HIS SEX TOY
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"How do I know I can trust you?" She asked, watching him carefully.
"You don't." He simply said, pouring himself a glass of what she presumed to be whiskey.
"And you aren't even going to try to convince me?" She inquired and he shrugged as he rolled up his sleeves and took a seat.
"You wouldn't be here if I didn't," he responded cockily before draining his glass empty.
"And what happens if I say no?" He raised an eyebrow at her.
"I'm not holding you back," he retorted and she had to give him credit, he wasn't giving anything away.
She sighed, looking back through the glass down at the people below in the rain. Could there really be a life for her here?
She felt him behind her, the surge of electricity in the air causing the hairs on her neck to stand up. Resting her forehead on the cold glass, she tried to cool down the heat she felt creeping up her face. His hand was on her waist and his head then rested on her shoulder. She suddenly felt her heart beating wildly in her chest as her breath became choppy.
Bracing her hands on the glass for some support, she tried to think straight. His effect on her was something she didn't think existed. His touch caused her body to respond to him in ways it shouldn't. Yet it was so natural and...real. Maybe this was what she needed. Time to be with him and realize that he was just a regular notorious billionaire playboy. Nothing more and nothing less. She desperately needed to believe that.
"Yes," she gritted out, her voice sounding way too breathy and needy.
"Yes what?" His voice sounded gruff and husky. It vibrated through her core and he wasn't really doing anything.
"Yes, I will be your sex toy," she answered and he spun her around.
"I was going for yes sir, but that could work too," he didn't give her a moment to answer as he immediately pressed his lips against hers, stealing her breath away.
The Heated Series
Book 2
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SEX GOD ✔
"I'm not beautiful." She told him, hoping that he would leave her alone. He stared at her incredulously and she watched as his dark eyebrows arched into a quizzical frown. "Okay then," he shrugged and her immediate reaction was of shock. He looked at her curiously and she coughed under his intense gaze. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked her with a blank expression. She narrowed her eyes at him. "I hate you." She blurted out before spinning around on her heels to exit his bedroom. Hand on the door knob, she was halted by his grip on her elbow. She turned around to face him with a tongue heavy of curses, but she was stopped by his lips crashing down on hers. She gasped in surprise and he used it to his advantage and plunged his tongue into her invitingly warm mouth. She shuddered and gripped his shoulders for support, afraid that she would fall. But she had a feeling that she had already fallen. For him. The Sex God. How did that happen? The Heated Series Book 1 All rights reserved. Copyright©1999beauty.Zakończone![ENIGMA : UNVEILED 🥀 [ 18+ ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/376394209-256-k380521.jpg)
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It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his grey eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiralled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.
His Favorite Investment
She felt the heat of his body at her back before she saw his hand. His fingers grazed her skin, just barely, as he found the zipper and slowly, so slowly, pulled it up. It wasn't just a zip. It was a claim. A warning. "I should break his nose for looking at you the way he did," he whispered at her ear. "But that wouldn't be enough." Her breath caught. He hadn't touched her, not really. But it felt like too much. Like he'd branded her. "And you," he went on, voice low, lips grazing the curve of her neck without touching, "walking around this place in nothing but that swimsuit... you knew what you were doing." She swallowed hard. "Maybe I did." His hands lingered at her waist, holding her in place. Possessive. Undeniable. "You like making me jealous," he said, voice husky. "But just remember, Chloe... jealousy makes me dangerous." ***Content Warning*** This story contains mature themes including sexual content, emotional manipulation, morally complex relationships, cheating, and adult language. Reader discretion is advised RECOMMENDED FOR AGES 18+ Copyright Disclaimer © MaryRose 2025 This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and settings are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, or distributed in any form without the author's express written permission.Zakończone![Our Secret [Completed]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/161892870-256-k74496.jpg)
Our Secret [Completed]
[Book 2 in the Secret series] "That's not what I meant..." I chew on my lip. "Well, what the fuck did you mean then?" He shouts. "When I'm there I don't have to think about you!" I yell back. Wrong choice of words again, Sophia. I curse myself. His form immediately stands and he strides over to me, he is now inches away from me, his body is so close to mine that I am forced to take a couple of steps backwards. My back is pressed up against the window. Noah's breathing is deep but he speaks softly, "when you're there all I can think about is you." He raises his hand and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. I step around him and head for the door, "uh I'm going to go to the hospital." I pick up my bag and rush out of the door leaving Noah in the room and saving myself from doing something I would definitely regret and make me change my mind about going back to Pennsylvania. ------------ 'I love you too,' were the last words Sophia heard before she was banished from her home city and she left without a second thought. If she didn't she knew she would be in danger. A month and a half later Sophia returns as a person close to her is in critical condition in hospital. Everyone's eyes are on Sophia, and they are looking for someone to blame. Will she return to her new life and forget about New York once and for all? Or will she fit right back into the McKenzie's life as if she never left? And as for her relationship with Noah, there might be a chance for romance after all.Zakończone
"HIS SWEET RUIN"
A CEO, an undercover mafia, who built an empire with ruthless precision, crushing anyone who stood in his way. For 45 years, he needed nothing. No distractions. No weaknesses. No love. He was untouchable. Unshakable. Completely in control. Until her. She stumbles into his world-young, soft, untouched. His new assistant, completely unaware of the monster she's just awakened. He doesn't understand what's happening at first. Why her laughter feels like a siren's call. Why the way she bites her lip makes his blood burn. Why, for the first time in his life, he wants. And once he realizes? Once he understands that she's the one thing he's never had but suddenly can't live without? He snaps. Now, she belongs to him. She just doesn't know it yet. She can try to run, but he'll find her. She can try to resist, but he'll break down every wall she hides behind. She can try to pretend she doesn't feel it too-the pull, the heat, the hunger-but he sees it every time she looks at him. She's his. His to protect. His to own. His to ruin. And he'll never let her go. A teaser scene before you read it: 😉 ↓ "You know... now that I think of it... I'm old enough to be your Daddy, aren't I...?" he said in a seductive tone. Eva's face turned an even deeper shade of red as she quickly turned away. "W-What are you even saying!?" she stammered. Erek chuckled darkly, tilting her chin up to make her look at him. "Oh? Did that make you nervous, sweetheart?" His smirk grew as he leaned in, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "You like older men, don't you?" Eva swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. "T-That's not- I mean, I never-" He traced a slow circle on her wrist with his thumb, watching her squirm. "You can deny it all you want, but your face tells me everything," he murmured. "So, tell me, Eva... do you?" Read to find out!Zakończone
Falling and Breaking
DRAMA. MYSTERY. ROMANCE She became his desires. His need. His only possession. And his lethal obsession. And his obsession become a biggest curse in her life. **** Her denial infuriated him more, his blood boiled in anger. Grabbing her chin up, he made her look at him. Her terrified orbs clashed with his deadly charcoal eyes. ''Please.'' She said clasping her hands around his which was holding her chin. She pleaded him with her teary eyes while his blazing gaze never shifted from her. "You think, your sorry can make everything better like before? Your sorry can't save you from me. Trust me, you can't even imagine what I can do to you. So you should keep your mouth shut and come with me home quietly." He warned and threatened her. And she shakes in fear and helplessness. She just wanted to run away from here and hide somewhere. She doesn't know the man who was standing in front of her right now. He was hurting her, scaring her and behaving like a monster. The man she knows he was different. Hell different from him, his hold was perfect for her fragile body, his voice which was heaven peace for her and his touch which was gentle unlike this. "No... no. I don't want to go anywhere with you... I don't want to be with you anymore." She move her head hysterically and tried to free herself but instead, she get more pain when he tightened his hold on her and dig his fingers on her waist. "You are scaring me," she confessed meekly crying and her breath get uneven. "Oh! Sweetheart, I didn't do anything yet and you are already scared of me? Then what will you do when I'll punish you for your betrayal?" The threat hidden in his words causes a shiver down her spine and she feels intimidated. "Just come with me or you will see the worst side of me. " He stated simply. The rage and fury in his eyes made her body start trembling ferociously. *** GENRE : DARK ROMANCE Cover by : @authorzysha ***
Wilde's Flower (ON HOLD)
Where there's smoke, there's always a fire. "The more you fight it, the more determined I am to prove that you want me." He says burning holes into my skin with his smudgy blue eyes which only serves to make me moan slightly. "You're mistaken, I-I don't." I manage on a whisper. Who am I fooling, I want every bit of him. But the last thing I'm going to do is let him know that. Clearing my throat, I try again looking straight into his eyes. "I don't want you Oliver." He moves fast at the sound of his name and presses me up against the wall. Closing my eyes, I gasp hard as I'm being shoved against the wall. "Fuck." He growls. His mouth to my ears. "You said it," He breathe "You finally said it." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After having a shitty relationship with her ex for three years straight, Josephine Patterson decides to take a break from dating for the first time in years to focus on herself. She begins to take her life one day at a time and avoid any interest or talk of relationships from her friends taking things slow and steady till she's gained a solid ground. Billionare, playboy, Oliver Wilde comes into the picture only to destroy every moral she has build and break down every wall she had pulled. Though a madly uncontrollable attraction strikes to break her, Jo fights hard making it almost impossible for Oliver to have her. Oliver Wilde is a playboy billionaire she was assigned to work for, a man who was off limits to Jo, a man who doesn't bulge till he gets what he wants and those realities alone are enough for Jo to run a mile. What happens when she decides to give in and let her needs take over? She knows fire is within those blue eyes and she might get burned pretty badly. THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED..Zakończone
I Need To Exchange My Demon, Please
Marcus narrowed his eyes at her and brought a hand up, tangling his hand in her hair and tugging on it so she was looking up at him. "You're asking for it, Mila. I could have you moaning my name and begging for more in seconds," he said, squeezing her ass and rubbing himself against her. Mila inhaled sharply and let out an involuntary whimper, craving to be closer to him, with nothing in the way. "You're all talk," she said breathlessly. "All talk, no action. You talk too much," she said, looking up at him with darkened eyes. "I'll believe it when I see it." Marcus growled, planting another hard kiss on her lips, pinning her to the wall with his body as his hands slid down lower on her ass, fingers curling around her inner thighs and getting dangerously close to where she was already wet for him. "You're going to eat those words, Mila," he said against her lips, pushing off the wall and carrying her towards the bedroom. "You're going to eat them while I fuck you so good you scream my name." Mila is desperate for money. So desperate she is willing to do anything to get it and has tried most things. She reaches the end of hope that she will get the the necessary amount in time to take care of the person who needs it, until she remembers her life insurance. The life insurance she gets through her work could cover everything, the only issue being it requires her death and a suicide-clause means she can't do it herself. Desperate enough to sacrifice her life, she finds hiring someone to do it too expensive and one night while drunk, she turns to her superstitious roots and tries to summon a demon to do the deed for her. Several failed attempts later, she's surprised to discover it actually worked, and a surprisingly attractive demon named Marcus is standing in her living room, refusing to accept her request and sparking a lot of feelings she wasn't expecting to have for a demon from hell. this book comes down Nov 1st, then only on patreonZakończone
"I'm not beautiful." She told him, hoping that he would leave her alone. He stared at her incredulously and she watched as his dark eyebrows arched into a quizzical frown. "Okay then," he shrugged and her immediate reaction was of shock. He looked at her curiously and she coughed under his intense gaze. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked her with a blank expression. She narrowed her eyes at him. "I hate you." She blurted out before spinning around on her heels to exit his bedroom. Hand on the door knob, she was halted by his grip on her elbow. She turned around to face him with a tongue heavy of curses, but she was stopped by his lips crashing down on hers. She gasped in surprise and he used it to his advantage and plunged his tongue into her invitingly warm mouth. She shuddered and gripped his shoulders for support, afraid that she would fall. But she had a feeling that she had already fallen. For him. The Sex God. How did that happen? The Heated Series Book 1 All rights reserved. Copyright©1999beauty.
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