A different type of feeling

A different type of feeling

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, feb 12, 2025
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After getting back to your not so luxury apartment, you decide to plop down on the couch and enjoy highly overpriced ice-cream brought to you by INFLATION! Unknown to you however, inflation isn't the only thing getting artificially stimulated. A different take on the erotic genre with an eldritch horror focus. This story does not focus on physical genital but on the sensations of the mind and the utterly horrific euphoria brought about by a being objectively more important than yourself... don't hate the player, hate the game you didn't know you were in. -The image is not mine! -Be prepared for shenanigans!! -Let my writing tingle thy brain!!!
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Enemies to lovers- Boss/employee- Bickering and Bantering- Billionaire romance Second chance romance HEA romance novel If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all. When I saw a job opportunity to work at a resort a few hours north of the cities, including a place to stay, rent-free, I jumped on it. But, unfortunately, what I didn't know was that the one who owned the resort was a man I owed a huge chunk of money to. All because of an accident I still believe he caused. Ian Lockwood isn't like any other guy I've ever met. The man's devastatingly handsome, gorgeous to be exact, and his green eyes are so damn intoxicating and intense that they wretchedly became windows to my soul. But he had one ugly attitude that turned me off. Calling Ian a jerk is an understatement. He's a straight-up asshole. Every time we're around each other, he does and says whatever he can to get my blood to boil. And he enjoys every minute of it. The problem I have with him is that he's an enemy. Yet whenever I'm near him, the irresistible fragrance that pours off him enhances my desires, and the area between my thighs intensively pulsates. And if my attraction to the asshole increases, I'm afraid he'll catch on to those feelings and take advantage of it by using me to pay off my debt. Even though Ian gets under my skin, I find myself falling for him the more bickering and bantering we do every time we're around each other. And if I can't get these uncontrollable desires of being with Ian under control, I'm afraid Ian and I will find ourselves underneath the sheets. That is if I don't see myself knocking him out of his misery before then.

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