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"It feels great. I'm thankful to call you mine and I couldn't ask for a better Dad for Gracie. I look forward to the day I'll officially be Mrs Vanessa Matthews." "I really love the sound of that. I can't wait either. I'm glad you're my other half. Thanks for coming into my life, thanks for trusting me even when no one did, thanks for walking in on me naked during our first encounter, thanks for giving our attraction a chance, thanks for loving me for who I really am and most importantly, thank you for agreeing to be Mine Forever. I've never felt this fulfilled. Thank you so much, Babe. I love you." He said.

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A book on corporate law lay open on the nightstand. His phone charger was placed in a perfect coil. And beside the lamp sat a leather-bound journal that looked worn with age and handling. She shouldn’t look. It was private, personal, none of her business. But after what had happened last night, curiosity won over propriety. The journal fell open to a collection of photographs tucked between the pages. Family pictures, mostly - Rohan with an older couple who must be his parents, Rohan at what looked like a college graduation, Rohan with a group of men in business suits.

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I open the bag. A key glints in my palm. Old-fashioned, heavy, not a practical key at all—one of those glossy, romantic replicas, long neck, ornate head cut into a heart if you tilt it, into a blade if you don't. A tiny metal tag hangs from black thread: MINE on one side, TO KEEP on the other. The room tilts. Sound drops out to a pinpoint. The kettle clicks in the kitchen; I'd forgotten I'd put it back on. My phone buzzes with a calendar ping. The spreadsheet waits on my screen.

A video loaded. My son’s voice. Soft. Vulnerable. Unaware. “I don’t want to go back there…” My breath caught. No. No, no, no. This wasn’t- This couldn’t be I exited the page. But the damage was already done. My phone started vibrating nonstop now. Messages. Notifications. Unknown numbers. It was spreading. Fast. Too fast. Another message popped up. From someone I barely spoke to anymore. “Girl… what is going on??”

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in flawless harmony and also familiar "hahahahaha !" I stared past the gym floor where the young wolves were busy beating each other up. Closer to the edge of the room. Ahead, I recognized a familiar figure - Zaiden. Two young girls were giggling, before one reached out to stroke his gleaming chest. I stared for a moment, before approaching with a slight clearing of my throat.

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.