Ultraya: Dark Mirror

Ultraya: Dark Mirror

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Horror
In the year 4012 AD, a kill bounty was sent out to criminals across the globe. The target was the daughter of the CEO of Humanity's latest weapons manufacturing company, Alexis Destiny. 'This is NOT a statement against the company; Alexis is a threat to us all and must be eliminated!' That's what the statement claimed at least. My friend and I wanted to join the big leagues, we were the same age as Alexis, so we figured we could get the jump on her, take her down, and then brag to all those snobby adults! But we should have asked more questions and it was all too late before we realised the true depth of the darkness that resided within her heart; no amount of money in the world was worth this...
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He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

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