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ONCE UPON A DREAM 💖

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She barely blinked.

She glared at him in pure fury, her breasts rising and falling , her delicate jaw set with anger.

Hot... Her whole body was hot, delicate, awake, alive. 


To his amazement, his body grew tense and hot and a pulsing sensation stirred in his groins. 

"She's Matilda.."he reminded himself, but his brain seem to have lost function.


" Let me go, Rory" . She managed to whisper, fury shooting from her brown eyes.
She could barely breathe, his head was leaned forward.

He was also pinning her to the floor in fury.

 Oh God...he wanted to touch her...to crush her to him.

"God... Matilda you are killing me". He said before leaning further to taste her lips.


She tried to speak, but instead of finding words, her lower lips trembled as her mouth parted. Then everything she had been wanting to say left her mind as well as her tongue.






Matilda Wright finds herself married to handsome Rory Brown  for six months. They leave for Maine for their Honeymoon.
Weeks turned to months and emotion she buried a long time ago came rushing.All Rights Reserved

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Sister Deborah

Imagine going from this: "Can I kiss you?" Those words reverberated through my ears and sent shivers down my spine, literally. I could sense the passion in her voice and the immense desire in her eyes. "Can I?" Deborah repeated, tilting her face close to mine. I steered my lips near hers and closed the gap between us, barely inches apart. _ To this: "Neche, my love." Deborah said my name softly, almost in a whisper. She struggled to get on her feet to no avail, stretching her hands to her crutches, pissing me off with her pitiful actions. Timi leaped close to her and helped her up while I just stood there, numb, disgusted by her very presence. "Why did you bring this whore into our room, Timi?" I faced him angrily, and Deborahʼs face turned sour at my words. She looked so dazed, clearly not believing what I'd just called her. _ Now, imagine the rest of the story. Or you could just simply read it and find out what this epic, thrilling blockbuster novel holds in store for you!