Forbidden (18+ Only)

Forbidden (18+ Only)

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•Mature Content• [DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Readers' discretion is advised] In the heart of a pulsating nightclub, Veronica shares a scorching encounter with a mysterious stranger. Little did she know that just a month later, their paths would cross again-this time in the halls of her college, but the real shocker lies in the stranger's new role-as the interim principal of her very own college- Alexander Vincent: the catalyst of her desires. And now, he's back to pick up where they left off. Set to fulfil what was left unfinished that night...again and again, and Veronica can either absolutely love or hate the exotic sex rides only Alex can take her to. But, it isn't uncertain that nothing will stop them from doing everything forbidden. "Or should I fuck you right now, on this office desk until you fall unconscious with this pretty, little body of yours covered in my marks?" ~Alexander.
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Short Story of A Duke and His new Husband. The air was thick with the scent of wine, candle wax, and the perfume of the aristocracy, but all I could smell was him. Sebastian's hand was around my wrist before I could take another step, his grip firm-unyielding. My breath hitched as he pulled me away from the grand ballroom, away from the swirling dancers and idle gossip, into the shadows of a secluded alcove. The wall was cold against my back, but his body was burning as he caged me in, his hands braced on either side of me. His eyes-dark, hungry-devoured me as though he were a beast barely holding himself back. "Do you have any idea what you've done to me tonight?" he murmured, voice low and edged with something dangerous. His fingers trailed along my jaw, tilting my chin up until there was no escaping the intensity of his gaze. "Parading around that ballroom, smiling so sweetly, looking so untouchable, when I am the only man who should be allowed to look at you that way?" My breath came shallow, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Sebastian-" "I want to ruin you," he growled, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, his voice sinking deeper into something dark and possessive. "Right here, against this wall. I want to mark you, claim you, so that no man would ever dare look at you again without knowing who you belong to." A shiver ran through me. My knees felt weak, and he must have sensed it because his hands were on my waist in an instant, gripping me tightly, as if daring me to run. As if he knew I wouldn't. "You are mine, Felix," he whispered against my throat, the promise threading through my skin like fire. "And I will remind you of it before this night is over."

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