In His Fantasies

In His Fantasies

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𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐤. Lover of words. Collector of books. For years her dream has been to become a published author and when she gets the chance of a lifetime, there is no way she could let it go. A one-time opportunity to sit down with the man behind her love for books and ask the questions some have only dreamt of. 𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞. Author and erotic romance novelist. He has put his all into his books and each one comes with its own hidden secrets and fantasies. Running his own publishing company, he's built his life on the dreams of others and now it's time to finally conquer one his own. *𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩/𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: This story contains mature themes and scenes that may be triggering to some readers. Read at your own discretion* *Previously named Blurring Boundaries* 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 18+
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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