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Sienna’s jaw clenched. He leaned in, his lips brushing just below her ear. “Tell me,” he whispered, “is it from the cold… or is it from my touch?” Her stomach flipped violently. God, she hated him. “I hate you,” she bit out, but the words held no venom. Alessandro chuckled. Deep. Amused. Infuriating. “Liar.” His hands drifted lower, sliding over the curve of her waist. Then lower. Resting at the base of her ass.

Nothing! "I love you, Isabella," Sharon said desperately. "You are my only sister. I never meant to treat you badly. Isabella laughed loudly, sarcastically repeating what Sharon had just said. "You love me," her voice was full of contempt. "If you did, you would have left my life as soon as you learnt who Davis was. But you had to keep your secret, so look where we are now." Sharon replied, her hands shaking. "Please, Isabella; do not let this destroy us. I will do all it takes to make things right. Tell me exactly what you need from me.

She could see the war in his eyes, the constant tug between the ruthless leader and the man learning how to love, how to trust, how to feel without fearing the consequences. She pressed a kiss to his chest, over the beating heart that had softened for her in ways she never thought possible. “Come back to bed with me. Just for a while.” He hesitated, then finally nodded. As they walked back hand in hand, the storm began to calm outside, but the one within them still stirred quietly, dangerously, like a tide gathering strength beneath the surface.

He took his fingers and brushed the strands away from her face, feeling the heat in her cheeks. She looked at him with so much desire and yearning that he knew she wanted him as bad as he wanted her, he wanted to devour every part of her body, especially that sweet pussy of Her’s. Still standing with her against him, the electricity between them evident in their bodies, he heard her whisper, “Make love to me Rodrigo, I want you…”, the rest of the sentence was muffled as she buried her head into his chest, but he clearly heard those first words, it knocked the wind out of him. He wasn’t expecting her to say that she was always so shy and reserved. He took a step back and looked at her, the su

My pussy was twitching, the walls squeezing him in a desperate, rhythmic pulse. "I'm going to break," I sobbed into his shoulder. "Liam, please!" "Let it go," he growled. He lunged deep, his dick hitting the very back of me. That was it. The spark exploded. I felt a white-hot wave of pleasure crash through my entire body. My pussy clamped down on him, pulsing so hard it was almost painful. I screamed his name, my voice echoing through the steam.

“It’s stronger than even I anticipated. Breaking them requires more than simple violence to do so. It's not that easy" “You told me it was a weakness.” he snapped, the vein in his head popping. “And it is,” I said, rising from the desk and gliding toward the massive bookcase behind me. The air shifted around me, temperature dipping as the lights in the room flared gently. “But it’s also a source of power. Love always is. The kind of power that can twist, if you know where to press.” I traced a long finger along the worn spines of my books until I found the one I wanted.

"What do you mean?" "Cause it's clearly that you're in love with him. You told me at first that you're only admiring him but look at you, you cried when he rejected your drink and sandwich. You love him and he's too blind to realize it. He hurt you countless times and you just forgave him like it's nothing." "Love? I'm in love with him?" Am I that dumb? I know love is such a beautiful thing and I don't even know how to identify it.

I even added a love diagram on top of it. I threw the book on the ground as I sighed. I feel like I am going insane. I thought about tomorrow and I can't help but think of them watching the fireworks as they kiss passionately. They are even walking down the pathway of the night street as they hold hands. Oh God! I am insane. Insane or not, I need to stop them from going tomorrow and it's all because I know Hilary is a witch, that's all. I have a long nose right now.

Because she had never been loved at all. The spiral touched that love. And it choked. The dark whirlpool stuttered. The hungry pull stopped. The light that had been drifting out of me hung in the air, confused. The spiral tried to consume the love. It could not. Love was not fuel. Love was not power. Love was not something you could take. It was something you could only receive. The spiral screamed. A high, thin, horrible sound, like metal tearing. Maya's eyes went wide. "What are you doing?"

“Did I tell you how much I love you, my golden panther?” “Yes, but I won't mind hearing it again and again and again.” ____ A. Gupta Yes, there will be more. And more about Mila's sister and Jonathan's brother. Jeremiah’s book: Twisted Marriage- A Dark MMF Mafia Romance But please don't forget to leave a comment on the start of the book and on the about page of the book, leave your review. I hope you liked the book and you will love the next chapter too! Thankyou for all your support...