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“I’m not. I’m just saying. What if he’s there? Can you imagine? She’d be scarred for life from even being in the same building and run home to tell her daddy.”
JAMES??
“Who are you guys even talking about?” A slow grin creeps across Maria’s face, and a wistful look coasts across Angie’s eyes. “Hook.”
YESSSSS
Ru may have the title of boss, but it’s me they all fear.
😩😩
My brows shoot to my hairline. “Maybe he’s gay.”
LMFAOOOO
“Filthy words for such a pretty mouth.”
AGHHHHHHH HOOOOKKK
He leans back, a slow smile spreading across his lips, his thumbs rubbing up and down in a rhythmic motion against my bare skin. “Oh?”
HEA SO FINEEE
“And for the record, these pretty lips will say whatever the fuck they want.”
I love HERRRR
when you’ve lived your life following a man’s legacy, you learn everything about him, including the shape of his shadows.
nowwww…metaphorical shadows or-
However, if the universe is placing her in my palms, the least I can do is handle her properly.
PLEASE HANDLE MEEEE
“Good girl.” I pat her cheek before lowering her head back to my lap.
OH MY LORD
“And here I was thinking men were supposed to know how to treat a lady.”
HOOOOOOOK
“Do you have a tendency to let small men speak to you in such a way, darling?”
DARLING
“I’ll be seeing you, Wendy, darling.”
THE DARLING JUST KILLS ME
“Fancy seeing you here, darling.”
HEYY ZADDDYYY
He smiles. “I don’t have to do anything.” His hand moves up and brushes a strand of hair from my cheek. The gesture is soft, gentle, and butterflies erupt in my stomach. “I want to make sure you’re taken care of, darling.”
OMFGGGGG
My head snaps to her, then to Ru, and then... the strangest thing happens. A surge of something hot whips through my insides and slices up my middle, until I have to physically stop myself from pulling her into my arms and making sure Ru knows that she’s mine.
we love our possessive men
he’s the first person in my life who seems to like me for me—instead of who my father is—I’m
bestie i’m afraid to tell you this…
“And if you’re a good girl, maybe I’ll show you the real reason why my mouth should be illegal.”
ONTLTDODODOPDISOSZOSODO
“It’s beautiful.” Warmth trickles through my chest. I walk up behind her. “You’re beautiful.”
AGHHHHH
“Do me a favor, pet.” “A—anything,” I stutter out. “Grind that sweet little pussy on me until you make a mess all over my lap.”
OH MY DICK
“Do you like to be choked, darling?” His fingers grip tighter with a thrust of his hips. “Want me to squeeze your throat until you’re on the edge of oblivion and seeing stars?”
IM LITERLWLY DEAD
“No one is allowed to touch you here again.” His fingers pump in and out while his thumb circles slowly against my swollen clit. “I’m a very possessive man, Wendy. And I want you for myself.”
he literally owns me
“Such a good girl,” he purrs.
OMGG
He moves, lifting my body so he can settle in behind me, and I curl up on him, his large hand stroking my hair and whispering words of praise.
omgg😩😩
“Don’t ever apologize for finding comfort with me.”
I LOVE HIMM
“This is Tina Belle. My assistant.”
TIMKER BELLLL
“I’m sorry.” She smirks, her eyes locking on mine. “You’re really waiting around here for Hook?”
OH MOT THIS BIRCH
“You never need permission to touch me, darling.” He sits forward, pressing his mouth to mine, suckling my bottom lip before pulling back. “I’m yours just as much as you’re mine.”
AGHHHHH
“Good girl.” He lays back. “Now put your mouth on it.”
SVEAIDJKRMDLLQLALA
“Just remember that whenever things feel bleak, all situations are temporary. It’s not your circumstance that determines your worth, it’s how you rise from the ashes after everything burns.”
Maybe James can help.
GIRL PLEAEE PLEASE DONT CALL BUM
Smee: Your girl is gone.
OKGGGG
“You think I’m crazy?” he rumbles into my ear. “You make me fucking crazy.”
SCREAMINGGG
“That’s my girl,”
MY PRAISE KINK CANNOTTT TAKE THISS
But we’re all a little twisted, and there’s no such thing as good and evil. There are only perspectives, and perceptions change depending on the angle. People aren’t static. Our morals aren’t constant. They’re variables, ever changing and molding into different versions of themselves; energy that can be re-shifted and realigned.
“But I regret, with every fiber of my being, that for even one moment you suffered under my hands.” Her eyes widen, the beautiful shades of brown glossing over. “You are, without a doubt, the only good I’ve ever known.” I rest my forehead on hers, my shaky breaths ghosting across her lips, my thumb rubbing against her cheek. “So… don’t lie to me, Wendy, darling. Because my heart won’t survive it if you do.”
“Always so wet for me, pet.” I slip two fingers inside, watching as her tight walls suction around them. “You’re such a good girl. Do you know that?”
OH GOOD LORD
She gets off on the praise.
me too girl
“Shh,” I soothe. “Don’t think, pet. Just take it.”
OMFGGGGG
It’s in this moment that I know, as crazy as it seems, that I love her. And that terrifies me more than anything else ever has.
leave the keys to the Aston if you want to use it.”
THE ASTONNNN I WOULD FAINTTT
“I would give you the world. You simply have to ask. You want kids? Done.” He presses his lips to my jaw. My stomach tightens. “You want to stay here and never work again?” Another kiss, this time just beneath my ear. “Done.” My core flutters, heat spreading through me. “You want to watch the world burn?” “Let me guess, you’ll set it on fire?” I ask. He chuckles, the sound vibrating through me and settling into my bones. “No, darling. I’ll hand you the match, and stand at your back, watching you become queen of the ashes.”
UGHH THIS MANN
James may not be a hero, but even villains can feel. And you can’t help who you love.
“You’re beautiful,” I gasp as he pulls out and thrusts back in. He smirks. “Am I?” “Yes.” My heart swells in my chest and my hand reaches up to trail along his jaw. “You’re dark and moody and mysterious. But beautiful.” Leaning down, he sucks my tongue into his mouth and sets a steady pace, my walls squeezing around his length as if my body wants him closer. Needs him deeper. His lips break away, his hand wrapping around my throat the way he knows I love. “Darling, if I’m the dark, then you’re the stars.”
“That’s my girl,” he coos. “Taking my cock down your throat like a perfect little slut.”
FUUUCCKKK
“Moira!” he cries. “Her name is Moira.”
DAMNNNB
check on me instead. Listen, I really don’t need babysitters.” My heart explodes in my chest, my mind racing at what he’s saying; at what that means. “When did—” I clear my throat. “When did you talk to James?” “Almost every freaking day since I’ve been here, Wendy. That’s what I’m trying to say. It’s a little overbearing.”
AAAAWWWWQ
“Oh, we’re more than friends, James Andrew Barrie.” My lungs compress at the use of my full name. “We’re cousins.”
GASPPP
“To Jon!” he snaps. “The bastard child of your mother and my old business partner, Arthur.”
THEYRE BROTHERS????
