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A few moments later, a man approached us. "Rox" he called Roxanne "Hey, James! This is Black. Black, he's James" She introduced us to each other. I awkwardly shook his hand. I'm not that good at this kind of thing. I hate this formality. I'm not used to it. "have a seat" I offered which he gladly did. James was silent as Rox and I talked until someone called Roxanne’s phone. "What? Okay, I'll be there" she said to the person on the other line. She seems furious

“Noah! Wake up, you…you big oaf!” One of the Piggly Wiggly cashiers comes around the corner. With acne and braces, she can’t be more than sixteen. She drops the box she has in her hand. “Oh my God, did he slip and fall? Should I call the manager?” Her eyes flare. “Is that Noah Stark? Do you think he’ll sign something for me? I’m a big fan.” I’m about to tell her to stop talking and call an ambulance when he speaks, his voice low and husky.

« Putain… » cria-t-elle en s’agrippant à lui, perdant peu à peu pied face à celui qu’elle n’aurait jamais dû approcher. Mais comment résister à l’héritier Santiago, celui qui obtient toujours ce qu’il veut, sans jamais hésiter ? « Xandeeeer… » « Dis mon nom ! » « Xandeeeer ! » « Mon nom complet », murmura-t-il. « Alexander West Santiago ! » Et à partir de ce jour, elle devint sa plus grande faiblesse. Jordan Monroe est la première fille, longtemps cachée, de Rowan Monroe. Toute sa vie, elle a vécu dans l’ombre du nom puissant de son père, traitée comme une étrangère au sein de sa propre famille. Tout bascule lorsqu’elle intègre la prestigieuse Lakeside Elite Academy,

he said. "The sales aren't going well like before anymore. Jaime tuition fees are near, I'm just fed up" Leah said almost on the brink of tears. Sebastian walked to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulder. "It'll be fine, you don't have to cry" he muttered. "I don't want my baby to be a dropout, I don't" Leah shook her head as a tear dropped down her cheek. Sebastian's arm around her tightened slightly, he was also controlling himself.

She curled her lips up in disgust as she retracted her phone to dial her client's number as there was no way she was going any further. Before she could dial the number, she heard footsteps from behind her and quickly turned. “You are late.” The man stood tall and had a disgusting smile. Two seconds later, she replied hesitantly. “Tony” Sophia was startled as she never expected to meet him ever again, not after she sent him to jail for harassment. The man standing there was tall, with short hair. He wore a white shirt and black jeans, and under the glow of the corridor light, his face was filled with hatred and lust.

They will be mentioned and you will definitely see them again, but their main story will be a completely different one. I hope you guys will enjoy The Kingpin's Obsession as much as I'm currently enjoying writing it...well, it's kinda a dark romance, so there's also a lot of trauma involved...but I hope you guys will like it just as much as you like Kim and Kit! Thank you once again for being so supportive of my LGBTQ+ stories and I hope you guys love reading them as much as I'm loving writing them! Thanks and happy reading! Lovage!!!!

he says with a wink. I look over to Johnny who has his jaw clenched, staring daggers at Damon. Damon pulls me to my feet, swirls me around and leads me straight to the dancefloor. Once on the floor we start shaking our hips to the beat of the music. We join a large circle of people who all seem to know Damon. Damon is a great dancer. He teaches me his best hip- hop and breakdance moves, which I replicate with ease. I am having so much fun. The DJ releases water cannons, which aim straight for us. Within seconds we are soaked, our clothes and hair sticking to our bodies. The circle opens up and it is my turn to show off my moves. My dorky childish side takes over and I do every move from the

And then he pulled away. “I wouldn’t act like this if he wasn’t your ex-boyfriend,” he said firmly. I shook my head and lightly smacked his forehead. “You’re becoming a sadist, Ms. Montessori. Should I add another rule?” I raised a brow, crossing my arms. “What exactly do you do for a living?” He looked at me, confused by the sudden question. “Chief Executive Officer of Lee Empire. Problem?” I smirked and pinched his ear. “I thought you became a writer,” I said dryly. “You seem to know more about drama than I do.”

"Oh, look at you, playing the helpful man now. Where was all this effort when Jules was running after you? Wouldn't want to dirty those CEO hands of yours, Mr. Halloway." Adrian still didn't speak. He stubbornly hauled every last box, loaded them onto the truck, and only when the final one was gone did he finally say, "I… I just wanted to do a little more for Jules." He looked at me then, his eyes pleading. Hannah let out a cold laugh, though I caught the flicker of worry in her gaze. She'd seen me melt too many times when Adrian begged. She was afraid I'd cave again.