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Suzanna’s greeting returned the entire room to focus. I moved my gaze from Chelsea to Bryce to Suzanna and finally to the room. Everything was the same as it had always been. The unchanged bookcases covered the walls while heavy draperies fell beside the windows. It was but another piece of the Montague fortune, regal and ostentatious.

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Almost anything. ‘Come and take a look, then.’ She followed him in, and thought that even if she were blind she’d know instantly that this was a man’s room. Like him, it smelt of clean shirts and shaving things. A towel lay on one of the beds and the cover was rumpled. She knew exactly what had happened. Just like her, he’d got back to his room tense and exhausted. He’d had a shower and crashed out. ‘Here,’ he said, taking a couple of paperbacks from the bedside table. One was a Graham Greene, the other a Wilbur Smith African adventure.

I don't know why my eyes were so hot like they were ablaze and it also seemed like my inner body was wreaking havoc against each other. The feelings was strange but I had no strength to leave the bed. I thought I was about to have my first shift so I closed my eyes and took deep breaths in readiness, but instead of experiencing those bone cracking and muscle enlarging and reforming, I started to feel an extreme fury burning inside me. I was getting furious at what I couldn't lay hand on, and had no power to control it, then so strangely, began to feel the presence of two beasts inside me. One was a wolf but the other was something I couldn't explain and it seemed to be the reason for the sud

"Mine is supernatural and mystery." "Am guessing you must like romance novels.... I mean all girls does...... " I shut the book am reading with a loud thud, cutting him shut. raising my head to give him a glare, I growl out in frustration. "I don't like romance novels, they are so cheeky and so unreal, I prefer supernaturals, especially were wolves. Satisfied." "Umh.... Almost." He smiles sheepishly. I rub on the tip on my nose with my fingers, massaging it softly.

“It’s open. Anyone could come in.” “Oh.” He stepped back, the heat between us cooling for a split second as he pulled away. “Is that so?” I nodded. Part of me wanted this, wanted him, but the other part was terrified of being caught. “Okay,” he muttered. He reached down and picked up the books from the floor, straightening his suit as he walked back to his seat. I stood there, frozen. I didn’t expect him to flip a switch like that, going from a lover to a cold professor in a heartbeat.

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

Him! I’m about to scream, but another firm hand clasps my mouth. I try to struggle, but the grip is far too tight for someone as little as me. “Calm down if you don’t want to get caught”, Truce's low, deep voice warns. His breath fans my neck and I feel goosebumps rise on my skin. If my heart was racing before, now it’s running a marathon. This is the closest I’ve ever been to Truce. His sweet scent of mist, musk, and darkness filled my senses. I suddenly realised how warm his body was—a bit too warm. He let go of my hands almost immediately as if he had read my thoughts.

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