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Thiago tossed his head with a final trust only to be followed with his ejection as he rained his cum on my belly.Following that, he loomed over me, his presence overwhelming, as he ran a hand down my clit, stroking it gently, his touch both possessive and tender. “You’re mine, Wifey,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “And tonight, is just the start of the many nights I’ll surely pleasure you.”A thrill of both fear and excitement coursed through me as Thiago leaned in, his lips brushing against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands were still at work, slowly penetrating my pussy. I knew I was stepping into dangerous territory, but the way Thiago touched me, the way he claimed me, made it impossible to resist. His lips found mine, and the kiss was anything but gentle. It was a declaration of control, his tongue exploring, demanding a response that I couldn’t withhold. I felt my body yielding to him, drawn into the power of his desire.His hands continued their journ
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The tension between us crackled like static electricity as I followed Thiago back to our room. Each step felt like walking a tightrope stretched taut over a chasm, where one misstep could plunge me into an abyss I might never escape from. His commanding presence, so overwhelming, made it hard to breathe, but I refused to show weakness. Not now, not ever.As we entered the bedroom, Thiago turned to face me, his expression softening, a mask that belied the darkness I’d just glimpsed in his forbidden room. "You should get some sleep, Wifey," he said, his voice a smooth, velvety contrast to the cold, dangerous edge that had hung between us moments before.I nodded, too exhausted to argue. My mind was a whirlpool of conflicting emotions, trying to process everything that had just happened. The revelation of his hidden lair, the chilling truth of his past, and the twisted affection he harbored for me—each weighed heavily on my heart. But one thing was clear: I needed to find a way out of th
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As Thiago started the car, the engine's low rumble reverberated through my body, heightening the tension between us. The silence that followed was thick, punctuated only by the occasional sound of the city as we drove through the streets. I could feel his eyes on me whenever we stopped at a light, a smoldering gaze that made my skin prickle with awareness.Even as Thiago drive and focus on the road, I could feel he was having a hard time because of the bulge he has. At the heat of the moment, I suddenly had this fantasy of blowing him in the car. As I sat beside Thiago, my mind wandered to darker thoughts, imagining scenarios that could give me the upper hand. What if he finally showed his true colors? If Thiago became violent, it would be the perfect excuse to terminate our contract, demand the ten million dollars, and walk away, free to plot my revenge against my father, against Derick and Agatha, without having to deal with him anymore.The thought alone made my pulse quicken, a
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The room was dark, the only light coming from the sliver of moonlight that managed to sneak through the heavy curtains. Thiago’s arms enveloped me, his warmth pressing into me, every inch of his body claiming mine. The scent of him—musk and spice—was overwhelming, intoxicating, a potent mixture that seeped into my skin, making it impossible to think clearly. My mind was a battlefield of emotions, each thought colliding with the next, a storm I couldn't quiet. I was on edge, my heart pounding as I fought to maintain control.Every breath he exhaled as he drifted into sleep felt like a weight on my chest, a mixture of comfort and suffocation. His presence was electrifying, a dangerous mix of power and desire that left me teetering on the brink of surrender. I couldn’t afford to let my guard down—not for a single moment.Thiago was unpredictable. His emotions ran deep, sometimes too deep, making him both a powerful ally and a potential enemy. The more time I spent with him, the clearer
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I sat up in bed, my heart still racing from the vivid dream, the remnants of it clinging to me like a second skin. Every nerve in my body was on high alert, as if I could still feel Thiago’s touch, his breath on my neck, the heat of his body pressed against mine. I needed to clear my head, to shake off the fog of desire that threatened to cloud my judgment. But the more I tried to push it away, the more it lingered, a tantalizing reminder of the dangerous game we were playing.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood, my knees weak as I walked toward the bathroom. I needed to ground myself, to wash away the lingering traces of the dream before they consumed me entirely. As I reached the sink, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, my cheeks flushed, my lips slightly swollen from where Thiago had kissed me. The reflection staring back at me was someone I barely recognized—a woman caught between fear and desire, teetering on the edge of surrender.The cold water splash
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The night wrapped around us like a velvet cloak, thick with anticipation and the promise of what was to come. My heart raced, each beat a thunderous reminder of the kiss we had just shared—a kiss that felt less like a tender connection. I had dared to challenge Thiago, and now, I was bracing myself for the consequences.I watched him as he stepped back, his eyes never leaving mine. There was something in his gaze, something more than just desire. It was a warning, a silent promise that he would not let this go unanswered."You have no idea what you’ve just started, wifey," Thiago said, his voice a dangerous purr that sent a tremor through me, straight to my core.I squared my shoulders, refusing to back down. "I’m always ready, darling," I replied, my voice steady even as a storm of emotions raged inside me.His smile widened, a predator’s grin that sent a thrill of fear and excitement skittering down my spine. "We’ll see about that."Without another word, he turned and walked out of
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My fingers trembling slightly as they slid the last button from its loop, I felt a shift in the air between us. Thiago’s shirt hung open, revealing the sculpted muscles of his chest, and the heat of his skin radiated toward me, drawing me closer. My breath hitched as I realized the depth of what was about to happen—not just in the physical sense, but in the way this would change everything between us.Thiago’s gaze was fixed on me, his eyes dark and filled with a hunger that sent a thrill through my body. He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw before tilting my chin up so that I met his gaze. The intensity in his eyes was almost too much to bear, and yet I couldn’t look away.“You have no idea how much I want you, wifey,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, sending shivers down my spine. “Every single time you look at me this way is a struggle.” Thiago made guide my hand against the middle of his groin and I felt him hard again.This turned me on, eventually.My hea
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I left Ainsley’s office with a quiet sense of satisfaction. There was a certain power in knowing that a man like him could be so easily swayed with the right amount of leverage. Thiago had never understood that. He’d always assumed that people were either his allies or enemies, that everything could be black and white. But I knew better. Everyone had a price. Even Ainsley. And once you found it, the game shifted in your favor.I knew the next step wouldn’t be easy. Thiago was unpredictable, dangerous when cornered. And I had no doubt he was already preparing for the fallout from our last confrontation. He was calculating, meticulous—traits I had once admired but now saw as vulnerabilities. His arrogance was his weakness, and I had every intention of exploiting it.As I walked back to my car, the weight of what I had set in motion hit me. The files I had handed Eduardo, the conversations I had with Lucia and now Ainsley—each one was a thread in a web I was weaving. It was no longer abo
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