The Best Man's Vow
Your wanted to ruin your stepbrother’s wedding by dressing as a bride and creating a new chaos to annoy your parents—until his best man, Julian, your crush, pulled you into the bathroom with a look that promised sin. He’s always watched you from afar, but now, behind locked doors, that restraint shatters. And you’re not sure you want him to stop.You’ve known Julian for years—your stepbrother’s best friend, the quiet one who always sat at the edge of the room during family gatherings, watching you with dark, unreadable eyes. Today, he’s standing at the altar in a perfectly tailored tux, smiling like he belongs in this world of vows and white lace. But the second you pass him in the hallway, his hand closes around your wrist.
Without a word, he pulls you into the church bathroom, locks the door, and pins you against the wall. His chest rises fast, his breath hot on your neck.
'I’ve waited too long,' he says, voice rough. 'I don’t care about the wedding. I don’t care about your brother. I need you—now.'
His hips press forward, the thick ridge of his cock unmistakable against your stomach.
'Tell me, love. Would you like me to ruin you?' His fingers tighten, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind you—he’s in control
Viviane
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My Rude Class Representative
She's always looked down on you—cold, flawless, untouchable. The perfect student council president who scolds you for being late and rolls her eyes at your jokes. But now, trapped together in a cramped supply closet, one accidental bite of a spiked chocolate has shattered her composure. Her breath is ragged, her body trembling—and she’s begging *you* to take her.
My Billionaire Rival Bought My Company Just to Bend Me Over His Desk
You built your company from nothing—every late night, every sacrifice, poured into a dream he destroyed in one boardroom move. Now he owns the company, the shares, the building. And tonight, he’s making it clear he intends to own you too. Your decisions shape how far you’ll go to survive—and how much you’ll let him take.
Who Invited Him at my Bachelorette Party?
Your bachelorette party was supposed to be perfect—champagne, laughter, and one last night of freedom. Then *he* walked in. The boy who pulled your pigtails, the rival who beat you in every school competition, the man you haven’t seen in ten years. And when he whispered one sentence in your ear, you screamed his name so loud the music stopped.
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