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The older lady patted her shoulder lightly while returning the smile then headed back to her business leaving Amy behind. "Where do I start from?" Confused Amelia whispered. "What kind of Christian books would be less boring?" She exhaled deeply while her fingers traced through the books on the shelf. “‘Ahaha!” exclaimed confused Amy as she picked out a book from the shelf. “What could this be about?” wondered Amy while she read the synopsis of the book in her hand. She read out in an undertone, “Filled with faith and inspiration, Break Out will challenge you to build a new prespective, let nothing hold you back…” Nodding her head in concurrence to the words she read, “ hmmmmm…. I certainly

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I leaned back against the smooth, cool marble edge while my hand slid between my legs almost immediately, fingers parting my swollen folds as I let out a shaky breath. I was still soaked, a humiliating mix of my own arousal and Richard’s pathetic load. I opened the hidden browser on my phone, the one I kept password-protected, and went straight to my favorite BDSM site. My fingers trembled with need as I typed in the search bar: “dominant muscular man ruins married woman.” The video loaded. It was exactly what I needed tonight.

EZRA'S POV It had been a couple days since I pulled up that social media profile. I knew I shouldn't have. There must be some mistake. I was with her that day. I could smell her and sensed nothing but the human she is. It's going to take a lot more than Vivian's dramatic ass to convince me that they don't have it all wrong. Still. Why can't I controll my anger? I rejected her. I feel nothing. It's just shock. It has to be. I'm the most powerful Alpha in this country. This should be easy for me. So why wasn't it? Why?

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

My mind was at rest and I knew something positive was going to come out of it. When we got into the warehouse, I was left in awe. The inside was so beautiful that the saying “Don't judge a book by its cover” applies to this because, from the outside, one wouldn’t know that there was such a beautiful place inside. The part looked like a chamber with a long table, and each member was sitting around it. I and Jaxson walked majestically. I tried to hide my nervousness, and with the help of Jaxson, I was able to do that because he held my hand all through until we got to where I was able to sit.

Andrew said, proud of his uncle, and he was right. Erik might seem eccentric sometimes, but he was a genius, and his heart was in a good place. I guess that was what drew Amelia's mother to him. I knew they would be worried by now. My folks, too. The way Andrew explained the events made it seem like getting to the Mountain to help my son would be impossible. Heading to the Mountain won't be the best idea. We needed to head to Lucland and have a press conference so the target could be off my sons' backs, and whatever rumour was going on would die out.

He cleared his throat and straightened his suit as he informed Mace of the events that had transpired. "Mr. Sinclair," Jacobson began, "I went to deliver the documents to Ms. Everhart, as you instructed, but things didn't go quite as planned. She tore up the documents and attempted to physically attack me. I think she might be...unstable." Mace's response was predictably gruff and unapologetic. He regarded Jacobson with a steely gaze, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "So, let me get this straight, Jacobson. You couldn't handle a single woman? Are you telling me that a petite, fiery brunette scared you off?"

I answered simply. It had been during my lowest moment, when I was lying in the hospital with my life on the line. I had been all alone, but Ingrid suddenly came to visit me out of the blue. She brought me some fruits and apologized sincerely to me. That was when I asked her for a favor to slip my divorce papers between the pile of work documents that Corbin had to sign. Ingrid had been shocked, but she still agreed to help me in the end. I had told her that I wanted to live like her. "I want to be in charge of my life and spend it doing things I like, just like you."

Stupid lips! Good thing Rex was now more focused on swinging the box open. A low anguished moan—loud enough that Emily could hear—tore from his throat as he tried to open it . “Fucking kit!” Rex mumbled, his deep, cold voice laced with frustration . It was the first time that Emily had ever heard ‘The Almighty Rex Hale’ curse. And if she were to admit– She found it… unusually hot . Which was absolutely wrong! Immediately, she snapped out of her fascination and moved closer to him . Fed up with his ego and pride .“That's it. I'm helping.”