Black Paint On My Hands

Black Paint On My Hands

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Warning! This series is full with Explicit Sex scenes. Everyone wants Elliot: tall, gorgeous, still a virgin because no girl has ever been enough. Then he sees Raven, short black hair, silver lip ring, curves poured into black lace, the goth girl they call freak. One spilled tray of ink. One moment he kneels to help her. And the campus golden boy is ruined. He stalks her. She ignores him. Once he gets her, he breeds her, brands her, owns her. And Raven is about to learn what happens when the untouchable prince decides the only throne he wants is between her thighs. Because some stains don't wash off. They just get deeper.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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