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SAMMYIt is easier to reject a man who cheats on you rather than swallowing the bitter pill labeled as he is not yours, so move the fuck on. I would preferably take the cheating, lying asshole, punch him in the face, and move on.It took all my adolescent years to accept the fact the Marco wasn't into me. I was merely the sister of his so-called brothers—the girl with whom he'd laugh, snicker, fight, and protect.I had seen Marco transform over the years, from a boy to a man, and each moment, made it harder to let go of this infatuation—this living, breathing passion.There was a constant push and pull of emotions. One of the fundamental reasons I couldn't let go of the feelings for Marco entirely out of my mind because he was unattached.Sure, he hooked up now and then, with girls kneeling, bowing and doing all sorts of things to him—for him. But everything was based on one-night-of-fun. So I fooled myself into believing that one day—maybe one day he'd notice me.And then I saw him w
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AURORAI have never experience the true spirit of Christmas until I came across the Romanos. The extravagance and opulence aside, these people were obnoxiously obsessed with Christmas and everything that comes with it. Mrs. Romano, because of her part-Russian heritage, would insist that the celebration continues until the seventh of January.As someone who barely had a reason or chance to celebrate Christmas, I used to be overwhelmed at first. Of course, the presence of Marco by my side had helped a lot, and Sammy, in picking up the most-revealing party dress she could find, it used to be one hell of a time.However, this year, I managed to pull myself aside until the 26th. The reason being the absence of Marco for the past three months. I starved of him all this time, and it was the longest we were apart.Despite being elementarily cheesy, we decided to spend the three days together, and devoid of his company, once he came back home.As I sat by the fireplace, watching the soft crack
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MARCO"What was so important that you have to see me in person?" I asked Viktor, coming down the stairs as I sauntered over the living area where he helped himself with a bottle of scotch. My bottle of very rare and very expensive scotch.His eyes shot up as he slowly sized me up. Of all the condescending look Viktor could pull off, this was the worst and made me wish if I could crack his skull."Actually, I am here for Aurora." He took a sip of the scotch and commented, "Smooth. You do have an acquired taste in everything."I tried to ignore his insinuation and moved on. "Aurora is occupied at the moment. You can tell me."One of his brows shot up as gave me the look. "So, this is how it's going to be from now on? You are going to decide on her behalf?"My jaw clenched so hard that with a bit more pressure, I would have broken one of my molars. "This is how it has always been. In case you need a reminder, you are the one who gave Aurora to me.""I didn't give you. I only wanted you t
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AURORAMy temper got me into this mess called life in the first place, but it seemed like I would never learn the lesson—even in the hardest of ways. After the fight, Marco wouldn't so much so look at me, and I was left to grovel on my own.I felt sorry—truly—except I didn't know how to express in words and actions to show him. So when Sammy called me over to hang out, I was both relieved and worried.Worried because I didn't know how things were going to pan out for both of us, now that the Pandora's Box lay wide open. But Sammy turned out to be the crazy woman I have always known her to be and completely laughed it out.Instead, she wanted to plan our marriage, the name of the kids, and the university they would go to. And if it was up to her, she'd probably fix their marriage as well.But when I narrated the new twists in the fairytale she was weaving for me, she burst out laughing again. I looked at her crossly and pursed my lips firmly until she had her fun."Are you done?" I ask
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I'm not a humanitarian, I'm a hell-raiser. ~ Mother JonesMARCO"You ready for this?" I asked, getting into the car with Aurora."I am."I turned to look at her, and what I saw wasn't anger or displeasure. Her skin was flushed with wisdom and echoes of the war cry. There was hardly any trace of innocent girlhood left in her features.She was a woman now. A woman born of tempest and fire, of the blood moon and howling wolves. With a soul like Persephone and splendor like Aphrodite, I knew that Aurora was destined for a queendom of dark power and unconquered lands.Smirking, I floored the gas pedal, heading west where I had secured asshole. All this time, he received a royal treatment even though he was chained. He was fed, hydrated, and there wasn't a single scar against his white skin. Until now. Until my beautiful dark goddess decides to teach him how to shriek and bawl.We reached the place in fifteen and made our way into the house. Two of my men were already stationed inside the h
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A U R O R AIt took months of persuasion and hours of smooth talk to convince Marco to take me to visit The Leather House with him. The club has been a great revelation and a sanctum of BDSM indulgence I haven't had the pleasure to experience, saving otherwise my last unexpected trip. It wasn't like we didn't experiment or lavish in sex past couple of months when essentially that was all we did, but the lure of the den of pleasure crawled at me several times.The only condition to his acquiescence to take me to TLH with him was the display of epitome submission. And I understood it because he exuded an aura of power and intangible dominance and ruled the place with an iron fist, and any error from my end would reflect poorly on him.Maybe for this reason alone that I dressed to perfection. The lacy-wine red corset top revealed just the right amount of cleavage, leaving the rest of one's imagination, while the silver sequin skirt hugged the curves, stopping at mid-thigh. I smoothed dow
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"The desire of the man is for the woman; the desire of the woman is for the desire of the man." - Madame de StaëlMARCO "I was beginning to assume that you have turned vanilla," Gage chuckled before checking out Aurora. Clearly, he remembered her because you don't really forget a pretty face as hers who busted your nose.I recalled how pissed and confused he was, sitting in my office, holding a pack of ice to his bleeding nose while I went through the CCTV footage. For my part, I didn't know what to feel – to be mad at her or worried because I could have lost her entirely.But she was here now, by my side, and it made all the difference in the world."Me and vanilla?" I snorted. "Hell fucking no."Laughing, he dragged a barstool closer and perched on it, while I helped Aurora onto another one and stood by her. The bartender offered us the usual that Gage happily took in, unable to refuse a glass of whiskey while I waived off mine."You are doing any scenes today?" Gage asked conversa
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AURORAThe last thing I remember about the night was the self-effacing laugh of Marco and the kiss on my forehead before I fell asleep in his arms with no sense of time or place even when I roused up the next day.Were we at the club or the house? Nevermind.I managed to pull myself off the bed and reach for the phone. As soon as the screen unlocked and came alive in my hands, I cursed. "Shit." There were 31 voice messages, at least half a dozen missed calls, and a very angry best friend on the other end.I have almost forgotten that I had promised Sammy I would go out with her and now I was horribly late. Why the hell Marco didn't wake me up?And most importantly, where the hell was he?But I had no time to speculate. Sprinting into the bathroom, I got my business done in record time. And thanks to my rash driving skills and lesser-known routes of Chicago, I somehow managed to pick her up by the skin of my teeth. But even that didn't save me from all her pouts and eye-rolling taunts.
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