Addicted to Love

Addicted to Love

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Mar 10, 2023
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Romance
"Yes ma'am" the butler nodded and left the dining room. I waited for a while. Playing with the spoon and drinking my coffee. Eventually, the butler returned with h/n. "What is it darling? I'm in the middle of business," she exhaled. "Oh, I don't mean to be a bother... Just want to go shopping" I stood up. "As you can see, I don't necessarily have clothes," I said holding the shirt I wore. She smiled, "You don't need permission to go shopping alone just take one of my guys with you and a lady to assist you," she said kissing my forehead. Goosebumps ran through my body. After that, she left. I returned to the room in search of something to wear. This was supposed to be how I left and escaped, but I somewhat wanted to stay.
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Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

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