feat considering their undeniable attraction to one another. However, their willpower was put to the test on the third day after a Romano event. Earlier that day, the Romano family had been celebrating their 70th anniversary. Elena had dressed in a stunning red flowing gown that Luca had bought for her.

Romero looked at Franco and Luca, ‘I’ve had enough of these idiots, that’s twice I’ve had to cancel my trip to see Tash, she’s going to think I don’t love her anymore. Franco shook his head, ‘Nah, Boss, she’s crazy about you, she loves you to bits.’ Romero laughed, ‘Well she’d better because I worship the ground she walks on, now, let’s round-up that last of these fucking Columbians so I can go show her how much she means to me.’

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Roman asked worriedly. Taking a tissue from his hands, she let out a snort. "That," she paused and let our a snort,"is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen" "What? You've never seen my brother kissing a woman?" Mikaella stopped and stared at her husband wide eyed,"How is it that I ended up marrying the less romantic brother?" "How about we get out of here and I shower you with as much romance as you want, wifey"Roman whispered in her ear and Mikaella pushed him away from her.

Jen sarcastically said. "The lid is the problem but not my fault, okay?" Loki muttered. Jen just steal her cup and close it with a lid quickly. "you are a weakling girl" Jen teased while giving back her shake drink. A woman started to smile and said "It’s looked like you both loved each other" . "Of course I loved him, though he keeps roasting me a lot. I accepted the way he is and I loved him" Loki confidently said. Jen began to pinched twice on her waist, while he was showing his embarrassing face. Jen hid his smiled with left hand.

Romeo The shrill ring of my phone shattered the calm of the evening, sending a jolt of tension down my spine. I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, who was on the other end. Sebastian. Always lurking in the shadows, a reminder of a past I'd rather forget. I picked up the call, my voice cool and measured. "Sebastian." Romeo," his voice oozed false cheer as if we were old friends catching up on lost time. "How have you been?"I suppressed a bitter chuckle. We both knew this conversation wasn't about pleasantries. It was about Dahlia. Or rather, Sydney. The memories surged like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me in a sea of anger and regret. Dahlia, Natalia's long-lost twin, is a fragile soul

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She only knew that she had never truly understood that man. Michael glanced at her fiercely. Christina clenched her fists as she bit her lips until they began to bleed. The bloody scent started to spread in her mouth. Christina did not want to get any closer to that man. She was extremely reluctant to do that. However, fate loved to tease humans. Underground lovers, what an embarrassing phrase! However, that might just be an opportunity for Christina as well. She could get pregnant once she had physical contact with him. “Alright! I’ll sign the contract!” Christina raised a pen as she wrote down her name at the bottom of the contract with shaky hands. Michael kept the piece of paper. He then

Dylan Parker, invited both the men for a drink, unintentionally ceasing the conversation anomg the two friends. As soon as Amara headed towards the group of ladies they stared at her in a knowing way, and left the place except the woman who stood staring at her with a glass of wine in her hand. "So! You're the date of The great Tristan Sanchez! You managed to get hate of each and everyone here this fast!" she chuckled as she sipped on her wine in an elegant way.