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It'S My Party Obey Me

My Villainous husband loves me

I remember the day I died. There was nothing remarkable about it. Just a cold day, in an enclosed space with an angry husband driven by mindless hatred, and I ended up with a broken neck I lived an unremarkable life. Just a daughter of a dead Baron and a loving, doting wife of an ice-cold husband... if I had another chance, I would make better choices. I would divorce my heartless husband. If only... I thought it was the end, that I would drift off into the dark, never to be heard of again. But then, something strange happened. I appeared in front of the heavenly bodies - three towering figures with piercing gazes, their presence both captivating and intimidating - with them was a second Chance. I was sent back ten years into the past and I was handed a national lottery - a chance to pick a better husband but there is a catch. "You will not remember your husband's face or name, Abigail," the central being said. "But you will remember the pain he inflicted upon you." So, here I am... trying my best not to give my villainous husband a second chance *** Excerpt "Do you want me?" I looked at him as this burst of anger filled me up and threatened to overtake me. "No!" "Would you like to be caught in a compromising position with me? For instance, a kiss…." Before I could make sense of what he was saying, he grabbed me and pushed me against the tree behind us and without giving me a moment to think, he placed his lips against mine. I gasped as soon as his lips touched mine. I can feel his smile against my face. The son of a bitch loved that I was shocked to the bones over his behavior. I wanted to push him away, i meant to until i found myself…still I stood still as he kissed me. For a ruthless man who enjoyed killing and cutting people’s heads off, his lips were soft. I wasn’t expecting that. My Villainous husband's kiss made the lady place in between my legs wet. Book cover is not mine. if owner wants me to take it down, please contact me.
DenneeRiley · 4.5K Views

My roommate's always flirting with me

Tara couldn’t believe her bad luck. Out of all the people looking for a roommate, she ended up with her boss, Selena. Selena—known for her sharp wit, enchanting looks, and a rumored history with a few past coworkers—had a reputation as the office “temptress.” Watching Selena move with that effortless allure, Tara silently vowed to keep a safe, respectful distance. But on the very first night of living together, that same untouchable boss ended up sleepwalking… right into Tara’s room, wrapping herself around her with surprising softness and refusing to let go, nestled into Tara’s chest as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Keeping her calm, Tara gingerly extricated herself, stepped onto the balcony, and drank a full glass of ice water—despite the frigid winter temperatures. “She’s straight. You’re just roommates. Don’t even think about catching feelings,” Tara told herself, hoping her resolve would hold. But Selena seemed determined to ignore any “distance.” After dodging yet another one of Selena’s friendly but borderline flirtatious invitations, Tara found herself cornered in the underground parking lot after work. Under the dim lights, Selena’s eyes sparkled with a hint of red at the corners. “Are you like everyone else? Do you hate me?” she asked, her voice tinged with unexpected hurt, a stubbornness that was oddly… sweet. The usual polite words Tara had on hand somehow lodged in her throat. Flustered, she stammered, “No… I’m just scared I might fall for you.” Selena had a secret: she was totally smitten with the company’s new intern. There was something about Tara’s quiet warmth and that little spark of defiance that pulled Selena in. So much so, that Selena willingly traded her comfortable apartment for a cramped 700-square-foot rental—just to be closer to her crush. She even went out of her way to “accidentally” create situations that would draw them together. But her darling intern remained unmoved, cool and reserved, her demeanor bordering on chilly. When a close friend pointed out that no one wants to room with their boss, saying, “Living with your boss just feels like working overtime every night,” Selena pouted but couldn’t deny it. Resting her head against Tara’s shoulder, Selena couldn’t help but think, Too true… I do have her working ‘overtime’ every night.
Writerszai · 16.8K Views
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