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In less than thirty seconds I was under his roof. He walked a little further after he closed the door until he placed it on top of a soft bed. — You turned me upside down! The damn one just smiled. I could have been screaming, running, dodging, yet when the freshly washed sheets from his bed touched my skin, my body became a rock sticking to the earth. I've never felt my eyelids weigh so much. — Better than the runner, isn't it? Ian looked at me calmly. — You're a jerk. — I murmured, settling on the pillow with his scent.

The mattress was worn, covered in stains and dirt, and insects crawled around it, as if they were celebrating their victory over the man who had oppressed me so much. I approached slowly, the sound of my heels echoing on the stone floor—a rhythmic sound that seemed to mark the beat of my victory. Bruce tried to move, his wide eyes followed me, full of fear and regret, a mixture that I couldn't help but find comical. He knew he underestimated the wrong person, and that was delicious.

-CUANDO DEJAS TU CORAZÓN ATRÁS LIBRO 1 (4200 lectores) -MI CORAZÓN TE PERTENECE LIBRO 2 (3800 lectores) *** PASION Y TENTACION MAFIA SERIES*********** -MAFIA ITALIANA LIBRO 1 ******HISTORIAS INDIVIDUALES************ - LUNA INDOMABLE (pasion/traicion/romance/ alfa posesivo/ princesa rebelde) **LIBROS QUE BUENOVELA A SUBIDO A A****N KINDLE** -POR SIEMPRE TUYA…. hasta este momento faltan por subir más. Thank you my dear readers and blessings, I hope you recommend my books and see you soon. Proudly Latina Bilingual Author LARA SOULTAKER

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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

I could be wrong… but if I wasn’t… I could play the same game he was playing with me. Even if I lose, because I knew I will, at least it will be while fighting. ____ A. Gupta Check out TWISTED MARRIAGE: MMF MAFIA ROMANCE and other Completed books. All books are Dark Romance with morally grey characters, that occasionally turn pitch black...

I want him to. "Baby, where are you?" Oh, shit! Is that...? Joan's shadow stumbled upon us. AUTHOR'S NOTE Hello my lovely readers, I hope you're enjoying this book. I try to make it as spicy and as hot as I can. Please leave a comment on this chapter. Don't forget to support with your precious gems. Get ready to get that slutty pussy wetttttt!

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I returned to the hotel, packed my things with minimal fuss, and left the divorce papers behind. Without a trace of hesitation, I headed for the airport. But the moment I arrived, a blinding beam from a flashlight struck my eyes, forcing them shut. A kick landed hard against me, and Tasha's voice rang out sharply. "You think you can hurt Nick and just run away? Not a chance!" I was bound tightly and dragged back to the abandoned factory. This time, the ropes were even tighter, cutting into my wrists until they bled.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”