GUARD MY INSANITY 18+
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"Language " Lookmhee said firmly, and I instinctively rolled my eyes.
Wrong move. I was standing beside the opposite table while she was sitting at the head
Her voice dropped, slow and sharp like the edge of a blade.
"Did you just roll your eyes at me?"
I looked away, but it was too late, she saw it.
She stood and took a step slowly closer, her heels echoing softly on the floor.
"Behave Unless you want me to bend you over this cold table and teach you some manners."
My breath hitched.
I gulped, lips parting slightly, but no words came out.
"You didn't answer," she said, her tone low, amused, and dangerous. "Don't tell me the thought of it makes you nervous now."
"You like acting like a brat because deep down... you want to be put in your place. Don't you?"
I felt heat crawl up my spine, shame and arousal mixing into something electric.
"Bad girls get punished not rewarded Sonya"
"Do you remember what you signed " I nodded
"State clause 3 "
"you can do whatever you deed fit with my body, you can harm, mark and make worship with consent" I remember everything vividly in the contract like I signed it yesterday
"Place your hands flat," she ordered. "Stay still."
She leaned closer, lips brushing my ear, voice a whisper that curled around my spine. And I gasped
"Lookmhee" I moan her name even if she has barely touched me, I crave her
"Not yet. I like watching you wait."
One hand pressed against the center of my back, gently but firmly guiding me until my hips met the edge of the table bending me on the table
"Good girl."
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(Under editing) Lucinda was bound tightly to a wooden chair, her wrists secured to the armrests, her legs strapped apart. Her head hung low, wet strands of hair clinging to her bruised face. Sweat dripped from her forehead, stinging the fresh cuts lining her cheekbones. The heavy door creaked open. A figure clad in black stepped inside, his silhouette dominating the dimly lit room. Behind him stood an army of guards, their postures rigid, their presence suffocating. With a mere flick of his fingers, one of the guards approached Lucinda, grabbing a nearby bucket of ice-cold water. Without hesitation, he hurled it at her. The shock of the freezing liquid jolted her awake. Her chest rose and fell sharply as she gasped, blinking furiously against the burning sensation in her wounds. "Well, well... how was the journey?" The voice was deep, cold, dripping with amusement. Lucinda slowly lifted her gaze, her brown eyes locking onto the piercing blue orbs of the man standing before her. "Lucinda Hart." ►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►► Step into a world where justice collides with ruthlessness, as a fearless detective and a dangerous mafia boss lock eyes in a deadly game of cat and mouse. "Lucianda Hart as detective" "Lorenzo Rothschild as The mafia" With her unwavering determination and his captivating presence, they are destined to collide. Will love conquer all, or will darkness prevail? Prepare for a heart-pounding journey through the depths of crime and passion in "Be Mine~". Get ready to be captivated from the very first page. (Summary on Introducing page) This is my own story (fictional story {book}) all characters names are fictional so as characters are,so don't try to find it on google , but photos are real. everything is owned by me (sᴛᴏʀʏ, ɴᴀᴍᴇs, ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs) the picture credit goes to their right full owner. ʚ If you don't feel safe reading this book, then feel free to leave
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