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“That’s all I needed. That’s all I’ll ever need.” And Isla let herself believe him. And that terrified her very soul. The love she had for him was destructive, painful yet passionate at the same time. They were like burning flames who were bound to burn each other yet they were destined to in each other's fate. *** Hey loves! How was the chapter guys? I hope you guys are enjoying it! Do follow, comment and share your precious. reviews. It makes my day fr. Love you all! Mwah ***

she whispered, her lips finding his again, the kiss deepening into something raw and electric. They lost themselves in each other, the dorm room a cocoon of rekindled passion. The jealousy that had sparked the night fueled a possessiveness that made every touch more intense, every glance more meaningful. Mira’s anger at Tyler faded, replaced by the overwhelming love she felt for Ethan—the boy who’d crossed the country to surprise her, who’d fought for her, who’d never stopped being her home. As they lay tangled together, the world outside faded, leaving only the promise of a new chapter, where temptation was conquered by devotion, and their love burned brighter than ever.

He pulled me to his huge figure and I gasped loudly. "You are in big trouble now my dear wife. You have awakened the demon inside me." He said and leaned in. He cupped my neck with both of his hands and kissed me hungrily. I had never experienced anything like that ever before. He was devouring my mouth hungrily. He grabbed both of the sides of his shirt and tore off the buttons. The buttons of his shirt landed on the ground.

Make them both fall on the floor with each other. Somehow time seemed to stop spinning. The two people who hated each other looked at each other with unblinking eyes. The distance between them was so clos e, Xavier could feel the warmth of Bianca's breath against his cheek. ** Sinokmput

I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. Daniel didn't answer with words. He just pressed his lips to mine, his tongue demanding entry, parting my lips with a ferocity that stole my breath. I grabbed his tongue, sucking on it hungrily as my hands moved to the globes of his ass, squeezing the firm flesh. I lifted my skirt, not bothering to check if I was wearing panties since I knew I wasn't, the cool air hitting my exposed skin sending shivers through me.

Mirabel’s voice shook as she tried to continue reading, her fingers gripping the divorce papers so tightly the edges crumpled. “‘Section 8… regarding spousal support… the petitioner… demands...’” Riven growled against her ass, his tongue plunging deeper into her tight hole. He ate her with filthy, greedy strokes, long licks, wet circles, and possessive sucks that made her knees buckle. His strong hands kept her cheeks spread wide, completely exposing her as he devoured her most private place.

Contents Prologue: The beginning Chapter 1: Messing with Mr grumpy Chapter 2: Payback gone wrong Chapter 3: The unexpected bombshell Chapter 4: A whole lot of crazy Chapter 5: Didn't they tell you that new york bitches are savages Chapter 6: Girlfriend troubles Chapter 7: A little surprise Chapter 8: His one mad night stand Chapter 9: Messing with you Chapter 10: Not so fun beach trip Chapter 11: Definitely not my type Chapter 12: The prank Chapter 13: Payback Chapter 14: I thought i warned you Chapter 15: Drunk and driven Chapter 16: Morning after horny pills Chapter 17: His jealous side Chapter 18: Spin the bottle Chapter 19: Playing pretend

But I'm not looking forward to returning to that house. not wanting to confront that drunken man, nor his punches, slaps, kicks or sexual assault Yes, my life is truly lovely. ______________________________________________________ The second chapter !! Hope you all like it. Word Count: 873

🔞 WARNING ⚠️: Things get steamy in this chapter, Not suitable for younger readers💋 Adult Themes: Love, temptation, and desire take center stage. Continue only if you’re ready to get wet and burn ❤️‍🔥 for your stepbrother🥵 Astrid’s POV

The warmth I used to crave from her touch now made my skin crawl. “Paula,” I said coldly, “you’re nothing but trash. I regret ever meeting you, ever loving you. You’re a cheap whore with no self-respect. I hate you.” And without giving her another second of my time, I opened the door and walked out. I wasn’t calm. Not even close. My blood still burned with rage. But I couldn’t look at her face anymore. I hate betrayal. And cheating—Cheating is something I’ll never forgive.