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Palming her cold pale cheeks he leaned down to her height and placed his forehead on hers. "Thank you. Thank you so much for saying it wasn't a mistake. Thank you for not breaking my hope." He whispered near her lips. Both of their eyes were closed as they enjoyed the ecstasy of the moment. Damon couldn't help but to feel extremely thankful for her to not breaking his heart by naming their first time as a mistake or a moment of lust instead it was a desire from both sides. They both wanted each other equally. Yes from Damon's side it was because of love but from Luciana's side, it was a desire. A want that she needed to fullfil and she felt no remorse.

“Yes, ma’am.” The chambers were large, beautiful, and suffocating all at once. Expensive fabrics, imported furniture, and flowers in vases that probably cost more than entire villages back home. My home. My burned, broken, grieving home. I breathed a sigh of relief—I had passed the first test. The second would begin when the king entered my chambers. I fell onto the bed, thinking about the good times I spent with my beloved… “Alessia,” he had once whispered my name, kissing me softly on the cheek. “I will never stop loving you, my flower.”

she said softly. I said nothing. Just took it and drank. Wine and silence filled the room. One glass became two, then three. I didn't even notice when my thoughts drifted away completely. Dane called for the servants to carry me to my chambers. I was half-aware of her voice, her perfume, familiar but unwanted. When the doors closed behind us and she dismissed everyone, I realized we were alone. I didn't stop her when she pushed me down. Didn't react as her hands slid over my chest, her clothes falling away piece by piece. My head was foggy, my limbs heavy but my instincts those primal, lycan instincts responded to her closeness.

No, this was the rush I lived for. I uncrossed my legs slowly, letting my short skirt ride up my thighs a bit as I sat forward, my full breasts pressing against my blouse. My nipples were already hard, rubbing against the lace of my bra. I smiled at him, bold as ever. “Because it’s exactly that, Dr. Black. The character isn’t surrendering out of love. She’s wet for the control, the way he pins her down with words and authority before he even touches her. It’s raw. It’s filthy. And pretending it’s just intellectual is bullshit. Don’t you think?”

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

“If it’s the one person who makes your heart race and your blood feel like it’s on fire, then yes. Common sense doesn’t stand much of a chance.” “But what if that person is the worst possible choice?” I asked. “What if he doesn’t respect her, doesn’t love her back, treats her like crap?” “Why are you so worked up?” She snatched the book out of my hands and glanced at the cover. Then she snorted. “Oh. I get it now. You’ve been reading again. A historical romance? Honestly, that’s still an improvement over those creepy occult books you used to read. What, you didn’t like the hero?”

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It did not look like the room a girl like Madeline would live in. she shrugged, then walked to the bedside table and placed the Pad on it. She turned to leave when the bathroom suddenly opened. A gorgeous Man walked over in just a towel wound around his waist. She looked at him and gasped, in a split second she was pinned to the wall next to her with a hand firmly over her mouth. "Who are you? Are you a new maid?" The deep voice floated into her ears turning the tip red due to embarrassment. "Did you plan to tempt me, with the clothes you are wearing?" He suddenly said as his eyes lowered to her bare shoulders. He caught a glimpse of her cleavage and his eyes turned darker. His hands fell to

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The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that