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"half-naked." I blushed at his boldness. "Yes! It's the one-" Quickly, I turned the book around to read it's title so that I could clearly show him I was really looking for my book and almost immediately, I threw the book on farthest corner of the room, wiping my hands frantically on my wet top, as if just the title had managed to rob me of all my innocence, and engulfed me in its sultry world. Seventeen ways to have him inside you.

But instead of a story, I stumbled upon a stash of folded papers nestled within the book's pages. “Woah” I blurted, carefully putting the papers back in place. I carefully unfolded the letter on the top. My eyes widened as I delved into the letter. My brows furrowed intensely as I read its intense words that seemed like a passionate love confession. I could feel the flush creeping up my cheeks as I read the first sentence in the second paragraph, completely absorbed. These are some R18 letters! Suddenly, I heard Nicholas's footsteps approaching. “Shit” I cursed.

His eyes are now the same color as my terror. Dark Dark I can't breathe. "Are you prepared for exact revenge?" He beams a devilish grin. No You never know when it's you who needs to make restitution. Now it's occurring. a first for me. Girls in college discuss their initial experiences. Before turning eighteen, someone lost her virginity. She likes to snuggle after sex, which makes them blush. We've never had sex, yet Ronald still holds me every night. When I caught him, he had, but now he plays the game. He simply causes harm to people, and I am his next victim.

Her heart thudded in her chest as she untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside was a book. A rare first edition of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, its leather-bound cover delicate yet immaculate. She gasped, her fingers brushing over the gilt lettering. Nestled beside it was a small, cream-colored card. She picked it up, her breath catching as she read the elegant script: “For a literature enthusiast. —N.B.”

Raii Shin looked around to see if anyone saw her disorganized a bunch of papers but the librarian was writing at her desk and the students around were either sleeping or playing games. And as if by the moon's grace and fate's favor, her eyes went round at the sight of a picture as she picked the papers. Her hand shuffled them until she saw it and couldn't believe her eyes. The picture had a bunch of words underneath it which read About the Author. The messy pack of papers she just picked were parts of a book and interestingly, it was a book written by none other than a very young Ma'am Ague. *** ''This is quite interesting. The type of paper used, the measurements and the wordings--it's from

she muttered, heat flooding her cheeks. The old man was crazy. Clad in lingerie and walking the long hallway when his daughter would be in the house? Crazy. She couldn’t risk that. She threw the bouquet on the bed. She didn’t need that now. Grabbing the box, she opened it to check out the contents—a pink lacy thong that covered only her center and a matching bra that would probably leave all her flesh exposed by the time she had donned it. The second box had a pair of pink high heels, the same shades as the lingerie, and the last one contained a brand-new earbud communicator.

A place for secrets. A place for love that couldn't survive daylight. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The air was cold and stale, but it still held traces of him, pine smoke, steel, and something warm that made my chest ache. I sank onto the edge of the narrow bed and pressed my yearbook to my lap. The cover was bent. A smear of dried blood marked one corner where I must've grabbed it after Selena kicked me down. Graduation. Everyone else would have pages filled with signatures and inside jokes and promises to visit.

Author's Pov Lily was busy reading the novel she just started yesterday, her eyes instantly widened when she read the next lines which left her utterly speechless. Lily had read a lot of smut books even some bdsm related, but this was the first time she was reading something so explicit and kinky, the male lead was a freak indeed, the female lead was a prostitute in the story and the male lead was trying to find a way to fill the void he was having from the last few months.

‘Innocent’ collisions that had my pulse hammering, my erection thickening with each graze of her hip against my thigh. Her scent enveloped me: clean jasmine laced with the subtle vanilla of her nerves, drawing me in like a moth to flame. My mind raced with dark intent and every word I spoke. Probing her naivety, gauging Dominic's fractures, delivering a veiled threat. She saw it as nothing more than flattery and idle conversation. But her proximity muddled it all, my body betraying strategy with raw hunger. *I imagined stripping away that dress, exposing her pale skin to my hands, her luscious breasts heaving as I sucked her nipples into hard peaks. Her untouched pussy clenching around my fi

He quickly drank the whole contents of the cup in one swig and turned his slightly flushed face to the man behind him. He looked at the man's perfect but extremely cold face, and his heart trembled. He held the man's collar and shook his head slightly while holding back his tears. "I don't want to." His voice was hoarse, but it showed his determination. He was only 19. So young and so innocent, but the world never considered age. Moreover, he sold his body first... Brewster knew the man could decide his fate, but he truly didn't want to strip naked before the lecherous men in the room and be forced to act depraved... He hated it.