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What a brat, Matt thought, glaring at the daughter of the business tycoon, Steve Rames. Lucinda Rames was as much a spoiled child as her father made her out to be. She was daddy's girl; she got all she wanted, whenever and how she wanted. Matt was her recent bodyguard. He took up the job two months ago, and he had never wanted to smack a girl so hard. Who cared if she was nineteen and impulsive? She was the most infuriating thing ever—that and the prettiest little thing he had ever seen.

The muscles in his forearms flexed, and I hated how my eyes kept drifting to them, and how my body reacted even now when the moment felt so awkward. “But do you really need to wear this?” he asked. “Your mom won’t be happy with it.” I rolled my eyes so hard my head hurt. “Oh, please. What am I, a teenager?” I gestured to myself, the netting, the bare skin, the whole lewd display. “I’m fucking twenty-one, for crying out loud.” His expression hardened, something flickering in his eyes that I couldn’t quite read. “Watch your language, girl.”

"What... what are you doing up so early?" Bethany walked into the room, her footsteps heavy and dragging. She didn't turn on the light, thank God, but she walked straight over to the bed. Ruth-Ann watched with wide, terrified eyes as her mother sat down at the very edge of the mattress, her back turned to her daughter.

One stormy night, I was walking along a dimly-lit alley with a black umbrella over my head, and I saw a very handsome-looking young werewolf harassing a young woman at a bar entrance. The young woman looked terrified as she shook and trembled like a leaf. Just then, I saw a red glint flash in the werewolf's eyes. He spoke to her in a low, attractive, and magnetic voice. However, the words I heard were very different. All I could hear was him speaking in Wolfish, "This pretty little lady's so young and tender. She's perfect for a light supper!" So I made my way over to them, the heels of my stilettos striking the puddles with sharp, pointed clicks.

Dark Romance!!! Warning! 18+ only. This book contains a lot of mature contents, strictly not for under age. If you’re not 18 or over do not open. I repeat do not open. Dont say I didn’t warn you, if you’re opening it, you might want to close your doors. This book contains steamy sex stories that will have your legs quivering and wanting his long third leg plunged between your sweet long legs or your dick hard wanting a warm feminine spot. Have fun but not too much.

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I suddenly felt like spitting out the water from my mouth. “Me? Inlove with EL?" "That's not impossible my child, your Aunt Matilda…" “Uncle. I'm not one of EL's fangirls. I can't like a guy just because of a shallow reason.” @DEATH WISH Thank you so much... @Kimberly (Alpha King Checkmate) for dropping comments! PLEASE HAVE A POSITIVE REVIEW! Thank you for supporting my Novel! Also follow me at facebookPage: International_Pen Books You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update)

"That is my problem to deal with. I've found good fuck buddy who cares about me enough to make me dinner and breakfast so I'm happy. Even if Papà kills me, I'll die happy." "That's bleak," Matteo says. "What does beak mean?" "Bleak. It means sad," he says and I nod. "I don't care if it is sad. It is reality." Matteo doesn't answer me, he just drives us back to the mansion and tells me to go report to Antonio. I go to his office and knock on the door firmly. "Come in," he says gruffly. My anxiety spikes at his annoyed tone. I go inside and see him sat at his desk typing furiously.

Edward whispered softly close to my ear. --To be continued… Please SUPPORT my other works: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18+ and Conquering the Emperor 18+