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“I don’t think I will be able to read that much in this lifetime. I am fine with this. Heck, I can’t even finish reading all of this.” “I think you can,” he says. “One of the Owusu’s lovers was able to read all of it. I forgot her name though. They say she’s an enigma. But one thing is for certain, that she loves books, probably more than she loves her Owusu lover.” “Ha!” I snort. “Is that why you are playing with women? You are waiting for a woman who can read as much as her?” “I am not playing with them. My lovers know that we are just in it for the pleasure.”

Her voice turned hoarse, as it moaned when she reached a state of total pleasure. She fell exhausted on the bed as her senses descended from the heavens where they had been taken. Luke's sweaty body clung to her back and kissed her neck. She took the hand of who would now be her boyfriend and with a satisfied smile. She said while kissing his mouth, “It seems that my horny teacher still has a lot to teach aside from remembering me." ~End~ Author’s Note: Next Story "The Bodyguard"

Also, don't forget that the version of me who loved you existed in the past. "I stopped loving you the minute you revealed your plan to keep the child and get rid of me. All I feel for you now is hatred." Just then, a nanny noticed the tense atmosphere between us and immediately hurried upstairs. Bryce was afraid they would make a scene and alert Derrick, so he hurriedly lowered his voice and snarled. "Fine, I'll apologize! Is that what you want? Think carefully, Jessica. You were my girlfriend. You've crossed the line by marrying my father!"

More jewels and gowns than I could count. Every night he needed me, I’d put on whatever lacy thing he picked out. We’d have sex. Five years. 999 times. There were moments—his sweat dripping on my forehead, his soft breaths inside me, the way he’d look at me—when I let myself dream he loved me. Then the video dropped. Him. On the street. Kissing another woman. I knew the truth. He was my keeper, not my lover. Everyone laughed. They couldn't wait to see me lose my mind, begging him to keep me.

"I want you to be my lover, Sabiana. No discussions, no arguments. You'll stay here. Live here. Live your life like other women do. I'll provide for you. You'll eat, shop, and buy whatever you want. Just one condition, be my lover. My mouth fell open at his words, struggling to process what he was saying. It felt like my brain had temporarily stopped functioning. This man bought a woman to be his lover? I couldn't believe his demands. With his wealth and looks, he could easily have someone better than me—a model, an actress, maybe even Ə beauty queen. Why me? "The deal starts tonight,"he declared cupping my face with one hand.

Micah mouthed at Arthur and put his hand on Arthur's shoulder. Micah pointed out two girls, one shorter than the other. But at that moment it didn't matter the size, as they were both very pretty. However, that girl with her short stature lacked nothing. She had the curves that a woman should have, Arthur shook his head and then took another swig of his whiskey. “You are incorrigible…” He said to his friend, laughing. “Negative.” The Israeli clicked his teeth, “I am a lover of beautiful women”. “So you don't say that you collect them”.

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“Seni seviyorum aşkım “he murmurs. I gently clean under my eyes and face him with a restrained smile. "I hope this is not one of your favorite curses in Turkish.” Hunter puts his hand on mine and squeezes it. "I love you, my love," he replies. "Nothing in the world will overcome what I feel for you. Neither a contract, nor money, nor death. I'm ensuring that no matter what happens from now on, I'll still love you, beautiful girl.”

Her voice sounded soothing followed by soft knocks against my door. "This isn't the same MD, this isn't fucking same. I loved him. For the first time in my life, someone cared enough to stay with me for two years. That's huge. Everything was… just a fucking lie to him. There were no real feelings. I am so stupid. " I let go of everything again, not caring about anything at this point. I just lost the person I loved so much.