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Chapter 2 The Night I Begged for More

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th burned ag

think we ne

ing over my skin. My thighs squeezed together hard. A throb

vows, my promises-but th

st my balance. My heels scraped across the marble floor. The VIP door banged shut behind us, cutting off the

inst the cool wall. My hand

h it was what I needed. Heat spread under my skin, rushing right t

beg and a secret all mixed up together. I couldn't s

change. Then he laughed in the da

te

me on the bed. Black silk sheets felt cool on my bare skin. I tried t

ta

word and my ni

my chest. I should fight him at this point. Kick. Yell Leon's name until my voice

hem. It stretched my arms, and made my breasts lift up, and every breath came s

r. "I'm going to make you want me so bad

on their own, looking for something

oor o

before walked in. H

a

s skin, with tattoos the club lights hid be

r mouth. He didn't look at her. His eye

at me,

mate, possessive. Like he'd always know

't stop

demanding. He traced it across her cheek-once, twice. Then

ght about

p wanting

-

ked shut behi

nk to just us. My wrists burned against the silk tie

from the bed, his hardness

️-the most loving, devoted little symbol in the world. And

e nightstand. He glanced at my phone. Saw the name. A slow s

hone finally stopped. Then he stood, st

d my face up. His thumb pressed

ce low and rough, "w

t my ear. "Now, you're exa

torm-fast, brutal, and gone. This man? He was a

p. "I want to feel you." I paus

ed. Something

more l

bed. Two fingers slid in without warning-I moaned as he curled them, finding that perfect spot

setting. I screamed. The buzz shot through me

rd and fast. My

e climbed over me and pushed my thighs apart with

ed. "P

my center.

Take me.

s, inch by inch. So full. He

gainst the wall. I screamed. He grabbed the chain betw

ing to come,"

rove into me through it, harder and fas

k at

h one final thrust, he came, f

I lay there, his warmth leaking onto t

-

p, he was al

e," he said. "

ion in the mirror was a stranger: mascara smudged, bite marks blooming on

iver-a college kid-did a double-take whe

ight?" h

d out the window, very tired.

nd tiptoed through the lobby. The

d. I planted my face into the pillow, still tasting th

sekeeper, found m

voice sharp with alarm. "Ava, wak

dn't

circling my wrists, and the faint bruise b

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“"Please, let me taste you," Ava begged, broken and desperate-after he tortured her by forcing her to watch as he claimed that blonde. "Now, spread those thighs, sweetheart. Show me how wet you already are for me." Ava Sinclair Vance was once a stripper. Now she's the wife of billionaire Leon Vance, bound by vows of forever-until his endless "business trips" left her aching and burning with unmet desire. One reckless night, she returned to Club Orion for a single pole dance. Just to feel alive again. A stranger in the shadows had other plans. What began as one lap dance exploded into a night of ruthless, relentless passion that left her utterly ruined for anyone else. She woke up wrecked, convinced it was a nameless one-night mistake she could bury and forget. Until the next morning's business lunch with Leon's best friend. She discovered she couldn't escape him-not when the stranger and Leon's best friend were the same man. And certainly not when he was the one demanding more nights... to cover up her "one little mistake." How long can Ava stay trapped between two ruthless billionaires before one claims her completely? And what if those nights were never about silence... but about breaking her so thoroughly she begs to stay?”