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Her Sinful Desire: Claiming His Son's Bride

Her Sinful Desire: Claiming His Son's Bride

Author: Lily Writess
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Chapter 1 A Hot Stranger

Word Count: 1158    |    Released on: 17/06/2025

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oaked through, but that was the least of my concerns. My

f this. You're just so naïve! You can't exp

of the street, the rain plastering my hair to my

ually cheating on me, Not aft

was on top of him, riding him like she owned him, whil

love not enough for him to

n dumped before, sure. But th

ent to break up with him. Not because I want

or me, with his Don's son.

tered, tipping my hea

w a club across the street,The ne

id idea lit

rink, it was after catching y

sted. Hell, maybe I'd get fucked befo

I was going to be sold off like prope

throbbed like a heartbeat. The lights were flashing, while

ks like." I murmured it

Never even attended a proper part

so... innocent. And they were fucking right.

ed a whiskey, I told him I wanted

to a dark corner of the club, wh

d the burning liquor, letting

churn with excitement. I don't know what

teps away f

aling the kind of tattooed, chiseled chest that didn

dry and I gulp

sculpted from sin, his veins snaked down his arms, a

rties or early forties. Somewhere arou

s dragon tattoo, tracing hi

stubble I wanted to feel

firm. The kind that didn't a

y are dark, Unreada

, heat pooling between them, as

s locked. That gaze didn't ju

d pulled every ounce o

down my spine, sett

he gestu

meone else to be behind me. But no one

me h

e voice cut th

wet slid bet

pered, blinkin

the w

w him suddenly standing in

heat from his body, and brought his mouth

dropped, wanting to take

e traveled lower, landing on the firm bu

ody tensed. A wave of

h, little slut," he whispered,

ngue made my core clench hard. I pressed

again, dizzy from n

me with that same unreadable

Another comm

Heat pulsed low

every part of me

ctly what I

r rushing down my spine, igniting

ed to stand, m

chair, panting. My bod

smirk playing on his lips, rig

ound my wrist, and I shuddered as

d, afraid that if I looked

d out of

ted at the curb. A few men

" one of them asked, respe

an hour," he

ed and a

ghter with my nails

helped me inside. Then he j

oked

little slut?" he growled, w

hrough me, What the fu

s name. But at this m

crazy. And

c.

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