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Professional. Like he had seen worse and refused to react. “Anan,” he said. Voice flat. “You’re being released. Get dressed.” I pulled my fingers free and yanked my pants up as fast as I could. My cock was still rock hard and aching, trapped against the rough fabric. I had to adjust myself twice before I could stand without looking wrecked. The interrupted need sat low and mean, refusing to fade. “Released,” I repeated. My voice came out rough.

She hid it from everyone. By the weekend, Marcus wanted more risk. Her husband was home watching a big sports game on TV. The living room was loud with cheers and commentary. Marcus texted her to meet him upstairs. Rebecca's stomach flipped. She told her husband she needed to fold laundry. He barely looked up from the screen, completely immersed in it.

A Dark Fantasy Romance Unholy Hunger ✦ Some loves are not forbidden by men. They are forbidden by gods. •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• Before Time Learned to Count •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × ••••••

If anything, he fucked her harder, his hand tightening over her mouth to muffle her screams, his thrusts becoming shorter, deeper, and more desperate. "Reschedule," he snarled into the intercom, his voice barely human, his hips snapping forward with supernatural force. "All of it. I'm... occupied." "Sir, it's the merger—” "I said reschedule!" He spilled inside her with a growl that seemed torn from his soul while his employees waited just feet away. Amaya followed, her body convulsing, her release flooding around him, her scream vibrating against his palm. “Oh, daddy! You fuck me so good, I want more!” Amaya moaned as they collapsed together over the desk, panting and trembling.

I didn't want someone doing things as she pleases when I live a dangerous life “I don’t understand” “You are getting married to me, that means you can’t use any of those Ubers” I respond trying to sound as calm as I can be. “I see. Please just drop me off on the block ahead” She responds without saying anything about what I just mentioned concerning Uber. Knowing I won’t be getting a response from her, I decided to make mention of the fact that I don’t want a huge wedding “I don’t want anything extravagant so make sure that you are plan for a few people”

Maxine didn't get to finish cause Ella covered her mouth. We stopped playing when our professor came in. Hiding the bottle, we used for the game, and we just patiently waited for the lesson of the professor. I quickly checked my phone under the desk because it vibrated alerting me of a notification. And it was from F******k. Someone added me. Jacob Valdez sent you a friend request. Accept / Delete Hmmm Jacob Valdez? Who is this guy? Meh I should just check it later at home, who knows what my professor will do when I get caught using a phone at class.

Its just that, I can't tolerate lies and cheaters. I was about to end his life but suddenly I heard someone scream. I looked at the direction of the voice and it was a girl. I think she is Max's daughter as she screamed her lungs out calling "Dad". One of my man got a hold on her but I signed him to leave her as we don't hurt those who have nothing to do with us. She was looking like a mere girl in her early 20's.

I snarled at him. "Ok fine your problem not mines" he responded and left. I've moved in with my sister over three months after I broke up with Alex and I can't get him out of my head or the image of him f**king my bestfriend, it seems like just yesterday. **flash back**

Without hesitation, Mace raised his voice, his tone cold and threatening. "Seraphina, I know you're in there. You have exactly ten seconds to open this door, or there will be consequences." Inside the room, Seraphina's reluctance to comply with her uncle's demands was evident. She finally unlocked the door, swinging it open with an exasperated huff. "What's your problem, Uncle Mace? Can't a girl have some privacy?" Mace's gray eyes bore into hers as he remained unapologetic, his voice firm.

**Unraveling the Truth** The storm rages on outside the cabin, battering the windows with rain and wind. Inside, the tension is so thick it feels as though the air itself might crack. The fire has long since died down, leaving shadows flickering ominously in the dim light. Sophia’s mind is in turmoil, her body frozen between the truth she thought she knew and the chaotic reality she now faces. Her father, standing in front of her for the first time in years, claims that Max—her brother—is an imposter. The masked man’s patience is wearing thin, and Ethan remains ready to defend her at any cost.