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I look up, my heart thumping, the urge to protect others overtaking me and I grab one of the guns that the guards had pulled out. They hadn’t used it, but I will. I check if it’s loaded, my heart pounding as I step out, grabbing the piece of card from the ground with shaking…

I say quietly. He nods, lowering his head as he touches his earpiece. “Alpha, the Black Beast is here.” He mutters. I resist showing my irritation as I wait. After a few moments, he mutters an affirmation before he motions me to follow him, taking me down a corridor which is heavily guarded. “She’s stable…”…

she gasps, her head tilts back, her eyes fluttering shut as I chase my own release, pleasure erupts through, and my mind goes blank as we both drop onto the bed and I pull out of her making her gasp. A thin layer of sweat covers our bodies, and I wrap my arms around her…

She looks up, her eyes softening, her heart thumping, and I wonder what’s on her mind when she looks down as she gets to her feet, stumbling slightly. 2 Ah, so that’s why she didn’t run away straight away… Guess that was a good hard fuck. She turns her back on me, clutching my shirt…

“No, he didn’t.” I lie, “But I know how it feels. coming from a broken family. I know how it feels not being allowed to spend time with you. I don’t want my children to be deprived of something they have every right to have. He slams his fist on the table, making the dishes…

Her hair is put up in a sophisticated bun, with small earrings and the entire dirty fantasy about fucking her on this very table is made worse by the pair of glasses she’s wearing. A fashion statement, but one that just makes my mind fall in the gutter. I’m sure I’m not the only one…

Did something happen? “Well, would you like to go next, Mr King?” “I’ll go last,” Sebastian says. I’m curious as to what he’s thinking, and I take my seat as the next presentation begins. I win the job, despit the I am confident Toussaint resources being slightly less than some of these companies, not to…

I say, feeling awful for lying. But the excitement on the children’s faces and the pride on Dad’s is too much for me to break their hearts right now. The children don’t need to know, but I will tell Dad later. “Well, don’t keep her. Come Zaia, dinner is ready. I made your favourite.” Mom…

He growls in my ear, sounding more animal than human. “I-I’m not.” I lie. He scoffs, shifting his position and pinning both my wrists above my head with one hand whilst his other hand brushes down between my breasts and stomach, leaving a trail of pleasure in his wake. I suck my stomach in, trying…

I ask bravely. Of course, he’ll think I’m getting jealous. I’m expecting an instant response, but it doesn’t come, making my stomach churn. “Dad’s been pushing for it, but I won’t be accepting.” He says, all traces of amusement gone from his voice. My heart thuds. “You won’t be, but you haven’t said no… because…