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“And who is this woman with you tonight?” Dominic looks at me. Really looks. My stomach flips. “This is my girlfriend,” he says. “Lana Hawthorne.” “Girlfriend?” Kendra repeats, smiling wider as the camera clicks again.

He cut the cord that connects us so he's not allowed to touch the people around me. After class, I pulled Marcus to the football field to see what really happened that night. "Now, are you willing to tell me what happened? Why did Dom beat you?" The man lifted his shoulders, "Well, he told me not to mess with things that belong to him. He also said that you are his girlfriend but I told him that you are my girlfriend too. Then that was it! He punched me and sent me away. I thought maybe you were drunk at the time so I left you to him," he told.

Before I could stop myself, I tapped the message. It opened to a group chat filled with Fred Thompson's usual circle of friends. My hands shook as I scrolled up. [Everyone else is out. There are just Hannah and Ayla left. One's your official girlfriend, while the other's your new favorite secretary. Final round, man.] [I'm betting on Hannah. She's been with you five years; she's sweet, obedient, and yeah, she's got a great body. Perfect wife material.]

The thought of my shopping bags, of the inadvertently purchased condoms, flashed through my mind. Maybe it hadn’t been a mistake. ‘I don’t just want sex with you,’ he stated, his voice tight with restraint. ‘But I only want sex with you.’ He stared at me. ‘I want you to be my girlfriend. Officially.’ I sighed. ‘Can’t we just be booty-call partners? Sex buddies? Friends with very, very good benefits?’ I cringed internally even as I thought about it. The idea of ‘dating’ Lochlan, of being his official, acknowledged girlfriend, paraded in public, made my skin prickle with a familiar, claustrophobic dread.

"Ms. Johnston, you wouldn't want your little secret getting out, right? Then, you'd better listen to me. As punishment for flirting with those men, I'm going to make you mine today." Ms. Johnston was stunned by my words. As I held her and pushed her forward, I could feel the heat radiating from her body, even through the fabric of her dress. That only made me more certain. She was sensitive, and she wanted it! "No, Charlie. I'm your girlfriend's godmother. How can you… How can you threaten me—" "Ms. Johnston, don't refuse me. Do you really want your secret exposed?" At that, she fell silent.

"But it all comes back to each other. .if the woman is good then she won't demand money from the boyfriend because I think it's inappropriate... Boyfriends are not husbands so girlfriends shouldn't act like wives." "Yeah, but today's girlfriends are domineering, acting like wives who are sometimes too demanding," Ray said, slowly feeling uncomfortable because Elena's hands tickled his thighs. he felt like his arousal had built up, to the point where he felt his manhood strain a bit. "Honey, can you stop?" "What?" Elena asked raising her eyebrows. "Do not do this...I'm neat, don't make me want to take off all my clothes now," Ray exclaimed, glancing at Elena's hand on his thigh.

I exclaim not really understanding why I would need to remind him, Roman's only been gone for not even 24 hours, he can't have forgotten about him. "I know but just let me explain, my boss has hated me for the longest time, whatever I do he strikes me down and I never knew why. But a few weeks ago, I was sat having my break when he walks over and starts having this weird conversation with me. He starts asking me questions about life and if I was with someone, I didn't want to feel lame in front of my boss so I said I had a girlfriend" he starts to ramble not really explaining his point really, just because he told his boss he has a girlfriend doesn't mean I become her! "He started asking me

Just want to get to know you," I smiled but I noticed the guy looking at me, observing me. "You know, you're my brother's girlfriend, after all, I want to be close and know you better," I tried to lie. The real reason was this guy, my wolf, and myself, alone, didn't want to trust him, and the fact that this mate-bond was making me possessive and lose control of myself sometimes.

I hear Ronaldo behind me as I nod. “We have to get inside.” Kiera pulls me along past the group of guys. We take seats as the teacher begins roll call. Then, after we sit in comes Dominic and his crew. He has his arm draped over a pretty female with jet black hair in braids and light brown skin. They pass my desk as Kiera leans in. “…and that is Shelby. Dominic’s girlfriend. They are the it couple. She is usually nice unless she feels you are a threat to her title. No one really gives a fuck here but she has obviously watched one too many nineties high school movies.” I try and hide my laugh as the teacher notices me. And not in a pleasant way.

“Just the whole, uh, Daddy Dom stuff, I guess.” “Right. I’m a Daddy Dom. Have been for a long time, but after my sister died, I just didn’t feel it anymore. Or I didn’t want to get involved with Littles. I had sex. I dominated the women I had sex with if they were good with that. But that’s all it was. I didn’t want agirlfriend. I didn’t want a Little.” “And now?” she whispered. “And now, there’s you. My sweet, sassy, sexy Elle. All I see is you. You’re who I think about when I go to sleep and when I wake up with morning wood, you’re who I think about as I jack off.”