The Royal Affairs
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.Complete
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NOT HER!
I never planned to fall for a girl. Especially NOT HER! I was always straight! She was my childhood best friend, the girl my parents trusted, the girl I grew up sharing toothbrushes and boy secrets with. But the girl I reunited with in the same university wasn't the same person. She was different. Dark. Powerful. Untouchable. Addictive. She became. She had the whole campus trembling , drug rings, mafia ties, secrets too heavy to speak about. And somehow... she wanted me. I told myself I was straight. I told myself I had home training. I told myself I wasn't her. Until the night she touched me. And I let her. This is not a love story. This is a slow dying. A first person confession. And if you read long enough... you'll understand why I didn't survive her.
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