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Sergio’s POV “Yes… daddy… fuck me harder, daddy!” Cassie whimpered into the pillow, her muffled moans driving me insane as I pounded into her, my cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. Her nails raked down my back, leaving trails of fire, and her body arched to meet every brutal thrust. The room was hot, sticky, filled with nothing but the sound of flesh slapping flesh and her breathless cries. I shouldn’t have been here..shouldn’t have been inside her, while Natalie was just down the hall on a conference call with her investors. But Cassie’s tight heat had me addicted, and we’d grown reckless. Too bold. Too hungry. And yet I couldn’t stop.

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I walked to the library and sat next to the window, I looked at my project and now I need to find some books. I walked through the bookshelfs and search for the architect section. I'm looking for a watertank and some electric placement book. I looked through every book clearly and oh there it is. I tried to reach it but I can't. It's on the top of the bookshelf, I need to take a ladder. I walked away to grab the ladder. I got back to the architect section again and I put the ladder to reach the book but the book is gone. Suddenly I found the book on the middle shelf, I looked around. I guess someone must have been taking it and put it there.

These actions cannot be explained, Navpreet,’ said the inspector gloomily, casting an eye on the mountains. The sub-inspector gave a stiff nod and carefully studied the inspector who seemed to be lost in contemplation. ‘From what I have seen, murders are of two types,’ said the inspector, the tips of his fingers coming together. ‘First are the unplanned ones, committed by people who were suffocated in some way by the acts of the would-be victims. When they see an opportunity, their fear is eclipsed by the pain they have suffered and they strike.’

I froze for a moment, then gripped the butcher knife in my hands tightly. Even though chills were running down my spine again, I started to sweat profusely. I was a nervous wreck. Terrified thoughts flooded my mind. What if it’s Jonathon playing games with us? What if it’s someone who can help? Should we hide? I knew hiding might be risky, since our only real hope for rescue might be on the other side of that door. Then again, I also knew that opening the door might seal our fate for good.

I reached for my cell phone to call Sutton, realizing not only did I not have my phone, but I didn't have my purse or any money and was sitting on empty. Fuck, fuck, fuck! With no place to go for comfort, I drove home-my home. The "contract pending" sign in my yard caused bile to rise in my throat. In less than thirty days, this would no longer be my house. I could break the contract, but in reality, it didn't feel like home anymore. Rachel could find me another place to live, perhaps in another county where not everyone would know that I'd been used. Fuck, Dax. Of all the shit he had to announce, I never thought he'd violate that trust. In a haze of irritation and uncertainty, I wandered to

THE CONTENTS OF THE STORY IS FICTIONAL AND AN ORIGINAL WORK OF THE AUTHOR. THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME

Maybe that is the reason why I have no problem in communicating even if I don’t talk to people much. ‘This Time I Will Not Love You' This novel sounds so hurting. I think I won’t be interested in this since I have no love life or whatsoever. ‘To The World I Wish…’ ‘Reckoning Love…’ ‘Mystery Caller' ‘Untold Secrets…’ ‘Unfolding Secrets…’ JUST WHY THE HELL DOES IT SOUNDS SO SPOOKY?!?!? “Alright let’s look for other books to read...” I tried to calm myself just to not let me feel the spookiness in the titles of the books I saw. A very interesting book caught my attention. Unlike the others, it was… handwritten.

“Here’s the best of it. She’s an investigator! Get it? Esmerelda Sleuth is a sleuth!” Although Lance politely smiled, he made no attempt to join Melanie in her laughter over her clever play on words. In fact, I got the impression that he was annoyed with it. As was I. Since I’d joined the office of Snyder and Jason Investigations, I’d been teased more times than I could count over the fact that my last name was Sleuth. It usually came from clients who spoke before they thought, so I excused them their social ignorance. Melanie’s behavior, however, was purposeful. Unfortunately for her, it backfired. Not only had she irritated me and Lance, but Nora was clearly unimpressed.