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"This isn't possible… Isabella, tell me it's fake!" "Felix, I… I…" Isabella was a weeping mess, unable to form a complete sentence. "Speak!" Felix roared, fury igniting in his eyes. "Tell me, have you been lying for the past two years?" "I had no choice!" Isabella finally broke down. "I love Marcus, but he's just a doctor! I wanted a better life!" "So you used me?" Felix's voice grew dangerously low. "You let me believe I was having a child, you made me, for the sake of that lie…"

Each kiss was teasing, my lips barely brushing against his skin. His breathing grew heavier, his grip on my hair tightening as I reached the tip again. I paused, my tongue flicking out to tease him once more, swirling around the head slowly, agonisingly. “Stop teasing,” he growled, his voice rough. I glanced up at him through my lashes, my lips curving into a sinful smile. “What’s the rush?” I murmured with a little bit of mischief. Before he could respond, I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, sucking lightly, just enough to make him groan. His head tipped back, and I felt a surge of satisfaction at the sound.

My hands were still trembling when I pressed the buzzing rose to her clit and pushed two fingers into her dripping pussy. Elena’s head fell back. She moaned loud and real — the same moans I had just heard for my dad — but now they were all for me. When she finally came, gushing around my fingers, she pulled me up and kissed me slow and deep. She pressed her forehead to mine, still breathing heavily. “You can keep pretending to hate me, Cassie. But we both know the truth now. You’re already addicted.” My legs were jelly. My heart was a complete mess. And the worst part was… she was right.

"There were no other ingredients, so I cooked two plates of this." "That looks pretty yummy." Kisa smiled, walked over, and reached over to take the plate. However, Gilbert dodged her hand. "It is hot. Go sit down at the table, and I will bring it over." "Mmmmmm, you are so sweet." Kisa smiled sweetly at him, then leaned over to kiss him before turning around and heading over to the table. But when she turned around, the gentle smile on her face vanished, replaced by a cold one. 'See, this man pretends to be gentle and considerate, so conveniently and naturally, almost realistic. If not for the heartbreaking experiences, recognizing the true nature of his malice and ruthlessness, I would hav

"It's because of the Legend of The Kiss of Eternal Love." When I pursed my lips, her lush mouth widened. "You don't know about that either?" Of course, I knew about that. I just didn't want her to leave yet. And this was the perfect opportunity to keep her talking. I shook my head. "Nope." Shaking her head in disbelief, she explained, "The Legend of the Kiss Of Eternal Love states that when two strangers meet on New Year's Eve and kiss at exactly 12:00 on New Year, they'll love each other forever."

"It's okay, baby. We will get through this together. You just have to be strong for me and the children in your womb” I nodded, feeling a little bit better than ever before. Raising my tear-swollen face from Felix's neck, some strange spirit descended on me and I locked my lips to Felix's, kissing him passionately. Felix's lips were cold, devoid of passion and desire for me. He kissed me back, and it ignited a fire of lust in me. From running my hands seductively over his chest, I lowered my hands down to his trousers, dipping down there to grab his conk that I have always yearned for.

I blinked in surprise as I was taken aback by the impact of his kiss. I placed my hand against his chest to regain my balance. It was almost as if the heat of his kiss captured my breath and I could do nothing about it. The feel of his hard body against mine made my skin ignite with heat almost immediately. It was almost impossible to concentrate.

My pulse fluttered wildly beneath his lips as he brushed a slow, deliberate kiss against my jaw before capturing my mouth in a searing, all-consuming kiss. The moment our lips met, the world tilted, dissolving into nothing but sensation. His kiss was a contradiction—demanding yet tender, passionate yet controlled. He devoured me with exquisite precision, his tongue parting my lips, delving deep, coaxing, claiming. His other hand continued its exploration, his touch sending spirals of pleasure radiating through me. My body arched instinctively, a silent plea for more, for everything he had to give.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.