Pretty Little Poison

Pretty Little Poison

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 18, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Erotica
College and University
Love Triangle
Chase Bekket. Yes he may have the body of a Greek god but I could never love him. He has always been there with his indifference and the coldness and I couldn't hate it more. I could never love the likes of him. I am not to be another notch on his belt nor another trophy he collects and brags about. Chase could never love. Especially not me.. Rory Nicole. My little brother's best friend. The girl he has been pining for since grade school. She is the epitome of perfect. With the mind of a genius and the body of a model she is the utter meaning of perfection. But she can never be mine. I know my brother has loved Rory since we were young and quite frankly I have too. But if he were ever to know I yearn for her love as much as he does it would shatter his heart into peices. So I'll spend my life never showing Rory my love for anyone. She shall never know I yearn for her love so much it tears apart at my utter being. "Chase you could never love who are you trying to kid?" "I've been in love once." "With who? Your reflection?" "No princess actually she was perfect." "And who might she be?" "You."
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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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