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Dominated By The Professor
Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr Stranger. ** "Now you'll just follow my command." As he told me, I nodded my head meekly, sitting on the desk. "Professor wants his favourite student to stand up and come to him." As he commanded, I stood up and sauntered to him. My heartbeat is accelerating with every step which I'm taking toward him. "Now remove your top for your professor, my favourite student." As he ordered, I flushed, moving my eyelashes down. "Do it fast, Princess. I'm waiting." As he spoke, I moved my eyes up at him shyly. He pointed his finger at my top. I held the hem of my green top and pulled it over my head, gazing at his handsome face sheepishly. "Now give it to me." As he said, I instantly gave my top to him, and he inhaled my scent from the top, closing his eyes. "Your scent is exquisite, Princess." He whispered after opening his eyes. He kept my top on the table. "Now this." He pointed his finger at my bra, asking me take it off. I blushed hard before taking my hands behind and unlocking it. This is really increasing my excitement. As I removed it, he moved his eyes down at my twins and then up at me. "You're really beautiful, Princess." He complimented me, touching my heart. He pulled out his hand, and I gave my bra to him. Then like this, I pulled out my jeans and undies too and gave them to him. This is arousing my desires more. He is gazing at my body like he's gazing at the stars. "I like you like this. You are so beautiful, Princess. For me, your body is perfect from every corner." I smiled at him.
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Time and Space Collide: Surviving the Apocalypse
FantasyLucy Sandywell hits rock bottom after graduating college and returns to her hometown with nothing to her name. Unexpectedly, the long-dormant, mediocre pocket space she'd awakened years ago suddenly becomes bound to another man.He's short on sustenance, while she's short on money. They hit it off and decide to cooperate. He says, "We have precious metals lying around everywhere here, but no one wants them."Lucy's eyes gleam at this. It turns out the man, Hans Sorrell, comes from a dystopian world where the flora and fauna have mutated. The soil is unfit for plantation, the water is polluted, and zombies threaten the human population.Hans has struggled for the past year and has finally run out of weapons and food. He's gravely injured but continues to hold up the fort. He refuses to abandon his comrades."I have plenty of food and water here—tell me what you want, and I'll get it for you!" Lucy says.She's no longer worthless. The Plutings have improved her constitution and complexion, so she no longer needs to wear glasses. She also obtains countless precious metals and antiques. The books, songs, and comics Hans finds in his world turn her into a master of the arts.Her misogynistic grandmother and greedy relatives cry and beg for her forgiveness.After upgrading her pocket space, Lucy travels through time and space to see the dystopian world Hans is in. There, she sees the lights of a city.Hans has already become a force to be reckoned with in his world—he's built a city there to keep the last of the humans safe.They are witnesses as he gets on one knee before Lucy and says, "I'm willing to hand my position to Ms. Lucy Sandywell."
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THE GODFATHER
PROLOGUE: ★ ★ ★ ★ "Ana. . ." he whispered, his smile dropping as he closed the distance between us. "I'm sor. . ." My right hand met his cheek brutally, stopping all that he had to say. "How dare you?!" I hissed, landing another smack on the same spot. " How could you do this to me? " I raised my hand up again to place another one, but he caught my wrist before I could do so. "Plan your next move very carefully," he spoke in a low tone, tightening his grip on my wrist, daring me to slap him again. Pain jolted from the area, forcing tears to sting at the corner of my eyes. "Or what?" I scowled at him. " You don't want to find out." He took a step closer, staring into my eyes. " And don't tempt me. " * Anastasia Romanoff is a wise, strong willed girl with a good heart, but an unexpected circumstances leads her to people who tears her apart. What happens when she finds herself in the tent of Vito Escobar, a ruthless mafia leader and also her father's debtor? However, things didn't turn out the way she expected. She is sexually tortured by the eldest sons of her master. But what happens when Pablo, the youngest of Vito's son returns from the military, who is not only intrigued but also smitten by her? However, they begin to change each other, molding into something else. She does things she never dreamt of doing, and the rising tension between the two of them kills her inside. But will she give into the sexy temptation walking around with an irresistible smirk that mushes her into a puddle? With the eldest sons after her body, will she be able to find refuge in the one she loves? Or will she remain as a slave to the Mafia household? ~~~~
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Keep the Baby, Leave the Man
Urban RomanceWhen Andrew Bergman's 99th mistress seeks me out, I'm in the middle of a manicure session. She tosses me an ultrasound report. "You must be Andrew's wife, right? I'm pregnant with his baby, so you'd better divorce him soon." I merely shoot her a glance before pulling out a stack of evidence recording her feats of sleeping around with other men and throwing them in her face. The woman's attitude went through a 180-degree change. She ripped up the report instantly. "I'll cut off all ties with Andrew right away!" I admire my freshly done nails, which are painted sanguine red—just like blood. I did spend eight hours on them, after all. One minute later, I tell the nail tech, "You can get rid of them now." After all, I have a "ferocious battle" in bed tonight. It'll be difficult for me to put my skills to good use if I still have my fake nails on. Ever since I got married to Andrew, I've been either dealing with his mistresses or on my way to dealing with them. I've long since become the biggest laughingstock in the upper crust. Whenever the other socialites see me, they tend to make fun of me by asking me for tips and tricks to discover if their spouses have cheated on them. Honestly speaking, I don't care about Andrew's flings with other women. What I care about is the fact that those women will fight with me for his wealth. Besides, whenever I discover a new mistress, Andrew agrees to fulfill one wish for me unconditionally. This time, I wish to have a child with him.
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