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His parents, John and Sarah, had always been a bit concerned about his voracious sexual appetite, but they chalked it up to typical teenage hormones. Little did they know that Harry's insatiable hunger was about to be fed by the most unexpected source – their best friend and neighbor, Sirius Blackwood. Sirius was a handsome man in his early forties, with a chiseled jaw and a wicked gleam in his eye. He was married to James Blackwood, a successful businessman who was often away on long business trips.

Darren said, cutting me off. "What?" "I don't like Nutella." "Are you serious?" I asked, eyeing him incredulously. "No, I'm Darren. And I don't like Sirius Black, the dude's creepy." I just gave him a blank stare. "Who is Sirius Black?" I asked, scrunching my brows up in confusion. "Who would have that sort of a name?" "He's in Harry Potter," He said, shaking his head at me. "You wouldn't know." "Oh," I said. I only watched the first movie of the series and I didn't like it. So I didn't watch it's subsequent parts.

shouted someone, directing orders, at the men in black. Jeremy is surprised, when some people attack him suddenly.

We get stopped by almost everyone, them congratulating the both of us. "Man you didn't tell me you were engaged!" A guy, around Leon's age stops the both of us. Leon unwraps his arm from around me and does a little bro hug with the guy. He pulls away and puts his arm back around my waist. "Oh I'm Grayson Black." He isn't a bad looking guy either. His light brown hair is spiked up in the front with gel, a stubble that is similar to Leon's, and baby blue eyes.

He was wearing an expensive gray suit, but he had rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. Sirius was Elias’s older cousin, but he had spent his entire life standing in Elias’s shadow. While Elias was handed the keys to Vane International, Sirius was relegated to managing the minor shipping ports. His heart was full of a deep, burning jealousy that had rot over the years. He took a sip of his drink, his dark eyes tracking a movement in the shadows at the far end of the warehouse. "You're late," Sirius said, his voice smooth and cold. Out of the darkness stepped Maya Sterling.

Who could have predicted that a group of young men, emboldened by the news of the family's downfall, would dare target one of the sisters? Oscar vented his anger and eventually fell silent. At last, he asked, "Who was responsible?" Sirius answered at once, "A the son of a former manager of the Chamberlain Group. He later became a board member of the Centurion Trade Consortium. He's Dominic Sunfyre's son. "Stanley already dealt with him. I had someone verify it. He's lost all four limbs, along with the rest of what made him a man. In my judgment, he won't survive more than a few days.

Though the Monroe family was vast, he'd fought tooth and nail for his position as the manager of the Monroe Pavilion. Enduring the harsh relentless training for years, only he could truly understand the extent of his sacrifices. He never thought that years of hard work would be lost in an instant! Hatred and helplessness war within him, but all he could do was slink away in shame. Sirius had already seen a photo of Frederick at the family head's place, which is why he recognized him immediately. He rushed forward. "Greetings, Mr. York. I'm Sirius. Please accept my apologies for this… unfortunate incident with a wayward member of our family."

Chapter 1 I never should have answered Daddy’s text. But when the notification lit up my phone at 9 p.m.—Come to Blackwood Tower tonight. We need to discuss your trust fund. Now.—I couldn’t ignore it. Not when it came from Richard Blackwood, founder and chairman of Blackwood Enterprises, the man who’d built a billion-dollar empire from nothing and spoiled me rotten every step of the way. I am Sophia Blackwood. Twenty-one. Only child. Heiress to everything.

PROLOGUE Broke and desperate, 24-year-old Sienna gets an offer she should’ve walked away from— One month. One man. One filthy contract. No names. No public outings. No limits. All she has to do is say yes to him. Mr. Black. Older, richer, cruelly gorgeous, and controlling as sin. He wants her under him, owned in every way—bound by silk, paid in luxury, and fucked raw. What starts as a cold transaction becomes something darker and hungrier as his obsession takes root.