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He muttered, body soaked and sweaty. The man drew a seat closer and sat facing Colton. "The name's Roman. And I've waited an entire lifetime for this day." Colton trembled. Staring into the man's eyes felt like staring at death. “You have the wrong man." He blurted. But the man only smiled, folded his arms and sank into the chair. “I have the right man, alright. Just the stupid one that's always ahead of himself." Then he leaned towards Colton again, his scared eye threatening to pierce Colton's heart.

But after a couple of minutes of the wind blowing through my hair and Roman carefully jumping over falling tree trunks and rocks, I start to really enjoy my ride. I settle on his back with my legs either side of him and my arms wrapped around his neck. “Faster!” I shout through my laughter, and Roman, the dutiful wolf and mate, complies. When we get back to our original starting point, he lets me down and I thank him for a fun time before kissing him on the nose and head. “I love you so much Roman, my gentle giant.” He gives my face another lick before he shifts back into human form. When I see Manzitti looking down on me again, I run into his arms and kiss him like I haven’t kissed him for

She didn't know who it was but the voice showed that the person she had just bumped into was a wealthy, domineering, and power-filled man. She disengaged quickly and her face met with an extremely handsome man. His eyes were so blue, that he would be contesting with the sea. His hair was dark and wavy. His nose was pointy and beautiful. His lips were pink and full. And his body was well built, slender, and beautiful. It was Warren Lannister. She had seen him a couple of times on social media but she had never met him in real life until now. Looking at him, she felt like backing away. She wished the floor would just open and swallow her up because it was better than the intimidating aura that

She seemed like a mess. "Tsk, how pitiful," the man chuckled. His tone was tinged with bewitchment as he spoke, "You're in a terrible fix, aren't you? Don't you want to free yourself from this? Or do you prefer to be gifted to that fat, old, and ugly divorced man?" "I don't!" Jane shuddered uncontrollably. She wiped the tears off her face violently and stated firmly, "I don't want to marry that person!" "Do me a favor. Then, I'll give you 100 thousand dollars and send you overseas." He let out a lighthearted chuckle. His cold voice and breath lingered on her as he spoke.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

“He’s right, sis. You always took what was mine. My toys, my clothes, my boyfriends. Tonight you took Jake. So I took Roman. And I’m keeping him. He fucks so much better than Jake ever did anyway. Bigger… harder… and he actually knows how to make a woman cum instead of just using her mouth like a fleshlight.” Elena looked like she might be sick. She took a shaky step backward, hand clutching the door handle. “You’re both disgusting. This is my wedding night—” “Was your wedding night,” Roman corrected, finally lifting me gently off his cock. A thick flood of his cum poured out of my stretched pussy, running down my thighs in obscene white rivulets and pooling on the sheets. He stood up, tower

"One ticket for Accidental Romantics, please." He looked up and said “just one?” I looked at him with furrowed brows “yes, it's just me” He said “oh, no sorry i wasn’t trying to offend, just that its a romantic movie and well, your too pretty to be by yourself, your boyfriend couldn’t get off work to come with you?”

It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish. When he finally released me, we were both panting. "You love me," Francis said, locking eyes with me, each word deliberate as if willing it to be true. "You'll keep loving me. The drugs are irrelevant." I could not help but laugh. "Francis, who are you kidding?" Francis acted like he did not hear me. He just stood up and smoothed out his suit. "You're getting out tomorrow. Come stay at my place." "That's not my home," I said.

By whoring around with someone else. The image is seared into Ryder’s retinas: Adrian standing in the hallway, some guy leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. Adrian didn't pull away. No, the fucker smiled back, a soft, genuine smile that Ryder has never seen directed at him. It made Ryder’s blood boil so hot he thought he might melt the ice beneath his skates. And now, seeing Kai’s face—the face of the man who helped his sister concoct this entire nightmare—makes the rage triple. Kai and Maya caused this mess, and now Kai is just another obstacle standing between Ryder and what he actually wants.