"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞," he whispered, leaning in further, his minty breath washing over my face. Sliding an icy hand under my shirt, he rested it above my hips. "I... I don't. Let go of me," I stuttered, shuddering at his touch, trying to push him away. "I have a boyfriend." "I know...
Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when thereʼs someone dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculati...
"𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧." ⌬ 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾. 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝘩𝘪...
"𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘, 𝒕𝒐𝒐?" _______ Excerpt: "You're mine now, Eric," I whisper. Each time he enters me fully, my breath hitches through the words. "Yeah?" His eyes turn dark, feral, pupils comp...
THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest p...