Safe In His Darkness
You are mine, this lips are mine to kiss, this pussy is mine to fuck or fingers, fingering her pussy
oh my. please, Emily cried, throwing her head back when the pleasure become to much, paired with his aimed thrust, Emily couldn't stay still as her legs began shaking and stomach tightened In a hard knot,
I'm gonna….. with a hard cry, Emily come apart, she clung to him desperately as he continued to kiss her, withdrawing his hand from her pussy
In one sweet merciless thrust, he then slid in his cock inside her, she cried out softly and arched her back feeling all of him enter her in one go. Alex breath hard against her mouth delicious way possible
Fuck Emily have miss this, you're mine Emily. He said, slowing his thrust
Please.. please, please don't stop- Emily said desperately
Say it!
Say you're mine.
I'm yours Alexender, ahhhhhh she moan only yours
EMILY GRAYSON- 22years Virgin found her boyfriend having sex with his secretary in his office. Feeling heartbroken, betrayed and hurt, Emily make up her mind to lose her virgin to a one night stand
ALEXANDER ANTONIO'S - 28years A Billionaires, Italian Mafia boss who don't believe in love, only believe in one night stand with no strings attached, but when he meet Emily every thing change, but faith is not on their side,
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Chapter: 98EMILY GRAYSON'S The carnival grew livelier as the evening wore on. Music drifted through the crowded streets while laughter echoed from every direction. The scent of roasted nuts, grilled seafood, and sweet pastries filled the warm night air. Strings of golden lights hung above the narrow pathways, casting everything in a warm glow. Hand in hand, Alex and I wandered deeper into the festival. At least, that was the plan. The reality was that I kept getting distracted every twenty seconds."Emily." "What?" "You stopped walking again." I pointed excitedly toward a small stall displaying dozens of hand-painted ceramic pieces. "They're beautiful." Alex glanced at the display. Then at me. Ten minutes later, the shop owner was wrapping two boxes. I stared."Alex." "Hm?" "You bought them." "Yes." "I was just looking." "I know." "Looking doesn't mean buying." His expression remained completely serious. "It does when you look at something for more than ten second
Last Updated: 2026-06-29
Chapter: 97EMILY GRAYSON'S The narrow streets were glowing beneath strings of golden lights, music drifting through the warm night air as locals and tourists filled the town square. A small summer carnival had taken over part of the waterfront. Food stalls lined the streets, and musicians played traditional music near the harbor. Children ran between colorful lights while couples wandered hand in hand through the crowd. The entire place buzzed with energy, and I loved it. "Alex, look." I pointed toward a game booth where someone was attempting—and failing—to win an oversized stuffed octopus. Alex glanced over, then back at me. "I am." I rolled my eyes. "You're impossible." "So I've heard." His hand settled against my lower back as we continued walking through the carnival together. The scent of grilled food drifted through the air. Laughter echoed around us. Somewhere nearby, a live band began playing. For once, nobody recognized Alex. Nobody cared who he was. Nobody interrupted us. We we
Last Updated: 2026-06-28
Chapter: 96EMILY GRAYSON'S The rest of the afternoon passed far too quickly. The sun hung low over the water, painting everything in shades of gold and amber. The beach had grown quieter now, leaving behind only the gentle sound of waves and the occasional cry of distant seagulls. I stood near the shoreline, letting the cool water wash over my feet. The ocean stretched endlessly before me. Beautiful.m Peaceful. Infinite. For a moment, I simply stood there. Thinking. Not about the past. Not about Declan. Not about everything we'd survived. Just about now. About how strange it felt to finally be happy without constantly waiting for something to ruin it.A familiar pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind. Alex. Of course. I smiled immediately. "You know," I said, leaning back against him, "you really need to stop sneaking up on me." His lips brushed my temple. "No." "Why?" "I like it." I laughed softly. "That's not a real answer." "It's the only answer I have." T
Last Updated: 2026-06-26
Chapter: 95EMILY GRAYSON'S The next morning, I woke to the sound of laughter. Not loud laughter. Not the kind Lexi usually produced when she was about to cause problems. Just soft voices drifting up from downstairs. I stretched beneath the sheets and blinked toward the bright Santorini sunlight pouring through the windows. For a moment, I simply lay there, listening to the waves, feeling the warmth of the sun, enjoying the peace. Then I noticed something: the space beside me was empty. Again.I narrowed my eyes. "Suspicious."Alex had disappeared. Again. At this point, I was beginning to think the man naturally woke up three hours before the rest of humanity. After getting dressed, I headed downstairs. The moment I entered the kitchen, Teresa smiled."Good morning dear.""Morning." Paola was already eating breakfast. Sergio sat across from her, trying very hard not to look at her. Again. Poor man. At this point, everyone would know Sergio liked Paola because I knew he wanted to keep it a sec
Last Updated: 2026-06-25
Chapter: 94EMILY GRAYSON'S The afternoon drifted by far too quickly. One moment we were wandering through the narrow streets of Santorini. The sun had begun its slow descent toward the horizon. The island seemed to transform as evening approached. The white buildings glowed golden beneath the fading sunlight. The sea shimmered like molten glass. Every restaurant and café was filled with people gathering to watch the famous sunset. Apparently, half the island had the exact same idea, including me. I stopped near a viewpoint overlooking the caldera. The view stretched endlessly before us: the cliffs, the sea, the whitewashed buildings cascading down the hillside. It looked unreal, like someone had painted it. My fingers tightened around my phone as I took another picture, and another, and another. Alex watched me with quiet amusement. "You have approximately seven hundred photos already." I gasped. "That's an exaggeration." "You took forty-three pictures of the same church." "It was a beautif
Last Updated: 2026-06-24
Chapter: 93EMILY GRAYSON'SThe next morning, I woke slowly. Warm, golden sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting soft patterns across the white sheets and marble floors. For several seconds, I simply lay there, listening to the distant crash of waves against the cliffs below, the soft rustle of curtains dancing in the sea breeze, and the quiet stillness of the villa. It was peaceful. Not the fragile kind that vanished the moment you opened your eyes. Not the kind that came with conditions. Real peace. A smile touched my lips. Then I felt an arm tighten around my waist. I looked down.Alex. Still asleep. Or pretending to be. Honestly, with him, it was impossible to tell. His face looked relaxed against the pillow, dark hair slightly messy from sleep. One arm was wrapped securely around me, possessively, protectively. As though even unconscious, some part of him refused to let me wander too far away. The sight alone warmed my chest. Carefully, I reached up and brushed my f
Last Updated: 2026-06-23
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