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He rises from his office chair, and continues his eyes locked on her. He unbuttons the pinnacle two buttons of his dress shirt and then pulls it from his slacks.

"Oh shit," she whispered, and then cringed, hoping he didn't hear her curse. 

She watched him come close to her. Before she could scramble to her feet, he pulled her towards himself and grabbed the back of her neck softly. She's simply happy that he didn't remove his belt, but he still could. 

"Don't fight me, Jannat. You'll only make me grip you tighter. Trust Daddy, be a awesome little girl, and take what you were requesting." He sensually stated to her, Before she can respond, her chest is pressed down at the table.

Reaching beneath her dress, he pulls her pants down to mid-thigh and flips her dress up. It gives him enough room to do what he wants but still hides her from the laptop's view, where the meeting is going on online.

"You desired to show everyone Daddy's kitty, did not you? You were begging for attention. Now you've got it." He wishpered to her. 

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Faisal, a dominant and possesive man in his early thirties, finds himself irresistibly drawn to a girl much younger than him. A dangerous game of love and lust ensues. 

                                            ━┈ ◇ ━┈

A book with age-gap, erotic romance that delve into a world of DDLG, where the lines between dominance and submission are blurred.

Can they accept and embrace their true desires?

" 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 " is a passionate and seductive journey that will leave you breathless, questioning the boundaries of love and the price of forbidden pleasure. 

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| • 𝒘 𝒂 𝒓 𝒏 𝒊 𝒏 𝒈 • |

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