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I continued this act repeatedly until I felt my legs shake and it hit, my pulse quickened and then relaxed and then it dawned on me that I just had an orgasm. I tried to steady my breathing when a soft clap sounded behind me. My eyes widened and I froze. God damn it. Someone was watching me? I blinked in embarrassment and quickly pulled the blanket over myself. I couldn’t believe I had left the door open. I stilled the moment our eyes met. It was him. My stepbrother—the one I had harbored a secret crush on and hadn’t seen in four years. The one who left without a word. Nicholas.

“Beg for it.” The need was greater than the humiliation it was a raw primordial ache that overcame all other thoughts. Desperate for the release he so deftly withheld I pleaded my body arching my voice hoarse. “Please. Oh, please…” I wanted him with a fierce burning desperation I didnt know I was capable of because he kept up his slow agonizing assault on my senses. My nerves ached my skin flushed and my body hummed with a dizzying sense of anticipation. Without letting go of my own touch he allowed me to experience every sensation and rising tide of desire. It was unadulterated pure agony and I detested myself for wanting it so badly.

Bella muttered. The housekeeper stared at Bella as if evaluating her. After a long pause, she finally spoke, "Young lady, if you can, leave before it’s too late… But I suppose it’s already too late." Her last words were so soft that Bella couldn’t quite catch them, nor did she understand their meaning. Then, the housekeeper began mumbling to herself, her voice barely audible. "So pitiful… so pitiful… so pitiful…" Bella was about to ask what she meant when suddenly—

"Then you're alone in a world of eight billion humans who will hunt you until the end of time. You can't be our shield forever." POV: General Silas Thorne "She’s the last one, boys. If she dies, the magic is gone for good." Silas looked back at his men, a grim, triumphant smile on his face. He pointed a gloved finger at Rhea, who stood silhouetted against the black sun.

One step either way could change everything. Finally, She stepped back. Not forward. His eyes flickered with something dangerously close to disappointment. She didn’t trust her voice. She walked to the door. Her hand touched the handle. Behind her, his voice came low and steady: “This isn’t over, Clara.” She didn’t turn. “I know," she said.

It slipped even more when he opened his mouth and left wet kisses on my neck, swirling his tongue in a circle on each spot he kissed. “Tell me you dont want this, Laura.” He said intro my neck as he continued his assault. “Say it again and maybe I’ll believe you this time.” “I—” I hissed in both pain and pleasure when he bit softly on my pulse point, and then moaned in pleasure when he licked on the spot, kissing it and soothing the pain. God, he was such an asshole. How could she resist him when he fought so dirty? “Invite me into your room, Laura.” He whispered, the words soft and full of temptation. He sounded a lot like the devil in that moment, she wanted to open her eyes just to see if

Viso stated as He eyed the little remote in his hand. Sandro burned in rage, "I will show you your place you, Unstable man. Soon, I will show you," He said as he threw the used towel at Tylor, gesturing to him to clean up the mess he created. "Maybe you won't get the chance, Sandro. Bad things happen to people in the darkness of night on a lonesome road. Didn't your Mama tell you this?" Viso asked with a mocking chuckle. Once again his eyes went to the remote in his hand. He was getting irked by that small thing in his hand. He didn't want to hold it anymore. Nope.

She kept on returning to the garbage I helped her get away from. “You won’t die. I assure you.” “I will kill myself,” she threatened. My heart halted and narrowed his eyes on her. “Don’t scare me like that. I won’t fall for it.” “You don’t know what my desperation could do. Leave me forever and I will do it, Cali.” “Do that and I will kill you myself, Carmela,” I retorted, my voice dropping to the lowest. “Don’t you dare give me another problem, Carmela? Why don't you focus on your daughter instead of doing something that we both regret later.”

The soon-to-be family of five talked more about the baby and the girls were very excited to know that they would be traveling the next day to celebrate the existence of their baby sibling. The End! Thank you all for reading TEMPTRESS! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to see you in my new story but for the meantime, please feel free to check out my other stories on this app. Thank you!

“Satish, where are you? My men are waiting for the papers at the airport, why you still haven’t arrived yet?!” I eyed my man to take the phone to the almost dead corpse so Snake could hear it as well, there was a long silence lingering in the atmosphere when he heard his yelps. I could feel him, gritting his teeth in the realization that his plan failed. “You son of a bitch!” He shouted, furiously. “Sad but we aren’t brothers,” I replied to him, calmly. “Bastard! How dared you to call my mother a bitch!” “The exact way you dared to deal my papers with my man under my nose. What made you think you would succeed?”