The Big Dream

The Big Dream

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Sophie Lower, a resilient young woman, was born into a challenging life, her mother battling addiction. Despite the struggles, Sophie's mother could be, if she wanted, a loving and caring parent, but the specter of her impending mortality loomed ever larger as the years went by. In stark contrast, Maxim Lion, the sole heir to the vast fortune of billionaire George, possessed intelligence and wit that set him apart from the world. Yet, within the heart of this charming young man, a tempestuous nature brewed, one that sometimes led to explosive outbursts and confrontations. • Sliding her finger to the left, she discovered the name of her partner, and her heart skipped a beat. Maxim Lion. "That's right. You're mine now for the next five months," Maxim's voice whispered in her ear. #1 in dorms
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Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

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