He regarded her for a second, fathomless blue-green eyes cold. Then, a devilish grin came upon his face as his British accent rang through the room; "How ever do you expect me to forget fucking you 𝑟𝑎𝑤, love? Taking you on the couch, against the wall, on the bed, in the shower. Bottoming out in your delicious cunt over and over, until the only word you could utter, you could 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 was my name?" Because you are my professor. Because that was wrong. Because you are dating a supermodel. Because you are over 10 years older than me. Then, why do I still want him to remember and repeat it? ✿❁✿❁✿❁ SINFUL PASSIONS: INNOCENCE MEETS DARKNESS. ⇲ CHIARA JAHZARA NOOR is the definition of a good girl. No parties, no vices, all good grades, all innocence. To celebrate her 19th birthday, she decides to let loose and indulge. In the sexy, dark, older, British stranger at the bar who provides her with the best night of her existence. Who also turns out to be her professor. She should forget Nico, but something about his ability to both enthrall and ruin her has her craving his touch. ⇱ NICOLAS SEBASTIAN HENDRIX is chaotic, breathtakingly pure destruction and most definitely in a relationship. But, when he meets this incredibly innocent girl at the bar, his intrigue and piqued interest lead to a night of fiery passion. With his 19-year-old, Dean's List student. He should forget Zara, but something about her innocence, her ability to see the good within him, has him craving her light. BOOK 2 OF THE DARK SINNERS SERIES | COPYRIGHT © MARIEDILLBOOKS

Zahra Ariel Simpson was never the girl to aim for the unattainable, but living in closed quarters with the man of your fantasies shatters beliefs faster than the strike of lightning - especially when that man is your best-friends dad. Gabriel Antoine Lemaire was a man that knew his strengths and weaknesses well. Grown to be calculated due to circumstances he hates surprises. As his thread dwindles daily just from the scent of florals and caramel floating in the hall, he comes to understand just how quickly Rome fell. -------------------------- "I need a minute Zahra. I need a minute or I'll ruin you. I flip you every which way on the couch and fuck you like a whore." He bites into my skin. "Give me a goddamn minute." I don't give him his minute. I have him right where I need him. Desperate and hanging over a cliff. I chuckle, my nose tracing a pattern on his cheek. He's unhinged, his hips rolling into my center full of need as his fingers bruise my skin in a way I like - the hope of admiring them tomorrow stark in my mind. My voice is a whisper, my tongue slipping out to lick his lips. "Fuck me like a whore then Gabriel."