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“Think I didn’t notice?” he muttered, voice harsh and low. “Every time you crossed your arms under these tits in class. Every time you leaned forward while pretending to take notes. You’ve been asking for this.”I didn’t deny it. Couldn’t.My nipples tightened under his gaze, skin flushed with red palm print and hunger.“Beautiful,” he muttered, almost to himself.I pushed my tits together, and he thrust between them with a low groan. His cock slid through the soft swell of my cleavage, slick and hard, the head brushing against my chin each time he rocked forward.He gripped my shoulders and kept thrusting between my breasts, breathing heavy, hips snapping harder as his self-control frayed. The sound of skin on skin, our mingled breath, the wet slide of him through my cleavage—it was pure heat.“Open your mouth,” he growled.I did.The next thrust had the head of his cock brushing against my tongue, and I moaned at the taste of him—raw, masculine, overpowering. I flicked my tongue ove

Ava Clarke Doesn’t Give a DamnI walked into Professor Wolfe’s lecture like it was a goddamn catwalk—twenty minutes late, heels loud, dress short enough to start a fight. No apology. No eye contact. I just chewed gum and peeled off my sunglasses like I hadn’t just shattered his precious punctuality policy.The room went dead silent.Wolfe didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Just paused mid-sentence, chalk in hand, like someone had slapped the universe sideways.I chose the front row. Of course, I did.I slid into the seat slowly, thighs sticking to the wood, and let my skirt ride up even higher. Then I stretched. Arms over my head, back arched, skirt flipping just enough to flash the lace of my panties to the whole damn room.A few guys coughed. One dropped his pen.Wolfe turned around.And fuck me, he looked pissed.His sleeves were rolled to the elbows, tie loosened like it had tried to restrain him and failed. His jaw ticked once—just once—before he set the chalk down with a calmness so pre

NINA10:46PMI hummed softly as I padded toward our room with a mug of chamomile tea in hand, relishing the quiet for just a moment. The hallway was quiet and still, the kind of calm that only existed when Ezra was asleep and Kane hadn’t come up yet. I turned the corner—And stopped dead.There, halfway down the hallway near the guest room, Kendrick had Laila pinned gently against the wall, his lips on hers. Her hands were buried in his shirt, her body arching into his like this wasn’t the first time.I didn’t move. Couldn’t.What the hell?They didn’t see me at first. His head tilted slightly, deepening the kiss. Her fingers slipped into his hair like she knew every inch of him.Laila. My best friend.Kendrick. Kane's now closest friend.My throat tightened. Not from anger—but from the sheer weight of what the hell is going on and why didn’t I know?Then Laila opened her eyes.She froze, eyes locking with mine in pure panic.Kendrick turned, following her gaze, and when he saw me, h

NINAThe drive was calm and peaceful. Kane's hand rested over mine as we watched the city pass by, with golden sunlight stretching across the skyline. Ezra slept in his carrier behind us, and his soft, rhythmic breathing was the only sound we heard. “Kane,” I said for the third time, glancing sideways. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” His lips curved slightly. That smug look that always made my heart flutter. “You’ll see. We’re almost there.” I narrowed my eyes at him but let it go. The last few weeks had been a haze of diapers, midnight feedings, and deep, aching love for the tiny soul we brought into the world. I hadn’t had much time—or energy—to think about surprises. But when we turned down a quiet street I didn’t recognize, something shifted in the air. He slowed the car in front of a large gated property. The iron gates opened automatically as we approached, revealing a long stone-paved driveway flanked by blooming white rose bushes and tall, swaying cypre

Epilogue 2: NINA Two Weeks Later The nursery was quiet, except for the soft creak of the rocking chair and the faint, rhythmic breaths of the baby sleeping in my arms. My son. Our son. He was bundled in a gray blanket, his little fists curled tight near his face, his mouth puckered in that serious expression he wore even while sleeping—just like his father. I brushed my thumb over his cheek, still marveling at the fact that he was real. That I was still here. I almost thought that this was all a dream and that I'd wake up to find myself back in that rundown apartment, alone once again. His name was Ezra. Kane picked it. Said it meant “helper,” but when I’d looked it up and found out it also meant “protector,” I knew. Knew it was perfect. Because Ezra was both of us. The fire and the fight. The light after the dark. The door creaked open behind me, and I didn’t have to look to know it was Kane. His footsteps were always heavier—but quieter now, like he’d learned how t

Epilogue 1: KANENine Months PregnantThe house was too quiet.Nina was curled on the couch, a thick knit blanket draped over her swollen belly. She had one hand resting there, thumb absently tracing little circles over the fabric of her shirt, while her other hand clutched a steaming mug of tea. Chamomile. Her favorite.I stood in the doorway, watching her.Nine months.Nine months since I carried her out of hell. Since I held her trembling body and promised I’d never let anyone hurt her again. And I hadn’t. Not once.She shifted, eyes catching mine. That soft, tired smile she gave me still hit like a punch to the chest.“Hey,” she said, voice rough with sleep and something warmer. “You’re staring.”“I do that sometimes,” I murmured, walking over. “Can’t help it.”She raised an eyebrow. “Because I’m huge?”“Because you’re mine,” I corrected, kneeling beside the couch. My hand slid beneath hers on her belly, and I felt the faintest kick against my palm.Our Son.“He's getting strong,”

I woke up at 6 a.m. to find the bed empty. When I felt the spaces that Theodoros and Danzo had occupied the night before, they felt cold, implying that they had been outside the room for a long time. I wrapped the bed sheets around me and was about to fall asleep again when a soft knock echoed around the room, and then a familiar voice called from outside, “My Queen, we are here to help you take your bath.” It was Sasha and the 3 other maids that I couldn't recall their names. They helped me take my bath and even brought in many assorted dishes that filled the wide table in my room. I feel like they're planning to fatten me up with all these. I shook my head dramatically and ate. As I ate, the other 3 maids left, except for Sasha, who stood in a corner with her head bowed. Yesterday, the maids left immediately after I started eating and came back to clear the table after I was done, but today was different. I always ate alone with no one in sight to watch me eat. This was a f

"Patience baby, we need to get you prepared to take our dicks" Danzo deep a finger into my cunt and started to finger fuck me, he doubled the fingers inside me and before I knew it, he had three fingers inside me.I moaned, my breath becoming a bit ragged and out of place as Danzo finger fucked me, stretching me a bit with his fingers. Theodros trailed kisses down my neck, nibbling and biting and leaving his prints around my collarbone until his lips brushed my nipple. His warm mouth covered my nipples while his other hand fondled my breasts. I moaned and gasped, my breathing quickening as I felt the upcoming orgasm. Danzo replaced his fingers with his mouth, circling and teasing my clit with his tongue. I grabbed his hair as my toes dug into the bed. "I'm... Cummin-g" My fingers clenched more tightly around his dark hair. Shit, that might hurt. But Danzo didn't wince, neither did his tongue falter. My hips rose off the bed while my knees stayed locked in position as I orgasmed.

I opened my eyes and I found myself on a gigantic bed. It was three times the size of mine back home and I could swear that I'd never slept this well as I did a few minutes ago. I stood up and as soon as I placed my foot on the floor, up to 4 ladies rushed to both my sides. I was startled and moved a bit further away from them.They appeared to be around my age, and they all had maid uniforms on."Aw, you're so beautiful" A brunette spoke, staring at me in admiration.Me? Beautiful? Ehhh??Though these ladies were maids and wore the maid's uniform, a black and white gown that covered their knees, it still didn't hide their beauty.My beauty could never hold a candle compared to theirs. Is this the legendary natural beauty that the women of the oldest centuries were rumored to have?I shook my head, beauty aside.Turns out they were maids sent by Theodoros to help me with my bath. I tried talking them out of bathing me, but they didn't listen, so I gave in. I was guided to a luxurio

"Marilyn, please give us your answer" Danzo spoke softly, leaning down to kiss Marilyn's already shut eyes.I brushed my lips against her fair knuckles, urging, waiting, and wishing that she would say yes to something that anybody in her shoes would find bizarre."yes" Her tiny murmur was heard, and I paused for a few seconds. A smile formed on my face as I buried my face into the crook of her neck to contain my happiness.Finally!After decades of waiting and fighting against the sun god's wrath. My kingdom and people were now given a chance to be redeemed and very soon, our former glory shall be restored. I stared back at the little girl who had fallen into a deep sleep. She appeared to be around the age of 18 or maybe, 19. I couldn't help but think about the significant age difference between her and us. We brought her from her home and timeline to the past, telling her to bear our child. I can't imagine how terrifying it would be for someone in her position. And I know exactly w

The cheers and applause from the crowd left me stunned. Theodoros' words echoed in my ears again and again. My heart skipped a beat. Will I be their bride?What the fuck are these people smoking??The only thing I could do at that point was to stay put until the crowd dispersed. I've got so many questions to ask. They'd been bugging me ever since I first appeared in this bizarre country.The kingdom of Elyria was believed to be cursed, leading to the extinction of its people due to their inability to bear children. And just a few minutes ago, Danzo said that I would be their bride and bring forth an heir to continue their legacy. Was I dreaming, or had I truly traveled back in time?I groaned, pulling my hair in frustration, but a muscular hand grabbed both my palms, clasping them together in front of me."You will hurt yourself" he spoke softly, "I know you have many questions and are feeling confused and panicked, but don't worry, we would never hurt you. We'll answer all your que

An ancient curse. A desperate spell. Two brothers claim Marylin Rose, a mysterious woman from a different timeline, as their only hope for an heir. But at what cost to her freedom?Wanna find out?Add this book to your library!°°°°°°Our school took a trip to the largest and most well-known museum in our country. The Genesis Museum, it was called. A museum filled with artifacts and traces of lost culture and traditions. Most of the students grumbled and complained, finding the trip 'boring' and yep, I was among the said people. I see no use in this meaningless trip. Why do we, as living people, have to worry about the affairs of the dead and what they did back in the 1990s?I fought the urge to roll my eyes as the teacher walked towards yet another painting of a prominent figure, rambling on about their background, status, and past works and urging us to take notes. My eyelids drooped and I yawned. Suddenly, I heard the female students screaming in admiration, and I had to snap my