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The Billionaire's Time Bound Love

Tristan King is a self-made billionaire, known for his ruthless business acumen and cold demeanor. But behind his empire lies a secret that could change everything. Tristan’s private tech company has developed a device capable of manipulating time, though its use is risky and unpredictable. For years, he’s been using it in secret to undo a single tragedy from his past, an event that cost him everything, including the happiness he never thought he deserved. Lily Martinez is an up-and-coming artist with a fiery passion and dreams bigger than the world she knows. After a chance encounter with Tristan at one of her gallery shows, the unlikely pair are drawn together by a spark neither can ignore. Lily, with her bold spirit, is everything Tristan didn’t know he needed, and for the first time, he finds himself falling for someone without ulterior motives. But as their romance blooms, Tristan's dangerous secret begins to unravel. Lily starts having strange memories of events that never happened, and Tristan realizes that she might be the key to fixing his past. But every attempt to change time pushes them further into a tangled web of love, lies, and impossible choices. Now, Tristan must decide: continue using the time machine and risk losing Lily forever, or let go of the past and face a future where time and love can no longer be controlled. With time running out, their love will be tested by betrayal, forgiveness, and the ultimate sacrifice.
A_knight_in_skirt · 2.2K Views

Fish out of water [not BL]

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!”
Lullabybao · 60.7K Views

Little Mischief

Kara had finished her second glass of wine by the time she'd explained everything and her eyelids seemed to be getting heavy. Her head had been resting on my shoulder while she had been recounting the events of the night before and she seemed in desperate need of sleep, so I helped her get in position on the sofa; laid her head on a nice cushion and she fell asleep quickly. I slipped into my bedroom and got changed into a little red dress that loosely fell to mid-thigh, and quietly watched the TV, although most of the time I stared at Kara. She looked so gorgeous, so vulnerable, and I couldn't help stroking my inner thigh as I watched her sleep. I wanted her now more than ever, to feel her lips on mine again and have her body pressed against mine, but in a far more intimate way than the night before. Her knees were bent towards her chest revealing a generous amount of thigh to me, I'd hardly noticed the blue skirt when she'd arrived because of the outpouring of emotion but now I could have a proper look at her smooth legs. Even though I could see quite a bit of her outer thigh I wanted to see more. My hand had found its way under my dress and was stroking my own smooth skin as I lusted after hers. I needed to get a better look and tried moving around on my chair, like a horny sixteen-year-old boy trying to look up a girl's skirt. Instead, I'm a horny nineteen-year-old girl trying to look up a girl's skirt which is totally different, right?.... Right?
Incubus_Tarv3n · 18.4K Views
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