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Because if I ever see him again…I can’t guarantee I won’t kill him.
There’s a reason people in this town refer to him as the Devil. The man is pure evil. A psychopath if there ever was one.
“I’m not important enough to give up politics for.” She’s not wrong.
“I don’t want the world,”
“I only want you. All I’ve ever wanted was you.”
She has a way of making me feel like I’m her God. And fuck if there’s not
a small part of me that doesn’t revel in it.
Jealousy hits me like a fist to the gut, but I shake it off with a roll of my shoulders. I have no right to be jealous. She’s my forbidden fruit.
“Because there are two types of people in this world. Those who are capable of greatness, but don’t bother trying. And those who still try even though they’re not capable of greatness.”
“You’re neither.” I wipe her tears away with my thumbs. “You’re the type of girl who can do anything she sets her mind to and succeed.”
“You drive me fucking crazy.”
“What am I gonna do with you?”
“Anything you...
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“Do you have any idea how bad I want this?” I circle the sensitive bud with my tongue. “How much I want to make you come all over my dick.” “Do it,” she rasps, goading me. “I told you, I'm all yours.”
“I’m not taking your virginity.”
“What?” She sits up. “Why? Everything was perfect.” “No, everything was not perfect.”
“You deserve more than this.” “But I lo...
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“Even when you hurt me, I still love you.”
Because the fucked-up thing about love is—just because the person you love doesn’t love you back…it
doesn’t stop you from loving them. It only makes you love them even more, makes you hold on a little tighter…because your love is the only thing that still tethers you to him. And if the thread were to snap. If the foundation you built were to ever crumble. You’re left with nothing.
Sometimes the only difference between love and obsession ...
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Cain had a soft spot for his stepdaughter. Can’t say I blame him. She is…special.
I’m a girl with a permanent broken heart. Because I’m in love with a man I can never have.
We all hide behind a mask, Eden. Show them yours and I’ll take off mine tonight.
Because there’s Mrs. Miller…getting pounded in
her tight little ass by none other than Damien King.
“If you let me smear my cum all over your asshole and lick my fingers clean, I’ll call you whatever you want.” Fucking hell. I should leave. “Deal.”
Yet here Damien is, hammering the ass of the hottest teacher I’ve ever seen in my life while she asks him to call her by her first name. What the hell does he have that I don’t?
“The only way to stop temptation is to give into it,”
Only, Damien’s not the enemy.
He’s more like a puppet master…pulling everyone’s strings to get them to perform for his own enjoyment.
“It’s not using people if they like it.”
My angel has no idea the man she loves is going to crush her soul before the night is over.
If I still had a heart, it would break for her. The girl
didn’t ask to be part of my plan…she’s just an unfortunate casualty.
Cain, however—deserves everything coming to him.
Because I’m back…and I’m not leaving without getting what I want. And what I want…is to teach him a lesson. It’s time Cain Carter learns what’s it like to sacrifice. What it’s like to lose.
“But it does mean you’re going through a deep transformation and you’re currently at a crossroads. But the thing about death is,
just like the inevitable kind, it’s impossible to fight. The only thing you can do is let go and allow the changes to happen.”
“It’s also a huge warning. When this card shows up in your future, it’s cautioning you that something will go horribly wrong if you continue down the current path you’re on.”
“I’m
pretty sure we’re going to hell.” “I own a timeshare there.” He flashes me a quick evil grin as he shifts the car into drive. “The weather’s beautiful this time of year.”
And Damien—the fucker—continues licking her pussy filled with my cream, causing aftershocks that have my head spinning.
If someone told me three weeks ago that Damien King would play a part in the best sexual experience I’ve ever had, I’d kick them in the junk and tell them to get a psych evaluation.
“I like your obsession with me, Damien.”
“I know you do,” he rasps
“Because it’s awfully appealing being the object of someone’s fascination.”
“Whether I’m touching you or not, we both know you’re enjoying the view from your pedestal.”
“Otherwise you would have jump...
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The next time he tries to kiss me, I let him. Not because I’m attracted to him, and not because I pity him. But because he’s right. It’s nic...
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