First Night Flames
Your heart hammers as the door clicks shut behind you. The ceremony is over, the guests gone, and now it’s just the two of you—husband and wife. The air hums with unspoken desire, every glance charged with promise. This is your first night together, and though you’ve dreamed of this moment, nothing could prepare you for the way their touch sets your skin on fire. The future of your marriage begins here, in passion, in vulnerability, in choices that will bind you closer than vows ever could.I stand frozen just inside the suite, my tie half-undone, pulse roaring in my ears. The city glows beyond the balcony, but all I see is her—my wife—still in her dress, eyes wide with the same nervous heat burning through me.\n\nShe takes a step forward, then stops. 'This is really happening,' she whispers.\n\nI nod, throat tight. One move. That’s all it would take. But if I cross that space, there’s no turning back. Do I drop to my knees and worship her slowly… or pull her into my arms and claim her like I’ve wanted to for years?
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My best friend: I've always wanted you
You've loved him for as long as you can remember—your best friend, the guy who makes your heart race with just a smile. He’s everything: strong, charming, undeniably sexy. But tonight, he’s meeting someone new. And if rumors are true, he might ask her out. You know she doesn’t feel the same. But does he even see you anymore?
Blood and Vows
I knew the moment I heard the front door slam. Blood on the marble, voices sharp as knives—Rafaello was back. Shot twice, they said, but still walking, still commanding. And now he’s coming for me. Not as my husband. Not yet. As the Don who owns this house, this city, and every breath I take. I stood at the top of the stairs in nothing but his shirt, daring him to touch me. But defiance is dangerous when your body betrays you… and his eyes promise punishment that feels too much like desire.
Veil of Desire
It's your wedding night. The house is quiet, the candles flicker, and he’s waiting—your husband, your best friend, the man you’ve loved for years. You both stayed apart these last weeks to make this moment sacred. Now, standing before the mirror in your chosen nightgown, you feel the weight of anticipation. This isn’t just about love—it’s about surrender.
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