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CHAPTER 20 REJECTED WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! “Well it was okay, I could do everything I wanted since Nicholas never restrained me, as long as he could make sure that I was fine and safe, then we would have no problems about it.”

POV: Ares Voss Roman Blake. Five years old. Too sharp for his age. And a walking, breathing Voss secret. He sat in Lucian’s penthouse office like he belonged there, one leg swinging off the edge of the couch while his fingers gently scratched behind the ears of the white cat he’d somehow lured into the building. He was small but sure. Polite but observant. Everything in his presence screamed innocence—but I’d been raised by wolves. I knew when something smelled off. And this? This was something much bigger than an innocent kid wandering the wrong floor.

Content Warning This book contains extremely dark themes that may include non-consensual sexual situations, public sexual content, graphic violence, bloodlust, shootings, psychological manipulation, assault, and other disturbing content. It also explores toxic relationships and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This story is entirely fictional and intended for mature audiences (18+) only. If you are sensitive to any of these themes, please proceed with caution or do not continue. Please don't forget to vote and read the other book I tagged below, thank you for reading

The old university library smelled of aged paper and secrets. It was past eleven when I slipped between the tall shelves in the restricted section, heart racing. No one was supposed to be here this late, but I couldn’t resist. My fingers trembled as I pulled out a worn leather book titled Forbidden Desires of the Victorian Age. The pages held explicit stories that made my cheeks burn and my body ache.

A gulped in a lungful of air, feeling myself out of breath, just by looking at the troubled pair of eyes that were staring right through my soul. ——— Hello, My Sugars! Let’s have a little talk about this book. Please do not skip! Warning : This book is extremely dark. - Don't read further if you cannot handle abuse and violence. It is strictly 18+, I would prefer 21+ for some chapters. - This is NOT a romance book. Its for people who enjoy pushing their limits. This book will contain abuse, violence, dark manipulation, sexual assault, etc. - There would be detailed graphic scenes of abuse, sexual assault and other highly disturbing scenes.

If you want to see them always happy, never argue, and live in a fantasy world, this is not the book for you. - You must be at least 16 years old to read this book; it is intended for adults rather than children. - Constructive critique is welcome, but harsh comments will be removed! - Please be respectful of other readers' opinions; there's no need to impose yours on them. That's all. Now dive in and enjoy the ride. Happy reading!!

I said, pouring myself another shot of whiskey. “Don't judge a book by its cover Scott” Anna said as she chuckled. “Ella isn't as innocent as she looks. She lost her virginity at twelve. At that age, I didn't even know what an erect dick looked like.” I looked back at Ella and saw her smiling at a random guy that stood talking to her at her back. Her eyes turned siren as she spoke back to him like a seductress. I hadn't noticed this at first. She was actually a badass herself.

®All Rights Reserved. Diana Matthew ©Copyright 2022 Before you start reading this book... The content of this book is explicit, if you are underage and cannot handle such content. Please, Do Not Read This but, if you continue, you are agreeing to being exposed to content that is not suitable for people with immature mindset. If you see anything you do not like, PLEASE DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. Do not say I didn't warn you. 16+ Moving on...

“Okay… uh… Unicorn! Yes, unicorn.” That's not even a real guess. The brat isn't even trying. “Ice… fucking… cold.” He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “Okay… then what else can be silver or white… uh… yes!” She snaps her fingers. “A white rat!” His eyes roll unamused. “You’re ruining a perfectly good game.” “You see? I was right. A white rat!” “They have red eyes.” Dorian looks down at his fingernails now.

"Mr. Blackwood, I... I did not mean to... I should go. This is crazy. You cannot just say shit like that about me." He stepped forward fast, one big hand wrapping around my wrist before I could run. He pulled me inside the office and shut the door behind us, locking it with a soft click that sounded way too final. "You are not going anywhere. I have seen the way you look at me when you think I am not watching. Those pretty thighs squeezing together when I get close. Your nipples are poking through your blouses. You want this, even if you are too scared to admit it." I yanked my arm, but he was stronger. My back hit the edge of his big wooden desk. "Let me go, you asshole. I am your secretary