Enemies to lovers ❤️🔥
The library, a sanctuary of hushed whispers and the scent of aging paper, becomes an unlikely battleground in the story of Vivian Holloway and Stella Davies.
Their first encounter wasn't a meet-cute; it was a clash of wills, a silent war waged between two fiercely independent spirits. He, the charismatic, undeniably handsome school bully, used his wit as a weapon, leaving a trail of bruised egos in his wake. She, the quiet, observant, and remarkably resilient target of his taunts, wielded silence as her shield, her intelligence a hidden weapon.
Forced into a collaborative project, they find themselves locked in a peculiar dance, a delicate interplay of insults, veiled provocations, and an unexpected, burgeoning respect. Their story unfolds primarily through their conversations and text exchanges, mirroring the subtle shifts in their relationship-the slow erosion of animosity, the hesitant acknowledgment of mutual strengths, the gradual unveiling of vulnerabilities. This book delves into the complexities of their interactions, the internal struggles they each face, and the unexpected tenderness that blossoms amidst the witty banter and barbed comments. It's a story about the power of second chances, the transformative capacity of love, and the often-surprising paths we take to find our way to each other.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....