This book is a collection of short tantalizing stories which spins the art of sweet erotic romance, forbidden romance, dark romance, taboo, including domineering and submissive romance. As you slide through the pages, you will begin to imagine a world of fantasies and explore all dimensions of the art of lovemaking. Note that this book is intended for matured readers only as it contains graphic content, that leaves you breathless and crave more. This book is entirely fictional as any resemblance to any person or incident is highly coincidental.
View MoreI wished I could spin back the hands of time while we still made love and we bid the worries of the world away from us.Bad things were meant to happen to bad people - maybe karma was finally rewarding them for the atrocities of the past - but it shouldn't be happening to Alexandro, a man I had hopelessly and completely fallen in love with.Alexandro had to leave me wearing his briefs, stride to the door when he heard Ramsey's call."Boss, there's trouble," there was fear evident in Ramsey's eyes.On hearing that, I jumped out of the bed instantly - hoping I would be brisk enough to wear in my disguise."Trouble?" Alexandro's bugging eyes shifted, trying to take a peek behind Ramsey. But what followed next was an explicit shocker. Someone shot Ramsey from behind. The bullet whisked through Ramsey's neck, while blood spluttered unto Alexandro's face.Ramsey fell against Alexandro - fading out gradually as he held the part of his affected neck.Alexandro looked up and met the face of
I let out an involuntary moan as he glided himself inside of me."I've known you were a woman since the very first day you took the poison drink, lying in my bed while being attended by my doctor," his eyes locked with mine.I should be pushing him off at this confession, I should be! But why was my body saying the exact opposite. He kissed me again - intensely like he had been wanting to do that for a long time."I fuck... king hate you," I gasped in between as he gradually thrusted into me."Do you?" He smirked, holding me securely as our bodies meshed in heat and sweet lovemaking."How do you think you've lasted till this very moment, what about the swimming pool, the very presence of you in my office, the fake chest....," he trailed on, slamming into me without giving me a break in between.What? He gave me the fake chest, how?I was just too dumb not to have realized that the present had been from him.My hand touched the walls behind me as my body began to shake, I was cumming
I didn't hesitate.I pulled off my long sleeved Tee top, then my fake chest came into view. Everyone had their eyes glued on my body, I definitely didn't look like a woman. The colour of the fake chest was the exact colour of my skin.Whoever had sneaked in the fake chest wasn't Maurice, I concluded. It was someone amongst Alexandro's men who certainly knew what was going on."Do you intend I unbuckle my trousers as well?" I must have sounded thoroughly mad.Where had my audacity spilled from? Alexandro cocked a brow for a spilt second. Many of the men in the room were aware of how Alexandro found a fancy towards me, and so many thought I was keying into that."No, that would be all," Alexandro cleared his throat, turning to face both Damain and Marcus."Which one of you brought such claims to me?" "I did," Damian stretched his lips widely.Alexandro dug his hand to the back of his trousers, pulled out a pistol and directed the gun at Damain. The sound of the barrel silenced Damain
I was a little too late to press the button beneath the desk. Quickly, I crouched down beneath the desk, heard Bruno walk into Alexandro's office while muttering something to himself."No one is in here," someone was saying to him from the open door.Maybe, that could be Ramsey but this particular voice sounded different, deep and heavy with a southern accent. It could be any other person amidst Alexandro's men, hoping it wasn't what I was thinking. I held my breath, praying no one moved close to the fall-front desk where I was hiding."I could have sworn that they were both here. He was right here with Suarez... You should have stabbed Suarez when you had the chance instead, that dude just gets on my nerves, I needed him out of the way..," Bruno put in.My hands curled into balls of fury. I finally got half of my answers, Bruno was talking to the person who had actually tried to kill me. And who could that killer be?And Bruno could possibly be the reason why Alexandro had been shot.
He tasted of smoke, weed, and coke.And the way his hungry, ravaging mouth sought the contours of my mouth had me clinging to him.The more I tried to pull free from the kiss - the more his ravaging mouth punished me for such betrayal.My head was slowly spinning - like I was gradually on something high. I knew the implications of being kissed by a heavy weed taker.Yet, his tongue would forcefully plunge into my mouth curling and sucking what was left of me.His hands tore my jacket apart - this wasn't good. I needed to stop being kissed before he discovered that I was a woman.My hands which had tried to push him off felt something sticky from his side - he wrenched his mouth from me, groaning as my hands traced the sticky substance.Blood.I gasped. "You're hurt," I said, looking into his eyes. "I should get Bruno," I added."No, no, no. Not Bruno," he forced the words through clenched teeth, rolling away from me while holding onto his side.Blood sluiced between his splayed finger
My eyes widened as I felt the rope tighten around my neck. I frantically scrambled for the knife I'd also retrieved from behind my mirror and stuck it into the side pocket of my trousers. My fingers closed around it just in time despite the shooting pain coursing around my neckline. With a surge of adrenaline, I managed to slice through the rope, feeling it give way beneath me.I plummeted to the floor, my bones cracking upon impact. A searing pain shot through my wrist as I struggled to catch my breath. Gritting my teeth, I assessed the damage – hoping to the heavens that it wasn't a broken wrist.Ignoring the agony, I hauled myself to my feet whilst shaking my wrist to fix the sprain, my eyes scanned the room as I entered the mansion through the front door.No signs of my attacker. Who could that possibly be?The door was still open, and I could have sworn I saw a glimpse of Ramsey's jacket disappearing around the corner.Determined to confront him, I set off in pursuit, my slightl
Jacqueline's pov Bruno!My head snapped to the entrance. Ramsey must have told him something about what had happened at the warehouse, and Bruno wanted to report to Alexandro.Alexandro wrenched his head to Bruno who was walking towards us. My cheeks blossomed to the color of a rose as Bruno's eyes jammed into mine, and I turned my head sideways to hide my embarrassment."What is it?" Alexandro's voice was heavy with disdain for the abrupt interruption."There is a call..," Bruno intoned."Is it important?"Alexandro hadn't pulled himself free from our embrace, his rod was firmly hard and I was certain if it weren't for Bruno, Alexandro wouldn't have been done with me."It's Dante," Bruno put in.Alexandro's hands captured my waist and placed me on the marble floor while my legs dipped into the water, and with a lazy smile on his face, he started floating away. My heart was thumping wildly, and I was trying not to look nervous.I could still feel Bruno's gaze lingering on me even as
My heels clicked against the marble floor as I walked through the corridors and memories drifted into me.Marcus and I had met when I needed a place to stay, I was processing my admission into the agency four years ago in Detroit.My best friend, Lori who I didn't know was secretly fighting cancer had introduced me to Marcus. Marcus was sweet at the time we'd met, and since we lived as roommates in his house - we gradually fell in love.But Marcus had secrets, he knew about my dream about being a secret agent and he taunted and mocked me occasionally for it. Unbeknownst to me, he was hiding the fact that he was a chief leader of a gangster group in Downtown. When I discovered it, I threatened to expose him and he laughed me off and beat me to a pulp.That was a day I would never forget. I managed to escape that night back to Lori's apartment, only to discover by her landlady that Lori had passed on two weeks back. I have never remained the same ever since then.The LED par lights ill
Jacqueline's pov The drive Downtown had been silent, and I was grateful for it. Ramsey was careful to pull out the bags of cash and we started towards the warehouse.Two figures stood on the drive way by the warehouse, they wore dark shades from their appearances."Jacqueline?" My body froze. Even with my disguise, I was still recognizable.Ramsey snapped his eyes towards me and back at the middleman who had called my name. He was spiked-haired amongst the three men with a heavy beard.It was unethical to have our suppliers know us by our names. I jerked my head up to meet the familiar eyes of my once ex-boyfriend and my heart began to race.Memories of how we broke up four years back broke through me. I hadn't been Marcus whenever I usually accompanied Bruno Downtown, why then was Marcus' face popping out of nowhere?But I had to feign not recognizing him instead, "Are the supplies in stock?" I asked the men in front of me.One of them unzipped the two hefty bags in front of us, ki
Karl and I have been step-siblings for three years, ever since our parents' whirlwind marriage. Growing up under the same roof, we've both developed a love-hate relationship, constantly bickering and competing for attention. But beneath the surface, I never knew I had secretly harboured feelings for Karl, and I was in for a darn surprise. It was the night of our parents' anniversary, while we all ate solemnly admist our parents' persuasions that I discovered his little secret. None of us spoke a word until Karl spoke up after a while. He snorted, insulting the way I ate. "You don't have to be so snarky about the way I eat," I remarked, getting pissed as he mimicked me. "You're not a kid anymore, you're twenty, Jennifer," his tone held so much contempt. I bit down on my lower lip, threw my cutlery at him to which he dodged. "You think I'm pleased to have this dinner with you here?" I stood up, ignoring my stepfather's alarmed look. "Sit down," Donald, my stepdad intoned. Mother ...
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