Her name was Juliette Vernier. Late 40s. French-American. A strategic consultant with a reputation for fixing companies—and breaking egos. She wore tailored suits, bold lipstick, and always had a glass of…
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The sound of an axe echoed through the trees—steady, rhythmic, powerful. Jack Johnson stood shirtless in the clearing behind his log cabin, muscles glistening with sweat, the sun catching the…
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Maddie Demeter had been turning heads since she was sixteen — long before she realized the full power of her looks. Now, at twenty-two, she’d learned how to lean into…
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It started with a whisper. Rachel had Maddie sprawled out on the bed, thighs parted, wrists pinned above her head. The dim bedroom lights cast golden shadows across Maddie’s flushed…
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The room was alive with breathy tension—bare skin, flushed cheeks, low moans filling the air like thunder before a storm. Jack stepped forward, his eyes locked on Whitney. Her body…
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Jasmin’s hand trembled slightly as she reached back and turned the lock on Tyrone’s office door with a sharp click. The sound echoed in the room like a trigger. When…
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It was the first night of Nate’s business trip. The house was quiet — kids asleep, wine half-finished, and Rachel standing barefoot in the kitchen, wiping the counter while soft…
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Tyrone stood at the top of his empire—6'2" of pure dominance wrapped in a tailored charcoal suit. Sharp eyes, smooth voice, and a commanding presence that made boardrooms go silent.…
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Jack stepped back just enough to let the warm air from inside drift out into the sunlit porch. Whitney tilted her head, peering past him. “Did I… catch you at…
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Heaven was a young, beautiful woman in her early thirties, married to a successful businessman named Mike. From the outside, their life seemed picture perfect - a beautiful home in…
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Everyone online wonders “Where is Tyrone?” Sitting behind his desk, He lights another cigar… watching his kingdom submit… “Let’s give them a mega show…It’s just past midnight. Rain taps against the…
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It started happening more often. Rachel would find little excuses to be near Maddie. Helping her fold laundry late at night. Sitting closer than necessary on the couch when the…
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Rachel has been getting suspicious… but not out of jealousy alone. She’s been noticing Maddie too. Watching her. Fantasizing. Fighting it.Rachel had been watching Maddie more than she realized. At…
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The moon was high, casting silver light over the dark waves. The beach below was quiet, the resort still, and everyone — supposedly — asleep. Maddie stood on the balcony in nothing…
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Maddie had that kind of body that made people stare — even when she was just wearing jeans and a fitted tee. Slender waist, long legs, and heavy breasts that…
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The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, low growls, muffled moans, and the desperate rhythm of bodies colliding. Brooke's cheek was pressed to the glass, her…
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It was just a fantasy. That’s what I told myself. No touching. No texting. No crossing lines. Just thoughts. Heat. Curiosity. He’s the boy next door—not a boy, really, but…
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Jack Johnson had just turned 42. Broad-shouldered, weathered in all the right ways, with a slow, confident grin and the kind of deep voice that made women pause mid-sentence. After…
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