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And he was just Zadyre. “I could get used to all of this,” I said to Zadyre as I leaved towards him. “Same,” he replied as he pressed a small kiss on my lips. “Let’s go,” Zadyre said as he pulled away from the kiss. I could see lust flash across his eyes she I could not wait for what was next. Zade took me to the hotel that he had booked and without even waiting for the door to finally close, his lips were already on mine as his hands found the back of my dress, making to zip it down and pull it off of me.

her eyes don’t waver from my face. She studies me for a moment before taking out a key and sliding it over to me. “Use the system in there to search for what you want. All books pertaining to that creature are in the forbidden section. You can’t take any book out of there, and I want the key returned. Am I clear, Miss Night?” I jerk when she uses my surname, and her tiny smirk creeps me out. “S-Sure. No problem.” “Down the hall, to the left,” she instructs. “Go straight. It’s a glass door.”

It was small and narrow, clearly placed quickly in the corner of a large room made of dark oak. This was not a guest room. This was his room. I slowly opened my eyes and tried to focus. Dark wooden beams crossed the ceiling and the walls were covered with heavy crimson tapestries. In the corner a fireplace crackled quietly, casting red light over the furniture. Then I heard a soft metallic sound. Shhht. Shhht. I turned my head to the side and my breath caught. Zade sat in a carved chair in the middle of the room with the fireplace behind him. He was not wearing his coat. He sat there bare chested, his trousers resting low on his hips, revealing everything I had only guessed at beneath his cl

“I want that mouth again.” Cindy slid her tits off of Heath and passionately kissed his cock twice while Blake watched. “Do you?” “Oh, God, yes,” Blake breathed.

And Zade’s smirk grew bigger. He caged her with both arms between him and the wall. And raised his left brow at her. "Zade, don't you dare do something to me. I'm warning you." Her voice shook and I He let out a laugh. "Attitude. I'll fuck this attitude of yours today. Do you want to marry that asshole? You are mine. And I will never let any other man touch you. You are my woman. And I will never let anyone touch what belongs to me." saying that Zade claimed her lips into a hard and punishable kiss.

“And don’t let her convince you she’s well enough to go running around the mansion. She’s still healing.” Zarek was grinning like an idiot when Zade finally pulled away. “Get a room, you two.” “We have a room,” Zade shot back. “It’s your room, actually.” After they left, the mansion felt quieter but not lonely. Zarek started taking off his shirt with a heavy sigh, and I tried very hard not to stare at his chest. Failed completely, but tried nonetheless. The man was built like a Greek god, all lean muscle and smooth skin marked with a whole lot of interesting tattoos that I made a mental note to ask about later.

“My wife. Nyx. Bring her to me or I’ll tear this fortress down with my own hands.” Draven smirked faintly, arms crossed. Zade only chuckled. “She’s not here.” My fists clenched. “Liar.” Zade spread his arms. “Search if you want. You won’t find her. She’s not here. And besides…” His eyes glinted. “...I’ve already accepted my fate. I can’t have her back. I’ve made peace with that.” I took a step closer, my voice filled with venom. “You’re a terrible liar, Zade.”

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

So Zade decided to take the hard way out. “Naomi, I apologise if I gave you the idea that I needed anything from you, and I definitely do not need what you have just mentioned.” Zade began, his voice low but calm, “I'm a sought after person, mostly between the ladies and even a few men, I don't need a woman like you to pleasure me, that is, I have no interest in your body nor any intention to take your heart and definitely not your life. I am a doctor, I can't take your life away from you.”