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"My name's Philip, P.H.I.L.I.P, can you call me that?" "Geez, okay, Philip, can I talk now?" He arched an eyebrow and the younger sighed nodding. "So, I have a doubt" "Go ahead, I have to go home" He said impatiently. "You're a stripper, right? The goddamn know stripper Philip, the one who works at the most famous nightclub and the boy everyone wants to fuck with... Hm, who's virgin, how ironic" Mikhail Winters said with sarcasm dripping from his mouth "Philip James, the untainted stripper, right?"

His hand brushed mine when he refilled my glass, his thumb stroking my wrist softly. By the main course, the tension between us was tangible. My thighs pressed together involuntarily, heat pooling between them whenever his dark gaze lingered on my chest. Finally, he asked, “Do you know why I choose you?” I shook my head, my pulse racing. “Because you’re not like the others,” he said, swirling his champagne casually. “You’re smart. Innocent. Untouched by this world.” His words made my stomach flip. Innocent? He didn’t know half the thoughts running through my head.

I struggled wildly, my nails leaving bloody scratches on their arms. One of them cursed and gripped my arm tighter. I could feel my bones groaning under the pressure. "You can't do this!" I screamed at Darren. "I'm your wife! This is your blood! The baby will die!" "Then let it die," Darren said, looking down at me. "A bastard with tainted blood doesn't deserve to live in this world." The moment the needle pierced my skin, a burning pain spread through my veins. The drug felt like liquid fire coursing through my body.

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I tapped her lightly and she went to her bedroom. Now left all alone, the frustration struck more. The giant mirror leaning against the wall, on which Lena practiced yoga or whatever, reflected the empty chair and the city itself. I took the bottle of baby oil at the side table; she had said it was to use in massages. I hiked up my dress, and pulled my cock out of it, my hands shaking. It was already stiff, strong and veined, and the head had been oozing pre-cum in the damp air. I put a little oil in my palm, greasing it up very slowly, and I could see myself in the glass. My hips moved and I began to stroke, base to tip, squeeze to the tip

After that I walked into the lecture hall about ten minutes late for classes. Instead of the calm I expected to see, the entire hall was louder than normal. The professor hadn't arrived yet. The girls were clustered in groups and whispering fast with soft giggles. Guys leaned over desks with their phones out, showing each other something. “Did you see him yet?” one girl asked her friend. “They say he’s from the UK." Her friend squealed a reply. "He's so hot. And I heard he wrote like three books on advanced dynamics.”

I pace around my room, digging my nails into my palms. "You need to calm down," Kaitlyn says, browsing my bookshelf. "He can't possibly be serious," I repeat. "He's allowing a stranger to stay here." Kaitlyn rolls her eyes, slamming a book shut. "Are you serious, Serena?" I pause, turning to look at her. "What?" "It's just weird how you're so against this man when you don't know him." I cringe at her rationality. From where she's sitting, the light oozing through my windows makes her eyes appear a lighter shade of brown.

TITLE Tainted Memories AUTHOR Honesty577 . This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination. . COPYRIGHT All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the author except for use of quotations in a book review. If you want this book to be placed on your platform please see contact information on the author page. . DEDICATION This book is dedicated to my many loyal readers, my creator and my ancestors.

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