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FIVE HUNGERS OF MARGRET

FIVE HUNGERS OF MARGRET

Author: P.E RAQUES
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Chapter 1 FORBIDDEN FRUIT:Missing Piece

Word Count: 1094    |    Released on: 29/05/2025

Italy –

nd commanding, filtered through her phone speaker. "The Lust and Legacy exhibition is vital.

a glass of Campari glowing red in her hand. "So w

eaux name is still sacred," he r

scoffed, bringing th

ng to Katie, her assistant and part-time miracle worker, w

the donation receipts," Katie said, br

t grinned. "God, yes. It sho

-

at the Grand

tors who smelled like wealth and secrets. Margaret entered as the bidding started on a stolen 17th-century French panel. Some deep, whit

idn't

made. A high slit threatened revelation showing her white fair skin. Her bare back gleamed un

ike the artifact

the necessary guests are, but Margaret had already gone, still in an unfazed manner, represen

pieces of each collection they like. Suddenly, a change in the air, suddenly thic

she s

h Ro

ine cruel. Eyes like obsidian, reflective, quite unreadable. The air felt tight with him around. Everyone felt it. He

e, too dangerous to trust. And too late to forget and every eyes s

d recognize her.she definitel

ught a glimpse of her before s

ry Co

specially not wanting to meet the Almighty Seth. Her heels struck like war as she w

h R

gers steadied around her waist, lingering o

ke you own the air?" he murmur

kept her composure, in a fierce looking way. She didnt need to but her pulse betrayed her

objectively plant a hunger a

f other men's sins?" he spoke aga

breaking into exhibits o

ly where I'm not wanted, not for you though." He stepped

here," she said tu

replied, voice velvet and steel. "

hem. The kind of sudden tens

he hallways and into other rooms

odite sculpture in the hallway he traced with his fingers. "

er true." Ma

e you do remember wha

r, his mouth doing the thing they know how to do best on her neck, and

a sabotage?" she asked not want

d his head like a preda

games with

s eyes burned in hers. "You like games

jaw tightened. "T

rkened, not with something worse

he whispered. "I ju

he knew how to disarm her in

able draped in crimson velvet. He followed, shooting his hands out not really to h

ved," she threatened, he

thally as if to actually feel

g for him. her inside shook at his words.

he was st

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