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3RD PERSON POV: "Босс она выиграла" [Boss she won (russian)] I nod my head, leaning back on my chair, closing my eyes. It had been a few years since I last touched her...since I last felt her. She will be mine again soon. "Who is she with?" "Dante Salvatore" AMELIA BLACK's POV:

He stood up, nodded, and smiled at Yorrick before saying to Xyla, “Let’s text.” Xyla nodded. Yorrick crossed his arms, looked coldly at Howard, and smiled. “Ms. Mayweather is so popular.” Xyla twirled her phone, put it back in her bag, and pushed her hair back. “I can’t help it. My wild charm is just so alluring to men.” Yorrick looked her up and down and laughed. “Your charm only attracts *ssh*les.” Xyla’s face dropped. Still, she smiled in the next second. “Doesn’t that mean you're an *ssh*le too? Oh wait, you’re not an *ssh*le, you’re a player.”

Wolf throws my phone at his Beta, who plucks it from the air with ease. I can’t watch Fletcher scroll through the messages, a growl leaving his lips, only getting louder the more he reads. “I’ll skin the bastard alive.” Damon joins him, taking the phone from his hands, his anger mixing with the other males in the room. The acidic taste from their energy is so heavy, I can barely swallow. Letting my feet guide me, I walk over to Xander, burying my face in his chest, inhaling his scent and trying not to let the exhaustion consume me. My desire to be next to him is getting more intense by the day.

I knew that focusing on the throne of the vampire kingdom was more important at that moment, so I decided to discuss that with Ben. “I know, Anne, that you are suspecting me, and you are scared that I will consume your blood someday, but how do I make you believe that I don’t drink the blood of the people whom I love? When I see you, I am filled with emotions, and the emotions keep me in my human form.” Ben said, as he had already read my mind. How could I forget that he was my destined mate, and that is what helped him sense my pain and even read my mind? “What if you lose your emotions someday due to the craving for blood? I mean, what if the craving for blood is so strong that it overpowe

“Damn, Girl, he's not even the right gender for me but I definitely would,” she fans herself and I snort a laugh. “You know he can hear you, right?” I say and giggle when her face drops in horror. “Shush, take pity on the poor little human girl. I'm obviously just bedazzled by his powers like in those smut books we read,” she smirks. “I do not read smut books, they're romance,” I defend with a hand on my heart.

A shudder ran down her body. "You are wet," He teased her, his fingers dancing around her clit, dipping into her wetness, but never quite giving her the pressure she craved. "Do you get wet from reading a book about witches? You are peculiar, Anna. Very... peculiar." She squirmed, trying to press back against his hand, but he held her hips firm, his grip unyielding. "Lord....Xandros," she gasped, her voice a breathy plea. "Please." She wasn't supposed to be doing this.....no, feeling this....

Alexander groaned and gave me a stern look. I grabbed the document and, still standing next to Alexander, bent over a bit too far, making my breasts nearly spill out of my neckline, then spoke close to his ear: "Boss, I think there's something odd about this report." He quickly swept his hand across the desk, pushing all the papers aside and causing documents to scatter across the floor. He grabbed my waist and placed me on the desk, standing up and positioning himself between my legs. Grinding his erection against me, he looked into my eyes and said:

I started sucking my cheeks together and releasing the pressure as I continued my motions. His hands started to grip the hair on my head. He was panting. Sweat rolling down his face, his abs, as he let me taste him. I started to feel him twitch. His breathing became rapid. “Little one, I’m close. Prepare yourself” he said. And then suddenly he slams himself deep into my throat, pinning my head there with his hands. I’m gagging at the sensation. His cum spilling deep into my throat. I can’t move. “Swallow my seed Calliope. Drink every last drop. My essence is a gift. And you’re the only one I’ve chosen to give this part of me to” he said as he grinded into my mouth. With tears brimming my eye

I just want it to be over and done with," I said under my breath. I called once more and still no response. What could be wrong? If I pull this move, he'd send the whole army to look for me, but Mr. Boss will definitely get his way around this; after all, his blue eyes command the crowd. ‎ ‎He could be at a murder crime scene and wouldn't be arrested because the police would fall in love with his blue eyes, curly hair, and chiseled jaw lines, like that of a carefully hand-crafted piece of art. He was something straight out of a mythical book. ‎ ‎His physique and aura made him so unique, his handsome face smooth as a baby's butt. I kept going on and on, delving into his features, till I reali

~ Hailey Park ~ Chapter 39 begins with the kind of tension that makes your lungs seize. The kind of tension that makes a K-drama villain CEO suddenly look like a puppy—and then turns him back into a hurricane. Because this chapter is war. Corporate war. Media war. Heart war. And Ethan Jang is not holding back.